It's a surprisingly quiet ride. The passenger cart is nothing more than wood and a bit of cotton to cushion the seats but for some reason, even as the train hurtles along down the track, the cart remains silent. It only starts filling with noise when the passengers begin to stir.
There isn't any indication on how you got here. No grogginess, no injuries -- in fact, those who arrive with injuries might find them healed up completely (of course there are others who won't be so lucky) -- but in one blink and the next, you are here, on this train. Maybe you're even sitting next to a friend. Maybe a stranger.
Won't be any time to talk either, the train suddenly slowing down with enough of a jerk to throw its passengers back into their seats. A few seconds later, it comes to a complete stop and with a whistle, the doors open and a voice calls from outside. It's male, with a slight mechanical twang behind it and anyone who looks out the window towards the station can just about spot the portly man out on the platform.
"You might as well come on out, folks. You won't be getting any answers on the train."
Once everyone is out on the platform, the man stands before them taking an assessing look at each person. There is something very off about him, though he looks human enough -- but his eyes are too white, his skin too dry, and his hair is doesn't shine quite right. He is dressed in a flannel shirt, suspenders, and jeans, a cowboy hat atop his head and a badge pinned to his shirt that reads "Sheriff". After a moment, he gives a gruff nod and speaks again.
"Howdy. Real happy to see all of you. Explanations will come... Sunday morning, yeah. Give y'all a bit of time to meet each other. Settle in. Keys are on the table over there, hat and pistol in your room. Don't, er... Don't shoot each other right away but if you do, my office is over there. Go get some dinner, sun's about to set. Wouldn't want any coyote trouble."
And that seems to be... it. The Sheriff tips his hat and turns to head to the building with the large "Sheriff" sign on the front. There is a table nearby, keys neatly laid out for everyone with nametags attached to each one. An owl hoots in the distance and a breeze passes through the group. It's quiet again.
Welcome to game start! Characters will find their items in their hotel rooms and anyone who goes to visit the Sheriff after he leaves will find the station empty. On top of that, rulebooks will not be available to find until later. The Sheriff might be forcing it a little but it seems like the intent here really is to get everyone to interact with each other. If there are any questions, PM or hit up the plurk at ![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico) robowest! |
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[Sei realizes a moment after the words are out that she actually spoke them instead of just thinking them, and her face flushes with embarrassment.]
Agh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean that the way that came out! It's just not a name I've heard before!
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'Seizaburo Kamiya' isn't a name I have heard before either. We're in the same situation regarding our names.
[He looks around. Orientating himself and finding out where he is is important]
Does anything around here look familiar to you in some way? The architecture, the place, does anything ring a bell?
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She might be familiar enough with her comrades to mouth of to them, but here...? It's going to take a concentrated effort not to.]
No, not at all. This place is about as different from Kyoto as it's possible to get.
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[He doesn't really know much about Japan. His turf is Europe]
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[This place looks weird, but she clearly hasn't given any thought to the idea that they might be somewhere other than Japan.]
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Does that mean the Sheriff went all the way to Japan to kidnap you and bring you here?
[If she says this doesn't look like a Japanese place, Tarvek isn't going to doubt it. She must know more than him about that]
Why would he bother to do that?
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[But where are they, anyway? This place looks so strange, but she can understand what he and everyone else is saying, and she knows she's never learned any other languages, so doesn't it still have to be Japan...?]
And what do you mean, "all the way" to...? We're in Japan, aren't we? Just a really... weird part of it, a place that's far from Kyoto.
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[Well that sure is a worrying thought. All the things his opponents could do while he's in the other side of the world...]
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[...okay, she has seen an unusual number of westerners here, but... is that really possible?
Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she realizes that yes, yes it is.]
N-no way... I can't really be that far from home...
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Of course I may be mistaken! And even if we were all far from home, that doesn't mean we can't return!
[He really didn't mean to make her be about to cry]