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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But we could! A picnic's a great idea!
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.. Haha, wow, you're so much of an idiot that I don't even know what to say? In what way does having a picnic when we've all been kidnapped and left us with guns and possibly expected to murder each other seem like a great idea?
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Because right now, we might be at a dead end. If there are any answers for us besides what that man wanted to tell us tomorrow, they must not be inside the town for us to find. If we don't find anything hiking towards the farm, that might mean we're really alone.
We all came in on that train together, and now it's only us here. We're all confused and worried, but that's why we should stay together. Panicking is only going to make things worse. But if we cooperate, and we keep each other as comfortable as we can, we'll be ready for whatever happens tomorrow.
[She shifts her arms like she's trying to make a gesture and remembering partway through that she's carrying all this goddamn flora.]
So that's why I think a picnic's a great idea!
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And yeah, put down your flowers, Yuna.]
... I still think it's stupid. And that, frankly, we're all more likely to turn against each other than cooperate, so staying together is also stupid and there's no point in trying to form cozy relationships, but I guess we'll see soon enough which one of us is proven right.
This'll kill some time before everything goes to hell, at least.
[so whatever fine HE'LL GO ON THIS PICNIC although you should really just be getting away from this asshole, Yuna...]
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Just as quickly, though, she's her usual cheerful self.]
Great! Then go pick out some snacks and I'll meet you back down here. Oh, I'll bring a blanket!
[TOO LATE THE ASSHOLE IS HER FRIEND r.i.p. both of them]
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... We really don't need to go that far!
[UGGGGGGH even as he goes to fetch snacks.........]
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Hey, hey! All ready?
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Yeah, I've got our supplies here.
[He is calling them that and refusing to call them snacks because he's going to pretend that this is at least a little professional, damn it.]
... You're really going to carry that all the way there?
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[So instead she goes whole hog and ties the sheet around her neck. Now it's really a cape. It's dragging at her heels; she's too short...]
There we go! What sort of snacks did you pick?
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[He glances down at his bags.]
As for supplies... trail mix, more trail mix [and not because he actually loves the stuff, it's just easy to find and carry], crackers, and marshmallows.
[Look, he even remembered to throw in desserts (as convinced as he is that Yuna doesn't need more sugar)...]
Oh, and water.
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Ooh, good choices! [He remembered desserts!! She absolutely was going to go pick out more snacks if she thought his were unacceptably chosen.] How come you keep calling them supplies?
[Even as she's saying this, she's starting to march out the front door of the hotel, expecting him to follow.]
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[Help him, he's stuck with an actual child.]
Because that's what they are. They're supplies to ensure that we don't go hungry on the trip.
[They're definitely not snacks!!! But yes, he's following with his not-snacks.]
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... Can't you walk like a normal person? You're going to tire yourself out if you keep that up, you know.
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What's there to be excited about? You were just there a short while ago.
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I know, but it's so pretty that I'm excited to go there again! And I'm excited for our picnic mission.
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What's so exciting about a picnic...? [THAT HURT TO SAY. THAT HURT TO ADMIT.] It's just sitting around, eating stuff.
[Surprise (to no one), Shinnosuke hates doing anything that involves socializing.]
I'm just interested in doing recon of the area.
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Sure, but it's sitting around eating stuff and getting to hang out with someone else!
[she's excited to hang out with shinnosuke why is she like this]
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... Haha, and that someone else is me? You really must struggle to make friends if I'm the best you can do for company right now.
[Even Shinnosuke knows he's shit company??? Yuna...........]
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[in her defense that isn't ENTIRELY incorrect]
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[WHICH IS WHAT A NORMAL PERSON WOULD'VE DONE]
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[YUNA, IF WE HAVE NOT NOTICED, IS NOT A NORMAL PERSON]
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And you like every random stranger you come across?
[........... he suspects the answer to that is yes but]
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[yes.]
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