
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 robowest! |
Arrival
[The slash on his clothes should say it all. It wasn't a harmless wound at all]
I'm positive it was completely unrelated to that Sheriff and what's going on here.
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[No, he isn't taking that theory seriously. At least Tarvek doesn't seem to be bothered by Damian's general grumpiness]
But as you said, what happened to me is irrelevant. It doesn't change that we're here right now.
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No, but gathering information is imperative. The "Sheriff" is suspicious.
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[But he agrees gathering information is imperative]
I'd like to interrogate that guy. There are ways to make someone talk.
[He doesn't mean torture, as bad as that sounded. With the right words and appeals one can make anyone talk and he knows it]
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[This is a chance to have a good insight into Damian's personality, in Tarvek's opinion. He's fully paying attention now]
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But his father... Killing was the ultimate sin.] It depends on whether or not there's compliance. Intimidation is a good way to make people talk. But torturing them makes you no better than the worst, and killing them makes you a murderer.
Threatening to kill someone never works anyway. Most people aren't afraid of dying if it means keeping their dignity.
I don't think either would be beneficial in concerns with the Sheriff. Evidence makes him an artificial intelligence--a robot. Neither torture nor murder would scare him into talking.
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I haven't ever needed to until now, but I'm more into bargaining. Everyone has a desire or something they could be tempted with in exchange of information or favors. It's true the Sheriff is a clank, so bargaining with it isn't guaranteed to work, but there's a chance its creators could be listening through it.
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I don't think bargaining is going to work if it has a "master." They can just give it whatever it wants.
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[Sigh. As much as he hates to admit it...]
We just arrived, it's too early to know for sure what should be done.
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