[ WEEK ONE – ARRIVAL ]

[sheriffexe]

ARRIVAL

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!

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[feminitis]

almost immediately;
You've got to be kidding!

[As the sheriff disappears into his office, Sei yells after him, but it doesn't do anything to stop him from going. It takes a couple of moments to decide to follow, but upon arriving, the office is empty.]

...what the hell? This can't be right... Hey! Someone get out here and tell us what's going on, damn it!

after taking a little time to calm down to calm down;
[..."calm" being relative, of course. A few deep breaths, and then Sei heads back out to speak with the others, stopping to grab a key from the table before doing so.]

I guess - I guess we should start by introducing ourselves, then? I'm not sure I like the idea of just going along with this, but what other choice do we have...?

Uh... I'll get started. My name is Seizaburo Kamiya. Let's all work together to figure out what's going on here.

after some time;

[insincerely]

Ah, yes, because "working together" is surely everyone's first thought after being told that we're being given guns and told not to shoot each other right away.

[Sorry, Sei, someone's here to rain on your good intentions.]

[feminitis]

[She is a responsible adult. She's got this. She will not go with her knee-jerk response of yelling at him-]

Well excuse me for trying to do something more productive than shooting everyone in sight!

[...okay, yeah, she's never been good at not going with her knee-jerk responses.]

[insincerely]

[... Sei, no...]

Could you even shoot anyone? You look a little old-fashioned, I have to say.

[feminitis]

I-I could shoot someone if I wanted to!

[Her aim is awful, actually, and she's only had very basic rifle training, but she's sure as hell not telling him that.]

What about you, huh? Could you shoot someone?

After some time

[dubiousalignment]

[Well, first things first. Stay calm and make sure no one is about to shoot anyone else's head off. Being courteous fosters a calm atmosphere, doesn't it?]

Please call me Tarvek. It's a pleasure to meet you.

[He even bows his head slightly. Tarvek is all for working together!]

It's nice to know there's someone whose first instinct isn't to shoot the gun.

[feminitis]

Tarvek? That's a weird name...

[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!

[dubiousalignment]

[Tarvek chuckles, amused. It's not like someone has ever said that of his name, but yeah]

'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?

[feminitis]

[Whew, at least he doesn't seem upset about her blunder... That's a relief. She's going to have to remind herself that this isn't home, and she doesn't know any of these people.

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.

after taking some time

[sunnashi]

[ Higekiri's grabbing his key too looking at it curiously before the young man(?) says his name. Introductions, that he can do! For now. ]

...Higekiri. It's a pleasure to meet you, Seizaburo.

[ He even bows. ]

[feminitis]

[Oh, thank goodness, someone with a Japanese-sounding name who's polite enough to bow... Sei can't help but smile at the familiarity and return the bow in turn.]

Likewise!

[When she straightens up, she's still smiling.]

This is really weird, isn't it? What even is this place...?

[sunnashi]

[ Region bros! It's pretty comforting when there's no one else he recognizes from home, honestly. ]

It's very weird! I don't even remember how I ended up on that... Train?

[ He tilts his head. ]

Do you remember what you were doing before that?

[feminitis]

Train... so that's what it's called.

[The words are mumbled mostly to herself, but then she looks up again at Higekiri's question. Oh, right.]

...I was talking with someone at headquarters. [Or, well, crying like a baby.] But I'm not sure how I got from there to... here.

You'd think we'd remember boarding something like that.

almost immediately !!!

[guiltlevel]

[ Please Sei you're being so loud... Which is why it's kind of hard to ignore!

Russell can't help but peek and take a look. That sure looks like an empty office, alright. ]

No one's going to answer if no one is in there, you know.

[feminitis]

There's supposed to be someone in here!

[She balls her hands into fists, looking for all the world like she'd like to fight someone. (Luckily, Russell is not the person she'd like to fight.)]

I just watched someone go in here, they can't just be gone, can they...?!

[guiltlevel]

[ Fight Russell! He won't be offended! Just kill him. He won't care.

He just... Furrows his eyebrows though. ]

Maybe he... Teleported? [ That might be possible. You never know. ] He told us to get dinner, or something... Maybe we should just listen to him.

calm o'clock

[court_chesster]

I'm Simon Keyes. Money here is my partner.

[ He indicates the small monkey that is sitting on his shoulders, playing with his hair. ]

Neither of us have even the slightest clue what's going on, though...

[feminitis]

Oh, he's so cute!

[...aaaaaaaaand she's distracted by the monkey.]

Have you been partners for very long?

[court_chesster]

Not really. I joined the circus pretty recently, but Money has been really good about showing me the ropes.

[ Noticing a potential source of attention, Money reaches out with a tiny paw. ]

immediately;

[moraled]

[Barnham wouldn't be against yelling some himself, but he can at least recognize that it's not going to do much right now. He pinches the bridge of his nose, sighing out an aggravated breath.]

I doubt that will be helpful at this time; it appears as though our captors have no interest whatsoever in being forthcoming.

[feminitis]

Ugh, what is their problem?

[Sei lets out an angry huff and turns so that she can pace back and forth, gesturing angrily with her hands.]

It's bad enough that they've snatched us away, but not even taking the courtesy of explaining why...? What sort of rude, ill-mannered ruffians are these people?! I'd like to teach them a thing or two...!

[moraled]

[Her spirit is kind of amusing and great in equal measure, really. He nods simply, agreeing.]

They certainly are at that.

They shall have to pay for their list of crimes, when they have been revealed.

immediately gma is on the case

[beyeotic]

[Ana steps up to the plate on this one, placing her hand gently on Sei's shoulder.]

I admire your passion but you'll get no answers from an empty room.

[Maybe an six-foot-tall old woman with an eyepatch isn't a soothing sight to you but her expression is genuinely soft.]

What's your name, dear?

bless grandma

[feminitis]

But someone just went in here-

[And that someone has clearly vanished. Sei doesn't exactly relax, but she does take a deep breath before looking up at the very tall woman. ...yikes.]

...it's Seizaburo Kamiya. What is your name, ma'am?

[beyeotic]

[It eases her heart to see the girl letting this go, saving the battle for another day. There's hope for you yet, young bean.]

Ana Amari, good to meet you.

[She nods politely rather than going to shake hands or something similar.]

That's a lovely name-- Japanese, correct? I apologize if I mispronounce it.