robowest | [ WEEK ONE

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

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[ For one reason or another, that question makes her look a little nervous. Xion shifts, glancing off to one side, and then says: ]

That train... that's one of the weirdest parts. How did we all get there without realizing it...?

[ nice dodge xion that wasn't obvious at all

She sighs quietly, lifting a hand to gesture at the map. ]

This place... it doesn't seem that big, either. Have you seen anyone besides the people from the train?

[...yeah that's totally not suspicious! But you know what, he knows better than to demand an answer so he leaves it alone. Let her think he didn't notice and find a way to bring it up again later.]

Not yet. It's way too quiet here which isn't a good sign either. I can't think of a reason we'd all be on the train without any memory of how we got there. We don't even know where we really are.

But if there's nobody else here, why bring us here? It doesn't make any sense.

... what makes us so special?

[ Said quietly, as if to herself, and then quickly seems a little self-conscious about it. ]

I ... I mean, I agree. There must be a reason we were picked, right? Maybe ... maybe we should all talk, and try to work out why.

[Small child are you okay? Percy's not sure what to make of that question because he used to kind of wonder the same thing about himself, but there's a smile that's enough of a signal that he agrees with her.]

If we can find something in common with all of us maybe that'll give us an answer. But getting everybody together might be a problem. Any ideas?

[ Xion has not been okay a single day in her life. ]

Something in common.... that has to be it, right? [ Xion tilts her head. ] What about at a meal time? Everyone will get hungry sooner or later. Maybe we can all talk about it over dinner.

That's not a bad idea. [If they can get everybody organized for that long, but that seems like a Problem.]

Everybody's supposed to meet back at the hotel when the sun goes down since the dark isn't the best place to be. We could just tempt people with free food if...we find somebody who knows how to cook.

[That part's a problem, too.]

[ WEEK ONE – ARRIVAL ]

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