
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! |
Saturday
There's no problem, mister. I have suffered no harm.
[Some curiosity slips into his voice, but he doesn't ask any questions]
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[Really, DD just wants to sniff, nosing around his feet. So many strange places these people have walked.]
Name's Ocelot. And you are..?
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[DD, you're adorable. Tarvek can't resist it anymore and starts asking questions]
He almost looks like a completely normal wolf! What skills does he have?
[Man, he hasn't realized he's far, far away from his world. He's thinking it's some kind of construct, because wolves don't tend to just let themselves be pets, as far as he knows]
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[Oh good, an opportunity to brag about his perfect dog son.]
DD here is fully trained. He's one of the best scouting and combat partners anyone could ask for on the battlefield. Handles a knife pretty well, too. [Pats DD on the head. DD woofs and tail-wags.]
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Impressive! Practical and helpful in tough situations, I like the sound of that!
[Biological modifications aren't Tarvek's strong point in science, so he refrains from asking for details. It's not as complicated as that, Tarvek]
And...it's strange the Sheriff allowed you keep him. Your partner here sounds like a good way to disrupt his plans.
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Were there any surprises waiting for you in your room?
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[It shows the Sheriff has accomplices back at Tarvek's home, in his opinion. It's not a nice thought]]
I also have a roommate.