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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robowest2017-01-13 05:59 pm
saturday.
Oh my, do we have a wannabe shoplifter here?
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[ Then she's scoffing, standing up straight and looking back at him. ]
It's window shopping, in this case.
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[Shinnosuke is in absolutely no position to say that, but ehhhh.]
Instead, you've given the boring answer.
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If my options are just boring and degenerate, I'd gladly take the former.
[ Well, not gladly. But man, she really is considering taking some stuff anyway. Eventually. Thanks for the idea. ]
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[No problem, he's always glad to encourage teenage corruption.]
Anyway, I took some stuff yesterday, so shoplifting or looting or whatever you want to call it shouldn't be a problem—or at least it won't have that Sheriff guy coming down on your head.
... Though we might be better off right now if it would.
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[ Well, she's not entirely too worried about it, so her voice is kind of dry. ]
...so that means we have no choice but to be on his schedule.
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[If getting arrested for theft was the biggest of his worries, he'd be glad for that, to be honest.]
Unless you can magically manifest him out of thin air, seeing as how he's nowhere to be found, it seems like it.
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except Rin, but they're always for the better, okay. ]
I wonder. [ Well, it's impossible for her to do it without her magic, but she was kind of wondering if there was a trigger for it. It's not exactly something she wants to try, though. Inciting the wrath of a policeman isn't on her to do list when she's been kidnapped. ] But—someone has to be watching, right? They can't just leave us here and expect us to stay without keeping an eye on us.
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Who knows? Maybe they've got secret cameras everywhere. You should take care when you change, I guess.
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[ SHE'S ALREADY BEEN WORRYING ABOUT THAT. Secret cameras should be obvious to find, right?! With big holes drilled in the walls, and red and blue wires! She'll definitely search through the hotel room when she gets back.
She doesn't understand technology at all, forgive her. ]
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[Reassuring??]
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[ How DARE YOU she would ....
anyway, she's not thinking about it, she's just going to fume. ]
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Well, you're free to just think of it as entirely an insult if that makes you feel better, then.
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I don't need permission for that! I've already decided you're completely unlikable.
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And here I thought we were friends, after you almost became my accomplice in crime.
[Much sarcasm, because ew, friends.]
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That's your standard for friendship? It explains quite a bit.
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[Hint, hint.]
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[ SHE'S GOING TO "BORROW" SOME STUFF... LATER OKAY.
But she really just doesn't want to lose here. ]
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[smh rin]
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I'm sure you are.