So, you're dead. Shame, that.
But on the other hand, it's actually kind of nice.
When you "wake" in some odd version of it, you'll find yourself lying on a rather plush bed. It's cozy and warm and just soft enough to tempt anyone back into sleep. The room is equally nice, if small, and when you turn and open the curtains to look out the window, you will see... wait, is that the town?
It is, actually. The town is laid out quite simply across the window and no matter how many times you may bang or wave through the window, no one seems to notice you. If you're smart enough to give up the venture and leave the small bedroom, you will notice that, of course, you are on the train.
The train that, is actually pretty fancy.
Moving through it, past the sleeping cabins and through to the main carts, you will find a dining car with fine dishware and meals of all kinds made at a push of a button or a request given to the air. They'll appear, freshly made and ready to eat at the table of your choice with any drink you could want. There truly doesn't seem to be any limits when it comes to the luxury of the meal.
There is also a bathhouse car with private bathrooms and saunas to fit up to four. Even one rather large room containing a small pool/hot tub of sorts is available for just about anyone to take a dip. It's kind of outlandish, honestly.
Then the lounge car, with its library and plush armchairs and couches. A pool table, a darts board, even a small area dedicated to painting. There's a bar too, fully stocked and ready for anyone who needs a drink. All it would require is a request from the bartender who... looks surprisingly familiar?
The Sheriff is there, much cleaner cut than his counterpart outside of the train. He looks up mildly at any arrivals, giving them a nod of greeting before going back to organizing bottles or setting cigars out for a smoke. He doesn't seem to be surprised at all by anyone who appears. Just... ready to serve them, whatever they may wish.
It all sort of seems okay for a moment, until you realize you're just here to wait for the game to end. Awkward. |
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sheriffexe) wrote2017-01-13 11:14 am
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You're pretty good.
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[ Mimes a tipping bottle with one hand. ]
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[He pauses, since he can't help but wonder...]
What do you think would happen if we were to die here?
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I don't want to find out.
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[His tone's far from reassuring as he cleans his paintbrush.]
I'd imagine we'd wake up in our rooms again.
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...I think we're already dead. I don't remember dying, but I might've been shot.
[ A pause. ]
Before coming here, I mean.
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Mi dispiace, then. That may be true for you, since I can't really say, but... I remember clearly what happened before I arrived. I didn't die.
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[ He's wild-eyed and twitchy with clear upset in his voice, though it's nothing compared to the hysterical airs he was putting on before. ]
Life has always made sense up until now. It's been cold and hard and horrible, but it made sense. You know? I don't know how to wrap my head around this.
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I don't know, actually. I've never really thought of life as making sense. I do not know where or when you're from, but I still get the impression that the things that don't make sense are simply things we have yet to understand properly. And perhaps, there are also things we will never understand.
[The Apple, for example, and all that talk about a prophet... He doubted even Leonardo could make complete sense of it.]
I come from a time before trains and coffee makers, and there's apparently a continent or two that no one could possibly know existed. Even the firearms here are far beyond my own, though I imagine if I were to show my gun to someone from the time of the Crusades they'd be rather surprised as well.
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[ Leans against a wall and slides right on down to the floor. ]
You want some future spoilers? I'm an elementary school dropout, but I read a lot.
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I guess...? Honestly, part of me doubts it could have an effect on history, if that makes sense. But either way, I'm from 1488 for some reference. I've heard that a few of my friends are famous in the future... Leonardo da Vinci, Niccoló Machiavelli... But you wouldn't happen to know anything about Caterina Sforza or Cristina Vespucci, would you?
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Anyway, in 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue, so you'll get to hear about those new continents pretty soon.