
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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a little less terrifying to witness from the afterlife instead of in person BUT STILL TERRIFYING!!! WHY
leave it to Yuna Yuki though to go approaching shovel dad anyway despite his horrifying upgrade to shovel dad, albeit from a respectable enough distance]
...Mister Walken?
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You don't have to call me that anymore, Yuna. I'm a monster now.
[ Did you think he's not gonna scare the shit out of you, baby daughter?? ]
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DAD!!!!!!
she hesitates for half a second longer than is usual of her, i.e. at all, but when she speaks, it's with certainty.]
But that's what I want to call you.
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...You do?
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So is it okay if I do?
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[ Uh, no, you just went psycho on some guy. ]
--you know what? If that's what you wanna call me, then that's how it's gonna be. The name cost me quite a bit of dough, so maybe I shouldn't be so quick to throw it away.
[ He nods, yep. Making sense. ]
It's settled then, I'm still Mr. Walken to you.
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Okay. Mister Walken, then.
[The nervousness isn't entirely passed, because that!! was a lot!!!!! It's hard for her to blame anyone for their actions here, but that was a little excessive. Still, she thinks of Fu fighting back Karin and fighting back her, and how, even when she met Yuna's eyes, she looked maddened.]
I know things aren't the best, and it hasn't been very long, but it's still nice to see you again.
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You probably watched how the trial went down, huh? That must've been the most nerve-wracking one so far.
All things considered, Eliot Spencer died faster than he would have after the verdict. And he got to wake up in a cozy bed one day early! Think he'll thank me for it?
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...Probably not...
[wh y]
A-actually, I think maybe you guys shouldn't really talk right now?
[please. Please]
—Oh! Did you know that if you talk out loud about a kind of food in the dining cart, it'll show up? Just like that! [FINGERSNAP what if, what if we talk about literally anything else]
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Spaghetti!
[ ...They're not in the dining cart. ]
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[not with THAT ATTITUDE they're not in the dining cart and Yuna, thrilled to see Felix back to the silly self she's so fond of, starts scampering off down the hall, waving him along.]
Come on, I'll show you!