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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[Sounds like the kind of thing a spark would do, except that this'd have more monsters and science]
How were the rewards going to work? Were those a lie?
[If he remembers right, it was said some rewards would affect the world back at home. If nobody was going to remember anything did that mean that they'd not notice reality had been changed?]
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[...don't you? Tarvek refrains from getting his hopes up, just in case]
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What kind of rewards are we talking about, exactly?
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Anything you want. You can change your entire universe to suit your needs if you want.
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...I'm sorry, it sounds too good to be true, so I need to ask stuff...
You mean that, don't you? Nothing like having to word it in an exact way, or there being hidden traps, or anything like that.
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...but it seems like it is true. Tarvek is split over doing everything himself -- something that could take years and isn't guaranted succeess -- and using the reward to his advantage. Would it be unbecoming of him to accept? Well, it isn't like he'll remember his decision once he's back in his world. That's how he convinces himself that taking the reward will be good. What Tarvek doesn't know won't hurt him
...how far has he gone in manipulating people now that he's thinking about how to manipulate himself? Tarvek scowls for a moment at himself before bowing slightly to the Sheriff]
Thank you very much, Sheriff. I'll accept the reward when it's time.
[Seems like Tarvek has no more questions or doubts for now]