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sheriff swanson ([personal profile] sheriffexe) wrote2017-01-13 11:14 am
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[ GRAVEYARD ]

GRAVEYARD

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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[personal profile] ceded 2017-02-25 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
Can we...?

[ Xion tilts her head, and her smile fades to almost nothing. Almost. It's a sort of uncertain look. ]

We'll only go home if the right person wins this game, or ... the game is won in the right way. We can still lose. And if we do, we're all dead, for real.

[ In the end, her newfound desires to live aside, it means little to her. She was already dead, and dying again would be ... fine, she thinks, if that was what it had to come to. But that's not true for everyone else. They're the ones who will really suffer. ]

... I'm worried, Russell. I'm worried they won't win. I believe in my friends, but ... I'm scared something will go wrong.
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[personal profile] guiltlevel 2017-02-25 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
Oh... Yeah, I was told they have to say to revive us, or something like that. But in the end... They also have to die too.

[ Kind of weird. Kind of complicated. Long story short, someone has to win, say to revive everyone, but then they have to die to get on the train... Then they go home. ]

Even if I died... That's fine. As long as I don't have to go back.

[ Anything but going home is fine. He doesn't think he could take anymore of that rehab center and medicine. ]

. . . But... I'm worried too... Mr. Barnham has been seeming so sad lately, and I don't want him to look like that. I believe in him but. . . . . Will he be okay..? I think he can do it, but he needs to be strong.

[ Up until now Russell's only been paying attention to him, and maybe Milla at times. Since they were... Pretty nice to him. He still isn't sure about their feelings towards Russell upon learning about him killing Annabeth, but -- he's definitely noticed all this is taking more of a toll on Barnham, it's all over his face. ]
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[personal profile] ceded 2017-02-25 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A beat, and: ]

I think I know why Mr. Barnham is sad.

[ This is said rather grimly, actually. Her eyes are hooded as she kind of glances off to one side, deeply pensive. ]

... he'll be alright, Russell. I think ... he can handle this game, for however much longer it lasts. [ A sigh, and she looks at him again. ] I really hope we all get to go wherever we want. You should get to choose a home where you'll be happy, too.