A Reckoning...

[strangerpeople]

[You are dead.

Where you awaken is not of your cabin on the train but rather firm earth, the skies above you being nothing but an inky blackness as for as you can see. And yet throughout the darkness, you are surrounded by soft lighting and peculiar music playing all around you. When your senses become less muddled, you will notice that the music playing is upbeat and joyful almost. But let's face it, you are probably thinking this is some sort of creepy hell that you got yourself into after biting the bullet.

It all depends if you find circuses to be such a place because that is where you find yourself. The setting feels more antique than what you may assume a circus to look like, more Victorian themed than what one can be called. First the sound picks up and then you can smell something delectable in the air, catching popped corn and fried sweets and maybe something to drink? It's more than likely here.

Going down the main way, you can see some classic carnival games such as skee ball, ring toss, balloon popping if you are inclined to try and take your mind of the fact that you didn't have a choice in coming here. But despite the joyous air of the circus, there are not many people here that can help you out...or are there?


Lost souls just like yourself who met with the same horrible fate...perhaps an accord can be struck. After all, it looks like you will be here for awhile.]


((OOC: Map for reference.))

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WEEK 4

[strangerpeople]

[Welcome The Rushlight and The Engineer.

Just like before, new islands rise from the sea upon their arrival; one being what appears to be only a section of a building and will need to be explored to see what it holds and the other appears to be...an office building?

New arrivals, you may be able to shed some light on those.]

[whitemoontiger]

[ It's in waking with a start that Atsushi stopped short, not entirely realizing what happened for a moment before it comes back to him. ]

...I really hope she was able to save her brother...

[ He then gets up and looks around, instantly seeming to deflate even as he placed a hand against his chest. Grimacing just a little since the memory of his death is still fresh on his mind. ]

I die and end up at a circus...? Not... really what I pictured when it comes to the afterlife...

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza is looking at one of the games, glancing around as if trying to figure out whether she can just grab a doll and run. However, she notices Atsushi approaching, and freezes.]

...hi.

[whitemoontiger]

[ Upon hearing her voice, Atsushi looked up and instantaneously went pale. He wasn't mad at her for what had happened, but there was also a LOT of emotions he was feeling right now regarding his death. Not to mention he was still trying to process everything and what it meant for her to be here with him after he'd been killed. ]

...Eliza...

[ The thing she might note is that Atsushi really doesn't look angry as he took a couple steps forwards just then. On the one side, if she'd died then it meant the others had figured out who had really killed him but this also meant that she hadn't been able to save her brother, either. ]

I didn't think I'd see you here.

[ Mostly cause a small part of him had selfishly hoped she'd succeed and get to spare her brother. Having someone innocent sacrificed wouldn't have been much better, but this was all a messy situation to start with. ]

[icanhearscreams]

None of us really pictured this option. We were on a different island at first.

['Sup.]

[whitemoontiger]

[ Going to just jump a little because he wasn't expecting someone else to actually be here with him. Let alone someone he's never really seen before now. ]

Y-You were? So you just ended up here after being somewhere else initially??

[notthebreakman]

[Oh no. Proto knew this was bound to happen again, but...]

...Atsushi?

[whitemoontiger]

[ He had started walking forwards, but stopped short when he heard that voice. Immediately looking over to see Proto before his eyes widened slightly. ]

P-Proto... I...

[ There's a LOT of emotions he's dealing with right now and they're all coming back to him at this point. He deflates a bit, sadness crossing his face. ]

So this really is the afterlife... I was hoping that maybe it wasn't, but... [ Atsushi opened and closed his mouth for a second, trying to find the words to say but everything was hitting him. His death, and what he left behind when it happened. ] I-I'm sorry...

[awitchdidit]

What, you weren't expecting your final destination to be as much of a circus as the journey?

[Hey it's Beatrice. She's in a mood.]

Welcome to Clown Purgatory, I guess.

[whitemoontiger]

[ Well if his surroundings hadn't immediately alerted him to this being the afterlife, it was cemented the second he saw Beatrice. He'd seen her get executed, even if he now wishes he hadn't since it was kind of... awful. ]

I was certainly imagining something else other than this but... considering everything, maybe I shouldn't be surprised.

[ There's a slow blink here. Then another. ]

Clown... Purgatory?

[hexposition]

Ahaha... your compatriots felt similarly.

[Here's Emma, sneaking up on newbie ghosts again! Sorry for your everything, Atsushi.]

But here we are, regardless. Such as it is, welcome.

[whitemoontiger]

[ Yeaaaah.

Don't mind that sort of strangled noise that escapes him at being startled there, Emma. Same with how he'd visibly jumped a little before turning to face her and trying to put on something of a smile despite his overall unease of this place and the situation. ]

A-Ah... t-thank you. I didn't actually think anyone was going to be here except me s-so this is surprising.

[ Though much better in retrospect because being alone in a creepy afterlife carnival sounds like something out of a nightmare. ]

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza has to just...lie on the ground for a while, after all that. She notices vaguely that the surroundings are not at all like the train, or even any of the places they've stopped at.]

...so, not like Town A, huh?

[She eventually gets up and starts walking around, though she'll look very confused if she sees anyone who wasn't from the train.]

Hey, um, who are you?

[icanhearscreams]

[Ah. A person on the ground. Welp.]

No idea what that is.

... Jun Ushiro. You're with this second group, huh? From the train?

[telecosmetic]

[She stares up at him.] ...yeah. Does that mean Beatrice and Proto Man are here too?

[notthebreakman]

[Damn it. Eliza had been one of the more stable ones as far as Proto could tell. Having her brother with her to provide moral support must have helped...

...and now her brother is without his support. Fantastic.]

Hey, Eliza.

[awitchdidit]

Eliza? Really?

[Beatrice is honestly a bit perturbed.]

What possessed someone to kill you?

[hexposition]

Oh! Hello.

[Emma can't sneak up on people when they sneak up on her, apparently! She turns to face Eliza with the brightest smile she can.]

My name's Emma Millstein. Are you from the train?

[awitchdidit]

[Aside from the new departures arriving, and eventually investigating further islands cropping up, Beatrice is interested in investigating something else while she's got apparently infinite amounts of free time.]

[Namely, the power she remembers being told about when she awoke on the Train. Apparently those are common among the people who wound up here, so she has no reason to think it's a hoax. Only...that it sounds really unpleasant to her.]

[Hence, she's standing outside an alleged Hall of Mirrors on the dimly-lit midway, grimacing at the building and attempting to motivate herself to enter. It's...not going well, as far as self-actualization goes. She might be here a while unless someone interrupts her.]

[icanhearscreams]

What, are you scared of mirrors?

[You rang?]

GHOST CAT HERDING

[icanhearscreams]

[After a bit of speaking to the living - but what does time matter in this place? - Jun goes around and gathers everyone together.]

We need to discuss what we’ve found on - and pass along messages.

Food For Thought

[bendwiththewind]

Quite curious that there is a connection as such...

[Oh hey, it's this bitch. And she comes with some food like candied apples, funnel cake and popcorn, setting it down in front of everyone.]

But there is something I am curious on: has anyone here eaten any of the food in this place?

[7_0_7]

Most of the things I found were of more personal interest, like the robot dog...

But!

There is yet something I never got the chance to tell anyone. It's about the barrier surrounding the train. I recognize its code.

[telecosmetic]

[Later in the week, Eliza can be seen by one of the carnival games, absentmindedly throwing darts at balloons and watching as none of them pop.]

Ugh...what's wrong with them? [She frowns as she taps lightly at one of the dart ends.] ...blunt. [She sighs, sprawling out on the counter.]

Why couldn't I bring my knives...

[killerclown]

[The clown is just minding his own business today, walking around and whistling because apparently no one wants to restrain him again he's just bored. But overhearing this...]

You need some knives?

[He holds up two knives between his fingers, possibly showing off, possibly offering them to her.]