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.))

Comments

[icanhearscreams]

There's a barrier there? ... How do we break it, and what happens when we do?

[7_0_7]

[He considers this, and decides the latter question is the better one to start with]

That depends on what it's even there for. It's more like a smokescreen than a physical shield... the world it's from is full of aliens who tried to manage entropy with a hi tech pyramid scheme until someone used it to rewrite the laws of reality. A barrier like this is meant to create a space where laws like that don't reach, invisible and unaffected by the passage of time.

So, it's either trying to hide the trains, hide something from the people on the trains, or make the trains time-free zones, and breaking it would reverse all of that... but I'm really wondering how anyone got this technology in the first place. It really did a number on our Conductor back home - that's music, not trains.

The good news is almost any titled power could take it out. Ones based in elements are more effective against it, but the crucial factor is attacking from within the barrier.

[icanhearscreams]

... Huh. We'll have to let them know. We need to share as much information as we can with them.

I mean... what else are we going to do? We're dead and they have a chance to not be.

[7_0_7]

We truly have nothing better to do!

Our chance will come, though. Probably. [He's certainly keeping an eye out for them, at any rate.]

[telecosmetic]

...I guess Caleb's power is elemental. [Ugh, that means that him dying would be bad. That sucks.]

[7_0_7]

Maybe! [he has no idea who that is, only a couple living strangers managed to pull in his particular signal.] Why so glum?

[telecosmetic]

That means they can't let him die. Even though he murdered poor Rika and let Minato take the fall. [A pause.] On...whatever train we were on before that. Which I guess is why Rika's not here.

[7_0_7]

Rika? [He's shocked to hear the name.] No way... Was she a blonde lady with green eyes?

[He knows someone else who goes by this (and no last name) so he has to clarify this seeing as how the robot dog from his world was already found.]

[telecosmetic]

Well...her hair was more brownish-purple...I don't know if it was dyed or anything, though.