08-10-2014, 03:40 AM
STORY
Reed looked at each of the four houses in turn, scratching his chin. The choice for him was simple, head for the noise. It may be of use combined with his skills.
“Would the thugs not go to the cleaner houses in order to scare the locals?” voiced Adessi.
“Perhaps, though I think that it would be unwise, as strangers, to find them. They may not take kindly to more outsiders.”
“True,” conceded Adessi, and the pair headed towards the noisy shack.
***
The train continued to chug along, bouncing southbound on the old railway line. Slade, moving away from the other two in the carriage, started rummaging around. The friendly cat purred as she rubbed up against him. He glanced down, remembering his childhood and his grandparents mastodon of a feline. Mastodon of size and temper... Shaking the memory from his mind, he took out the map. Only three railway lines existed, all of which started up north before converging upon Mexico City and spanning off again. If they were North of the capital, they would inevitably pass through... A good place to stop and wait for the others should they be following. Were they to be farther South, they would end up at the border with the Southern countries.
“No way to know, really, until we stop somewhere with a name-sign or until we reach either Mexico City or the border,” he muttered. He hunkered down between two boxes and closed his eyes to get some rest. The friendly cat leapt onto his chest and curled up, purring up a storm.
Zed also rummaged around the carriage, searching for anything else that may be of interest. Most boxes were filled with uninteresting trinkets that looked like they were heading to an antiques store. He pulled out an old silver ring, embossed with the initials ‘RH’. Slipping it on, he continued his search. He did not notice Slade, who was now lightly snoring with his new friend. He looked back towards Him who was nose-deep in his short pocket. He seemed to find satisfaction as he pulled out a doughnut and threw it at Slade. It bounced off the sleeping man’s head. With a frown, Him picked it up. Looking slightly crestfallen, he looked at his pastry.
“I’ll have it,” said Zed, who had not eaten a doughnut since the beginning of his time as a traveller. Him looked up, and rent the doughnut in two, launching the bigger half across the carriage and straight into Zed’s open mouth. The latter chewed with delight and savoured the cinnamon filling.
He spluttered and choked, as he pointed excitedly out of the window. In the distance was a sprawling metropolis. Him looked around, nodded, and then curled up on his battering ram, emulating Slade.
Zed shook his head, as the church-towers and rampant streets of Mexico City drew nearer.
***
Adessi and Reed stood before the shack.
“HEY!”
They span around, unsheathing their weapons to face the newcomer.
“Calm down, it’s just me,” said Kyle, who had come out of his stupor.
The pair put their weapons back and filled the non-traveller on what was going on.
“...and now we were just about to open this shack.”
“It has been making that noise ever since I arrived here two days ago,” said Kyle. “The few locals I have talked to said they never went in there. Some kind of legend about a rabid daemon.”
“A rabid daemon making the mechanical noises of an engine,” rebuked Adessi.
“Well... the people here seem simple.”
Reed opened the shack door, and stepped inside.
The world as they knew it ended. An explosion. A blinding light and the screams of the others.
After several years and lifespans... Thrown to the floor... or was it the ceiling?, Reed felt his limbs being ripped from him. Something solid careered past him as he tumbled onto the wall... or perhaps this time it was the ceiling. Colours he could taste swirled around him as he heard his parents shouting at a child who was trying to climb a tree. Only it was now a giraffe’s neck that snaked downwards as Satan himself reached up, knife and fork in hand.
Reed opened his eyes.
He was tied to a wall, his limbs bound together. He looked around, spotting Adessi and Kyle in the same situation. They were seemingly in the shack, and an engine, source of the sound they had heard, was puttering on. A solitary slit of light shone from a crack in the wall.
A dark form shuffled around from behind the engine.
“Strong enough to survive the illusions... An interesting trio...”
Reed started to speak, but found that a gag had been placed into his mouth.
“It moves... Perhaps it speaks...” The gag was removed.
“And now it shall speak... or suffer some more illusions... stronger this time... higher dose and several injections...
TLDR
SCIENCE
DECISIONS
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SpoilerEpisode X
Mexico, September 1897Reed looked at each of the four houses in turn, scratching his chin. The choice for him was simple, head for the noise. It may be of use combined with his skills.
“Would the thugs not go to the cleaner houses in order to scare the locals?” voiced Adessi.
“Perhaps, though I think that it would be unwise, as strangers, to find them. They may not take kindly to more outsiders.”
“True,” conceded Adessi, and the pair headed towards the noisy shack.
***
The train continued to chug along, bouncing southbound on the old railway line. Slade, moving away from the other two in the carriage, started rummaging around. The friendly cat purred as she rubbed up against him. He glanced down, remembering his childhood and his grandparents mastodon of a feline. Mastodon of size and temper... Shaking the memory from his mind, he took out the map. Only three railway lines existed, all of which started up north before converging upon Mexico City and spanning off again. If they were North of the capital, they would inevitably pass through... A good place to stop and wait for the others should they be following. Were they to be farther South, they would end up at the border with the Southern countries.
“No way to know, really, until we stop somewhere with a name-sign or until we reach either Mexico City or the border,” he muttered. He hunkered down between two boxes and closed his eyes to get some rest. The friendly cat leapt onto his chest and curled up, purring up a storm.
Zed also rummaged around the carriage, searching for anything else that may be of interest. Most boxes were filled with uninteresting trinkets that looked like they were heading to an antiques store. He pulled out an old silver ring, embossed with the initials ‘RH’. Slipping it on, he continued his search. He did not notice Slade, who was now lightly snoring with his new friend. He looked back towards Him who was nose-deep in his short pocket. He seemed to find satisfaction as he pulled out a doughnut and threw it at Slade. It bounced off the sleeping man’s head. With a frown, Him picked it up. Looking slightly crestfallen, he looked at his pastry.
“I’ll have it,” said Zed, who had not eaten a doughnut since the beginning of his time as a traveller. Him looked up, and rent the doughnut in two, launching the bigger half across the carriage and straight into Zed’s open mouth. The latter chewed with delight and savoured the cinnamon filling.
He spluttered and choked, as he pointed excitedly out of the window. In the distance was a sprawling metropolis. Him looked around, nodded, and then curled up on his battering ram, emulating Slade.
Zed shook his head, as the church-towers and rampant streets of Mexico City drew nearer.
***
Adessi and Reed stood before the shack.
“HEY!”
They span around, unsheathing their weapons to face the newcomer.
“Calm down, it’s just me,” said Kyle, who had come out of his stupor.
The pair put their weapons back and filled the non-traveller on what was going on.
“...and now we were just about to open this shack.”
“It has been making that noise ever since I arrived here two days ago,” said Kyle. “The few locals I have talked to said they never went in there. Some kind of legend about a rabid daemon.”
“A rabid daemon making the mechanical noises of an engine,” rebuked Adessi.
“Well... the people here seem simple.”
Reed opened the shack door, and stepped inside.
The world as they knew it ended. An explosion. A blinding light and the screams of the others.
After several years and lifespans... Thrown to the floor... or was it the ceiling?, Reed felt his limbs being ripped from him. Something solid careered past him as he tumbled onto the wall... or perhaps this time it was the ceiling. Colours he could taste swirled around him as he heard his parents shouting at a child who was trying to climb a tree. Only it was now a giraffe’s neck that snaked downwards as Satan himself reached up, knife and fork in hand.
Reed opened his eyes.
He was tied to a wall, his limbs bound together. He looked around, spotting Adessi and Kyle in the same situation. They were seemingly in the shack, and an engine, source of the sound they had heard, was puttering on. A solitary slit of light shone from a crack in the wall.
A dark form shuffled around from behind the engine.
“Strong enough to survive the illusions... An interesting trio...”
Reed started to speak, but found that a gag had been placed into his mouth.
“It moves... Perhaps it speaks...” The gag was removed.
“And now it shall speak... or suffer some more illusions... stronger this time... higher dose and several injections...
Slade, Zed, and Him continue their journey on the train, joined by a friendly cat. They spot Mexico City in the distance.
Reed, Adessi, and Kyle are still in the town, they enter a shack and are captured. Reed is told to speak by a dark figure.
Reed, Adessi, and Kyle are still in the town, they enter a shack and are captured. Reed is told to speak by a dark figure.
Team Status
GROUP TRAIN
SLADE
Health – 21/21
Status - Sleeping
Current Armour – Full set of work clothes (+5EN)
Current Weapons – Pistol (+2AC)
HIM
Health – 27/28
Status - Sleeping
Current Armour – Shorts (+2EN), dirty sombrero (+1EN)
Current Weapons – Bow and arrow (+2AC), Battering ram (-5AG, +5ST)
ZED
Health – 28/28
Status - RAS
Current Armour – Full set of work clothes (+5EN)
Current Weapons – Cudgel (+2ST), Revolver
General items - Spade, ball of string, friendly cat, map.
GROUP NOT IN TRAIN
ADESSI
Health – 21/21
Status - Bound, unconscious
Current Armour – Fingerless gloves (+1EN), Full set of work clothes (+5EN)
Current Weapons – Cudgel (+2ST), Knife (+2ST), Sawn-off shotgun (+3AC)
REED
Health – 26/26
Status - Bound, conscious
Current Armour – Full set of work clothes (+5EN)
Current Weapons – Shotgun (+3AC)
General items - Revolver x2, hand grenades x5, dynamite x2. Leftover leather.
SLADE
Health – 21/21
Status - Sleeping
Current Armour – Full set of work clothes (+5EN)
Current Weapons – Pistol (+2AC)
HIM
Health – 27/28
Status - Sleeping
Current Armour – Shorts (+2EN), dirty sombrero (+1EN)
Current Weapons – Bow and arrow (+2AC), Battering ram (-5AG, +5ST)
ZED
Health – 28/28
Status - RAS
Current Armour – Full set of work clothes (+5EN)
Current Weapons – Cudgel (+2ST), Revolver
General items - Spade, ball of string, friendly cat, map.
GROUP NOT IN TRAIN
ADESSI
Health – 21/21
Status - Bound, unconscious
Current Armour – Fingerless gloves (+1EN), Full set of work clothes (+5EN)
Current Weapons – Cudgel (+2ST), Knife (+2ST), Sawn-off shotgun (+3AC)
REED
Health – 26/26
Status - Bound, conscious
Current Armour – Full set of work clothes (+5EN)
Current Weapons – Shotgun (+3AC)
General items - Revolver x2, hand grenades x5, dynamite x2. Leftover leather.
Slade Wilson -
Reed -
Him -
Zed Williams -
John Adessi -
TEMPORARY PLAYER "KYLE" - Controlled by - DeerBoarDude -
What do you do? Try and leave the train before Mexico City or leave at the station?
What do you do?
What do you do? Try and leave the train before Mexico City or leave at the station?
What do you do? Try and leave the train before Mexico City or leave at the station?
You are unconscious. You can choose to wake up and do something.
You are unconscious. You can choose to wake up and do something.