the orient express

( Meredith Grey )

Take note, any head doctors we got on board. Zombie target practice is good for the soul. Would make good therapy even if it don't bring nobody back or nothing.

So, being more or less settled in, suppose I should properly introduce myself.

Agent Clint Barton. I know there's apparently a zombie crisis going on outside this train, right? I'm a pretty good shot so if I can help in any way hit me up.

Haven't heard from you and wanted to make sure you were alright? Or you busy enjoying this stop?

I want to get off this train for a bit so anyone want to join me for a supply run? I need something to do and this is one way to keep myself busy right now. I'm happy to have anyone come with me and we can see what we can find. Gives me a reason to blow a few things up to help me deal with not having my sister around.

( Open to all, but cut for language )

I think I've been enjoying this power loss a lot more than I did last time. It's still freaky, but it's better.


( Filtered to Sophia )



( Filtered to Maryanne )

Okay candy was nice, a nice touch train. I was trying to get ready for some surprise pouncing, getting all nommy and pretty when this happened:
( This happened )
After eating a caramel. My weakness! Dang you train!

PROM VOTING

On one of the end tables in each parlor car is a large, empty Kleenex box, a stack of blank paper slips, and markers. Quinn has used the craft supplies in the baggage car to decorate the boxes so they say PROM VOTING.



Tristan has enchanted the boxes so they can neither be stolen nor emptied. Otherwise, it's free game - there is no protection against shenanigans such as ballot-stuffing, voting by those who won't be attending prom, or write-ins. Your character can comment here to vote or engage in monkey business; voting is open until prom on Friday night.

Taped to the front of each table is a list of the nominees:

PROM KING:

Tristan Werewolf
Jace
Marvel
Matt Prept
Cato

PROM QUEEN:

Quinn Morgendorffer
Clary
Lily Luna Potter
Sophia Peletier
Glimmer

So, to entertain both the forgety people and the not so forgety people... No I'm not going to sing...

What's the scariest thing that someone can say to you? What about the scariest thing you can say to someone else?

I'll go first!

To me? I don't love you 'I'm pregnant, it's yours.' Cause I'm totally missing some parts to do that, so it would be really weird.

To someone else? I love you 'I'm pregnant and it's yours.' Though it is tempting to say to random strangers, that you've never seen before. Like 'Hi welcome to the insane train, by the way I'm pregnant with your child'.

Er, no offence Nina!

Boredom makes you do crazy things.... Like sing obnoxious songs while skipping down the length of the train.

Anyone wanna join me in a verse of Henry the Eighth?

Are you fucking kidding me you stupid ass train? Just be lucky you're not a person or I would murder kick your ass. I don't find the whole memory loss thing to be all that funny or even to the point you brought me back. Making me feel like a bad mother for leaving her kid with no one even though I became a bad one when I was arrested. Making me think my father was still around isn't funny in the least bit. I'm going to my room and having a drink or two.

Am I dead?

My name is Alicia Spinnet.

Did we win?

I don't understand

I'm not really sure if I should be thankful to be in this place or not.

Seems like maybe the train's learning, don't mess with me and mine.


( Matt Prept )

What's going on? I mean I see that everybody is forgetting stuff... But is this one of the weird train things again?I haven't forgot anything, I don't think

Well, this is certainly getting old fast.

I'm trying to decide - did we prefer the singing?

Man this train is HUGE now. It was what... Maybe 17 cars when I first got on, and now it's like 30. And I think we're working on small city status as far as the rooms go.

I hope to god it didn't pick up that many people while we were "on vacation". I also hope it doesn't make us pay for said vacation by dumping on us when we're least expecting it.

Oh former neighbors... I kidnapped your room, I can't remember who was in there. Not very neighborly of me, I know. But hey, you can get a break from the crazy noises coming from next-door right?

[Daryl]

In case you haven't discovered it yet, I talked Sophia into taking our old room.

And the baby stuff in ours is for Nina and George. I'm not plotting or anything.

If we go by the calender we have around to keep track of days it would mean today I turn 26. Such a scary thought to realize I'm another year older. Along with realizing how long I've been in jail back in my world.

Am I the only one that knows how to line dance? I've got the sudden urge to line dance to some old country music. Like... The Bootscootin' boogie. Or like Achey Breaky Heart, yes I know those are his mullet having days, but... They were good days.

Okay I just went buck wild in the shops and still have like 420 credits. Do you need anything? Or want anything?