the orient express

The train is so empty now...

More bad news, yay!

So, anyone who hasn't eaten their chocolate yet, don't we suggest you don't. We strongly suspect it's the train arming us for something really horrible it's going to throw at us. It's something from our world, like the chocolate is, and we hope we're wrong. We really, really hope we're wrong. We hope we go through the next scenery without this thing showing up, and everyone can go, "wow Jaime you're so paranoid!" and I can go "yes, yes I am" and we'll all be relieved. I just know the train too well and if history is any indicat

We -- the witches and wizards from my world -- are working on our defenses, and if this thing shows up once we're moving again, we ... will do our level best to keep everyone alive safe with their souls in their bodies.

Edited for clarification The chocolate will make you feel better if you get touched by a Dementor.

It seems the train decided that I'd be its next victim for findin' random items in my closet. First we have plants and now shoes and if I read correctly coats. What the fuck is the train playin at? If anyone is missin' any I've got 13 right boots. I'm sittin' them out in the hall till I find someone to help take them to the baggage car.

Bill's been sent home or wherever the hell the train sends us once its had enough of us. I know I should be glad that he is not around to deal with the train's latest shit but I'm not. He's left me all alone again. Left before I could give him a piece of my mind for the way he's been treatin' me

So hey, PSA and all that.

I know we don't know when this son of a bitch is going to stop, but the witches and wizards from my world have been practicing a translation spell. Anyone interested when we do stop, track one of us down and we'll cast it on you. We're offering no promises on how well it'll work, or how long it'll stick, and if you're impervious to magic ... well, don't bother =D It probably won't work on you.

If you want a demonstration beforehand, I know there are a few of us willing to wave our wands around for you to see.

If you are mad at me, be mad at me. But what good do you think it will do trying to turn the train against me? They can just as easily turn against you or any other of the vampires on this train!

I'm gonna be punished for this but I caution you all to stay away from Bill Compton. Or at the very least be careful. He isn't as charming and friendly as ya'll might think. Oh, and if any of ya'll see a woman named Tara, let me know. She needs lookin' after.

So the carriage at the end of the train is rather interesting. Anyone want to come explore how much it will actually do with me?

I don't get what all the grumbling about. The dark is rather pleasant.

Hmm. Are you guys undead? You don't feel like empousai. I can't feel them, but I can feel some of you guys. And I can feel dead things.

Huh. I've never shadow-travelled onto a train before.

Cool.

[Sent Train-Wide]

So I got cornered by a empousa vampire in the observation car last night. Are there a lot of them on board? Do they normally just come up to you and ask to eat you? Anyone know if celestial bronze destroys them?

[Private to Thalia]

Hey. So, yeah, there's at least one empousa on the train. She didn't know what I was but she kept asking if she could taste me. My blood, I guess. So, um, just keep your eyes open.

Hey Eric.

Can we meet up? I miss /topping/ you.

Where's a donor when you need it?

Eric has forbidden me to participate in Sherlock's experiment. I do not think it is wise for you to volunteer either because our Sheriff has forbidden my participation but if you still wish to, make sure you check with Compton first.

I am Loki of Asgard.

This place has seen fit to rob me of those I care for most.

i dont understand this loneliness

To all,

I am currently on the brink of conducting an experiment that may or may not benefit a few of you. But I will require some assistance. Those of you who suffer from a blood-lust, I would be most grateful for a sample of your DNA and a few details about your origins. And the chance to use you as a guinea-pig. Just for a little while. It probably won't harm you in any way. Doctor Watson will vouch that I can be very gentle when necessary.

Any questions, comments, or volunteers sign up below.

Regards,

SH

All of these teacup humans on the train is quite.....disturbing.

If anyone needs me, I'll be in my room.

I am most certainly not amused.

Is there anything that we might especially need? I mean, if we are in the zombie apocalypse, I know that weapons will be important, but. . .medical supplies or food that we're running low on.

I want to help somehow.