You left me alone with nothing but cleaning supplies and a notebook!

[washibot]

Who: Raptor (Or Raptor's fanfic) and you
Where: All over the train
When: After the Voidtreckers return from the Jinnjar mission
What: Raptor didn't go on the mission, she's been alone for days, and may be a little stir crazy

Kitchen, Library, or the Lab

When is the last place this place was so clean it sparkled? When were the kitchen counters so clean you could ponder the possibility of eating off them? When was every book in the library set up, alphabetically, by author? The lab is new. It just looks like an engineering type moved everything to where it would most logically be moved. But the thing is, while everyone else was out being mind controlled, Raptor was here. Alone. In the train. With nothing to do.

You'll find her finishing up cleaning, involved in a deep conversation with the rag she is using, not noticing you have come back. "I understand that romance doesn't have to be the only motivation, but you have to agree, in most of the best stories it is a prime motivation. Right?"

Random spots around the train

You may notice a few torn out pieces of paper from a notebook. You may notice the flowery, over girly script on it. You may notice it also is a fanfic apparently about people on the train. Do you read?! Post for more!

The Gym

Raptor is either transformed into Washi Pink, taking advantage of the fact that it has been empty to practice her flying or posing. Or Raptor-283, sweeping up all the pink feathers that fall from her wings when she flies.

Humming a tune she continues one or the other. Interrupt her?

Comments

Random spots

[killer_rhythm]

There are two reasons Haneul finds this deeply awkward. One is the contents of the paper. The other is the fact that thanks to his continued lack of gloves, he knows exactly who said paper belongs to. And she's one of his teammates. Some days (okay, most days), Haneul really, really hates contact postcognition.

(It does explain a lot about that notebook she was guarding, though. Paperwork, his ass.)

He takes some time to see if he can find any other pages, trying not to wince at anything on them, before searching for Raptor. "So, uh," he says, trying to be as neutral about this as possible as he hands the pages over, "I think you lost a few things."

[washibot]

Raptor stops cleaning then looks over, "Eh? I didn't loose anything that I can think of. Why?"

Then she sees the pages and flails madly, "THOSE WERE SUPPOSED TO GO IN THE TRASH WHY DO YOU HAVE THEM!?"

[killer_rhythm]

Yeah, about that. "Be...cause they weren't in the trash."

[washibot]

".....But I threw them away. ARGH! THIS PLACE!"

She stands up and flails more, "FIRST! Everyone vanishes, for days, it was just me, and the train, ALONE! So I did things to entertain myself! But no! They didn't come out right. So I figured then I'd take inspiration from around me! NO! STILL NOTHING!"

Huff, huff, huff.....

[killer_rhythm]

"And then the train decided to... do this?" Rude, train.

[washibot]

"YES THAT IS PROBABLY WHAT HAPPENED!"

There's no way she wandered off daydreaming, then got involved in looking for someone or cleaning or anything else and forgot about it. No way at all. She's going to go with the train.

"No one even radioed back for support like back home!"

She puts her hands on her hips, "Were you in some sort of really cool fight or something?!"

[killer_rhythm]

When in doubt, blame the train.

"There was a fight at the end, but a lot of people spent most of the time mind-whammied into believing they were other people before that."

[washibot]

"I am so tired of missing the fights."

She pouts, ignoring the mind wammied part. Sure mind wammies suck, but she hasn't really gotten to let her hypothetical hair down.

"So is everyone back now, or are you coming back as you loose the fight and tomorrow everyone will be back?"

She has to ask, to know if she has time to see if there are any other pages left, or if she needs to change her name and move to a different part of the train.

[killer_rhythm]

"People are back, I think." Sorry, Raptor.

[washibot]

Her shoulders just slump and she looks down, ".....I need to find the airlock. Maybe if I ride on the roof of the train for a stop or two everyone will forget about the great Earth hero Gumshoe....."

A Random Spot

[chalicejoker]

Hajime is tired on several levels after That Mess, and he's just trying to make his way back to his cabin, when he is distracted by a few torn out pieces of paper from a notebook.

He shouldn't look. He should just keep walking. Keep right on walking. But he can't help himself; he's going to pick it up and read it to see what the hell it is.

[washibot]

And with that the spider queen granted the powers of eternal youth and a heart of justice to the boy Conan. When her webs covered him, the shadows took hold and he became the great hero of justice, Gumshoe! No villain could escape his endless pursuit as they were stuck to the ground by their evil and his gum!

With his new powers in hand the lad went out into the world. Remembering to keep his identity secret so the evil forces of the Dark Ninja clan wouldn't find him or his fa...... {Keep reading?}

[chalicejoker]

This is absolutely terrible.

He is trying to figure out the purpose of whatever this is, so, despite himself, he's going to keep reading.

[washibot]

The next few lines were heavily crossed out before it continued....

Before Conan was exposed to the world of heroes he believed that the world was black and white. But in reality, battles were always grainy and monochrome, bleached of color by distance or distortion. The fighter's uniforms were grey, ochre, olive drab, or urban camo. That made sense; a bright uniform would get you killed.

But since engaging with the Dark Ninja clan, led by Hajime the destroyer, he'd learned that the war between good and evil was fought in hideous technocolor.

Laying on his back with the breath punched out of him and....... {Keep reading?}

[chalicejoker]

"What." The hell is he in there for?

He does not know whether or not he should be offended or really confused as he keeps reading.

Random Spots

[schrodingersghost]

Danny picks up a paper, and reads just enough to be sure that he didn't want to read anymore. He looks around.

"Uh... did you drop this?"

[washibot]

Raptor stops, blinks, looks at the paper, looks at Danny, looks at the paper and flails, "NO! Unless you liked it! Then maybe? I don't know! It was an early draft that I was working on when I started to get stir crazy from being left alone here for days on end!"

[schrodingersghost]

"Its just a little weird reading stories about people I kind of know? You know? Kind of like that time I found out that people were making comic books out of me."

[washibot]

"Oh? You too? I heard there was a TV series in production back home about us, but.... I never got to see it."

She shrugs a bit, "Everyone on the train vanished for days and... You can only clean rooms so many times before you start to get a little stir crazy. And the train wouldn't let me go sit outside and wait in the void like back home."

[schrodingersghost]

"Us? Are you a superhero too?"

Danny winces. That sounded like it would have sucked. A lot.

"Yeah... sorry no one came back for you?"

Although for at least the first three days he hadn't even remembered his life here.

[washibot]

"Ehehehe.... Just me and the cleaning supplies and my empty notebook.... For days...."

She laughs in an almost unhinged way, and her left eye twitches ever so slightly. Then she shakes her head.

"Oh! Yes! Washi Pink! One of the 12 Saviours, the Kyurangers!"

She raises her hand in a pose as pink smoke explodes behind her for no good reason other than sentai posing.

[schrodingersghost]

"Well... on the bright side you didn't get brainwashed?"

And that surprises Danny into a laugh.

"That's so cool! How did you do the thing with the smoke?"

[washibot]

"I'm a robot, brainwashing is complicated. Hey, do you think that's why I got left behind?"

She looks behind her, "What smoke? Oh. The pose? Doesn't that happen when anyone does a cool pose?"

[schrodingersghost]

"Well, maybe? I'm a ghost, but the brainwashing was obviously able to get through to me." And that was something that worried him. A lot.

"I don't think I've ever made smoke. Here." He stretches his arms over his head and transforms as a pair of bright glowing rings pass over his body. But no smoke.

[washibot]

"A ghost? Are you dead?"

She is now poking at Danny to see if her finger goes through him.

"Hrm, if I had the Andromeda Kyutama that can stop even a ghost from rampaging, but.... I don't right now. Still. Can you project those rings behind you and have them shoot out like ghost fog or something to do the same thing?"