Tickets Please

[voidtreckermods]

"Good Morning Passengers, today is day twenty five of the month of Bassoon." Waking up in their beds as always to the announcement passengers will feel a little strange. The hairs on the back of their necks are standing up. If they have any kind of danger sense it is going haywire. They have a moment before a second announcement shines some light on the strange feeling.

"Attention passengers, we have been boarded by inspectors. Please may all passengers have tickets and passes ready for inspection. Please try and stay calm." Calm may be harder for some than others. The feeling can be rationalised, it is similar to the air of expectation at the start of a horror film, or a scary ride. However rationalisation might not last that long as when characters try to leave their cabins they will find the doors are locked. They are trapped.

If anyone has lingered in the gaps between carriages for any length of time they will have no doubt heard the strange sound that can be heard sometimes, almost like faint choral singing. Now it can be heard in the carriages itself. Still faint, but if they are quiet they can hear it in the distance. Almost a cross between singing and crying. Sometimes loud, sometimes barely a murmur but ever present.

The feeling of danger intensifies, heavy footsteps sound outside in the corridors and a heavy breathing, as if coming from a mask. The footsteps move towards the first cabin of the first sleeper carriage and the door slides open...

[OOC information is here.]

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Cabin 1:A

[voidtreckermods]

Footsteps sound outside, heavy and foreboding. The door is locked, it seems for now you only have each other for company.

Re: Cabin 1:A

[hibana_incursa]

Gwen never thought her Spider Sense could actually put her in this much pain, but there it was. And usually when it was this painful, it made her move. It got her out of the way of the danger, but at the moment, it was just being useless.

It was alerting her to things being Very Wrong, but not telling her how to escape or where to go. So she's standing a few feet away from the door, every single one of her senses firing at Eleven. It was too bright in their room, there was too much noise that her spider-hearing was picking up, and her sense of touch was out of whack, too. Someone goes to put a hand on her shoulder, or to just brush past, and she flinches away some as if it startled her.

"Don't go near the door. There's something out there." She can hear it. The strange breathing, the heavy footsteps. It's just off.

Eventually, she backs away as far as she can and sits on the floor with her head down, hands over her ears and eyes closed. She has to shut down something, otherwise she's going to panic.

Is this what claustrophobia felt like? 0/10 would not recommend. Thanks. She hates it.

Re: Cabin 1:A

[tinkerheart]

Fëanor wakes up with a sense of dread he hasn't felt in a long time. Like a threat hanging in the air. A promise of horror lingering at the very edges of his consciousness.

His first instinct is to spring to his feet and grab his sword. Only he has no sword and trying to spring to his feet ends only in him banging his head at the bed above followed by a string of curses. So his next move is to grab the door handle to open them and check what's happening outside. Finding them closed he bangs his fist on the door.

"Open the damned door and face me, you pathetic assholes!"

Because shouting at the door obviously helps. Is the damned thing broken again?! At least they are not floating in the air this time, just stuck inside their cabins. Fëanor doesn't think it's a big improvement.

Only then he notices Gwen curled near the opposite wall her head down with hands covering her ears. He casts one more angry look at the door and decides he can deal with whatever is out there later. Now, that he pays attention he can hear the faint singing in the background. He heard it before but only briefly. Sometimes when he crossed the carriages it was there, in the spaces between them.

Well, he can sing too. He may not have a sword but he can sing. So he does. He sings about the stars that shine, mighty walls that protect, of great open spaces, of the warm wind that blows over endless fields of soft grass and flowers, of the companionship of kindred spirits, of breaking the chains and crumbling of prisons, of courage that tramples any fear.

[OOC: I'm including here a link to an article forgive me my nerdish indulgence for anyone interested what he is singing and how it may feel: On the songs of power. It's big guns ... but he's angry]

Inspector (All cabin mates respond as one thread please)

[voidtreckernpcs]

After about an hour of growing dread and fear there is a click and the door to Cabin A slides open. Filling the doorway are two huge figures, around seven foot tall and bulky. The are in large metal suits, almost like power armour. Black with highlights of gold. They wear a mask that covers their whole face. It is impossible to see the figure inside at all. Their breathing comes through heavy and raspy, footsteps heavy.

They step in. Their presence makes the room feel smaller. The door begins to slide shut.

Cabin 1:B

[voidtreckermods]

Footsteps sound outside, heavy and foreboding. The door is locked, it seems for now you only have each other for company.

[deductiongeek]

Conan didn't have a danger sense. What he did have was a combination of keenly focused paranoia, observational ability and experience that usually tipped him off when he was being watched or walking into danger.

Not that knowing he was walking into a dangerous situation had ever actually stopped him.

But that aside, it wasn't actually that unusual for him to wake up to an unnamed dread. By this point he had plenty of experience in hiding it. So when he wakes this morning Conan quickly buries any paranoid discomfort he feels in favor of inspecting the locked door and wondering whether any of the items in his rucksack would work as a lockpick.

Inspector (All cabin mates respond as one thread please)

[voidtreckernpcs]

After about an hour of growing dread and fear there is a click and the door to Cabin B slides open. Filling the doorway are two huge figures, around seven foot tall and bulky. The are in large metal suits, almost like power armour. Black with highlights of gold. They wear a mask that covers their whole face. It is impossible to see the figure inside at all. Their breathing comes through heavy and raspy, footsteps heavy.

They step in. Their presence makes the room feel smaller. The door begins to slide shut.

Cabin 1:C

[voidtreckermods]

Footsteps sound outside, heavy and foreboding. The door is locked, it seems for now you only have each other for company.

[mtsilver_conquor]

She'd have loved five more minutes, Really. But between the foreboding and Princess's growls-not to mention the clefairy is puffed up and even fluffier than normal- that's clearly not happening.

Wha...?

[Even half asleep, Eva is already reaching for his pokeball, just in case, while the pink fairy pokemon stands at the end of her bottom bunk all threat displays.]

Deities, what is now?

Inspector (All cabin mates respond as one thread please)

[voidtreckernpcs]

After over an hour of growing dread and fear there is a click and the door to Cabin C slides open. Filling the doorway are two huge figures, around seven foot tall and bulky. The are in large metal suits, almost like power armour. Black with highlights of gold. They wear a mask that covers their whole face. It is impossible to see the figure inside at all. Their breathing comes through heavy and raspy, footsteps heavy.

They step in. Their presence makes the room feel smaller. The door begins to slide shut.

Cabin 1:D

[voidtreckermods]

Footsteps sound outside, heavy and foreboding. The door is locked, it seems for now you only have each other for company.

Inspector (All cabin mates respond as one thread please)

[voidtreckernpcs]

After about an hour and a half of growing dread and fear there is a click and the door to Cabin D slides open. Filling the doorway are two huge figures, around seven foot tall and bulky. The are in large metal suits, almost like power armour. Black with highlights of gold. They wear a mask that covers their whole face. It is impossible to see the figure inside at all. Their breathing comes through heavy and raspy, footsteps heavy.

They step in. Their presence makes the room feel smaller. The door begins to slide shut.

Cabin 1:E

[voidtreckermods]

Footsteps sound outside, heavy and foreboding. The door is locked, it seems for now you only have each other for company.

Inspector (All cabin mates respond as one thread please)

[voidtreckernpcs]

After about an hour of growing dread and fear there is a click and the door to Cabin E slides open. Filling the doorway are two huge figures, around seven foot tall and bulky. The are in large metal suits, almost like power armour. Black with highlights of gold. They wear a mask that covers their whole face. It is impossible to see the figure inside at all. Their breathing comes through heavy and raspy, footsteps heavy.

They step in. Their presence makes the room feel smaller. The door begins to slide shut.

Cabin 2:A

[voidtreckermods]

Footsteps sound outside, heavy and foreboding. The door is locked, it seems for now you only have each other for company.

[so_dark_a_road]

Curufin wakes and springs out of his bunk when he hears the foreboding footsteps. He grabs the door handle and finds it tightly locked. He grabs for his tool kit and tries to jimmy the door open, but this doesn't work, much to his disgust. Then he backs up and tries for a roundhouse kick. There is a crash, but still the door doesn't open. He curses in Elvish and then in Dwarvish.

Inspector (All cabin mates respond as one thread please)

[voidtreckernpcs]

After almost two hours of growing dread and fear there is a click and the door to Cabin A slides open. Filling the doorway are two huge figures, around seven foot tall and bulky. The are in large metal suits, almost like power armour. Black with highlights of gold. They wear a mask that covers their whole face. It is impossible to see the figure inside at all. Their breathing comes through heavy and raspy, footsteps heavy.

They step in. Their presence makes the room feel smaller. The door begins to slide shut.

Cabin 2:B

[voidtreckermods]

Footsteps sound outside, heavy and foreboding. The door is locked, it seems for now you only have each other for company.

Inspector (All cabin mates respond as one thread please)

[voidtreckernpcs]

After about two hours of growing dread and fear there is a click and the door to Cabin B slides open. Filling the doorway are two huge figures, around seven foot tall and bulky. The are in large metal suits, almost like power armour. Black with highlights of gold. They wear a mask that covers their whole face. It is impossible to see the figure inside at all. Their breathing comes through heavy and raspy, footsteps heavy.

They step in. Their presence makes the room feel smaller. The door begins to slide shut.

[faithfulson]

Yesterday, Luke had woken up in a cold sweat, the nightmare still lingering in his subconsciousness. He had only been afraid of his father once, when he was eleven years old and seeing the towering black shadow for the first time. They hadn't known each other, and up until he had told his father his name, he had been absolutely terrified of the darkness and the cold and the rasping breath. After he told him his name, he had been less terrifying, kind even, and he had never been afraid of him again.

Dreaming of the heavy footsteps, the heavy breathing; for one, fleeting moment, he thought maybe it was a hint that his father would be coming to the train. He dismissed that thought quickly though, especially with the fear that the dream brought. Something else was coming...

And now? It was here.

Luke stayed near the door, his lightsaber in hand -- though unlit -- as he took a defensive stance before the others. He forced himself to breathe, reaching out to the Force to sense what was coming.

Cabin 2:C

[voidtreckermods]

Footsteps sound outside, heavy and foreboding. The door is locked, it seems for now you only have each other for company.

[dredefulchilde]

Joscelin wakes in a cold sweat, heart hammering in his chest. Something is wrong. Ticket inspection? What could that possibly mean?

His hands are shaking as he reaches into his neat pile of personal belongings and pulls out the ticket he’d arrived with.

“There’s something outside the door,” he tells his roommates in an uncharacteristically small voice. He can barely hear himself speak over the singing/sobbing filling his ears and usually brash and confident vampire curls in on himself, covering his head with his hands. He can’t breathe.

Cabin 2:D

[voidtreckermods]

Footsteps sound outside, heavy and foreboding. The door is locked, it seems for now you only have each other for company.

[myblueskies]

Romeo usually got up when the voice announced morning time but today as he woke he felt scared and like he wanted to close his eyes and crawl back into his sleep bag.

It was a bad feeling, a bit like being near an ayakashi that wanted to make you feel bad and ruin your day. But also a bit different. He shuffled to the edge of the bed. "What's going on?"

The voice had said to have tickets ready so he found his, it was in his hoodie pocket from before he had changed into his pyjamas. The voice had also said to stay calm so he did his best to keep his spirits up! He was sure it would be alright!

Cabin 2:E

[voidtreckermods]

Footsteps sound outside, heavy and foreboding. The door is locked, it seems for now you only have each other for company.

Re: Cabin 2:E

[azrthmtrnznthos]

Raven has scooted herself as far into the corner as she can, hiding in her cloak and cowl. She is murmuring a phrase over and over to herself softly, trying to keep the press of all the other's emotions from getting to her.

She can probably take 2 hours of this, before she's just going to vanish from the cabin by phasing/teleporting through a dark-energy-circle in the wall. (She's heading for the Quiet Cabins.)

Aftermath...

[voidtreckermods]

Eventually the inspectors leave, the cabin doors are unlocked and everything is back to normal... Or is it?

Re: Aftermath...

[unholyandbroken]

The second the doors open Jessie is out the door and splits for the back car. Within a matter of seconds she's lit up and chain smoking. But with several secrets in the open she's not having a very good day.

Quiet Cabins

[azrthmtrnznthos]

So many unfamiliar emotions, so many unfamiliar people! Raven couldn't take the small space, and she couldn't take the beeping of her wrist-device. It was a fight with herself, to control her own fear AND to keep everyone else's fear from making her own worse.

So to the Quiet Cabins she fled via short-range teleporting thanks to her dark-energy. Once alone, Raven levitated herself, legs crossed and arms out. "Azerath Metrion Zinthos...azerath metrion zinthos...." She had to remain calm--for everyone else's sake as much as her own. She remembered the last time her fear had gotten out of control, with her powers.

[voidtreckernpcs]

She has a little time to herself before she will hear heavy footsteps coming down the corridor. Heavy footsteps and raspy breathing, as if through a mark or respirator.

They get louder and soon a huge figure, dressed in what looks like metal power armour appears outside the booth of the quiet coach Raven is sat in. It's head turns. It is wearing a mark but it seems that it is looking straight at her.