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15strangers2019-07-15 07:18 pm
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2019-07-15 07:18 pm
WEEK 1
[The train wouldn't stop. Not until very early the next morning. The few who might have been awake would be able to exit the train, entering the cool twilight of the dawn. The star is dark, and few stars can be seen in the sky as a cold breeze begins to blow from the mountain beyond. You can see some chunks of rock floating idly nearby, far away from the station that it won't hit trains, but near enough that one can see they are larger than the train they just disembarked.
Lastly, laid out in front of them, the first port of call: Menahoven. The mountain: The Throat of the World.
But which world? Who knows. Not any of yours. Maybe it doesn't matter. Not when you are so far from home. Not when you have no way to get off this rock without the aid of the trains-and they will not let you pass.
It looks like you're stuck here until the Conductor decides to leave. In the meantime, everyone will need to get comfortable.
There are fifteen strangers left in this place.]
might need the mods here
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Before dropping the Fav plushie. And kicking it as hard as he can.
YEET. Where does our doomed plushie friend go?]
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Then, in the distance, there is a surprised-sounding skreeeeeeee?! that echoes through the air. Then, seconds later, guess what comes flying back faster than a speeding bullet.
Might want to dodge that.]
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[Does quickly stumbling backwards to the side and falling on his ass count as dodging?]
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The doll slams into the ground, leaving a tiny doll-shaped hole in its wake.]
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It's otherwise just....there. Dirty from the impact, but there.]