The Permanent Way

CLOSED

permanent_mods — Tue, 05 Apr 2011 01:45:25 GMT

Closed as of 4/4/2011.

Thank you to everyone who participated.

See you on the other side.

-The Management

she so should not be here.

broomriding — Thu, 17 Feb 2011 19:29:34 GMT

[ Arche is in the kitchen.

She's trying to cook.

... trying. And failing. As usual.

Someone, please stop her before she either [A] kills someone with her monstrosity, or [B] blows up the kitchen? ]

leekwhar — Sun, 09 Jan 2011 11:54:11 GMT

[ Zashi hadn't been doing well lately. No, she'd actually been doing very, very badly. She hasn't spoken, and she didn't want to be touched at all.

Miku was worried. She didn't like seeing her girlfriend in that sort of condition, but while something was obviously wrong, Zashi wasn't telling her anything. And she couldn't help if she didn't know what was going on.

So, she went searching. Every time she ran into someone, she asked if they knew what was going on with Zashi. Even if they asked who she was, she'd describe her and see if they recognized her from that.

She had to find out what was going on.

She didn't want to see someone she loved suffer so much. ]

linked_in — Fri, 07 Jan 2011 06:56:30 GMT

[Something is wrong on the train.

Rakka knows it, but she can't put a finger on it. It's just been too quiet, too still, like everyone that's left might be hiding themselves away.

But she doesn't know why, or what's going on, just that something is wrong, and it's making the odd little girl nervous.

She can be found in one of the aquarium cars, lying on her back and staring at the fish going overhead behind the glass.]

And new passenger appears!

hubrisextremeis — Fri, 07 Jan 2011 02:18:29 GMT

[Pride wasn't that happy. Not really. He'd been on his way north, and now he was here.

In a stupidly hightech train that he couldn't get out of. Selim was held in his arms, the bunny shivering a little, betraying Pride's own fear. The human-turned-monster looked down at his soul, and whimpered softly. ] I'll find someone.

And find out what's going on?

Yea. With force if needed.

Pride... [Selim's ears drooped as the pair continued down through the train. She didn't like the sound of that and hoped he didn't do anything to get them kicked off.]

[Backdate of fail! December 12th]

spiritingwitch — Tue, 21 Dec 2010 02:06:34 GMT

[Zashi knew something was wrong. It didn't take very long to figure that out, really, because none of it made any sense.

Only she, Zuko and Estelle seemed to be running in to the constant stream of bad lack and unfortunate happenings. All the remaining passengers (few though they were) were doing just fine. No one had fallen in to the pool, gotten stuck in freak snowstorms in the out door cars, trapped inside their own apartment bathroom for no logical reason, pushed in to thorn bushes, attacked by the AI nurses for absolutely no reason, or chased by, of all things, rabid chihuahuas.

Zashi never did like little yappy dogs...

But all that aside,it was just too convenient, since all of it lined up perfectly with the attack on Estelle from another passenger. She and Zuko had gotten the story about three days after their bad luck had started when they were both nearly trapped in a room that was randomly flooding. It took Zashi another two days from there to work her magic and see that there was, indeed, some kind of curse on the three of them.

Now the problem was breaking the curse. And hope that some how she could still keep this secret from Miku.

The next day, she went searching, alone, which she knew was dumb, but she really didn't need THREE people with bad luck trying to face down the person responsible. The extent of the curse seemed to extend to not being able to find anyone that she wanted to right then, and her search was entirely fruitless.

So the next day she stood front and center of one of the lounge cars, and simply resorted to calling out.]

I know what you did! I know you're on this train somewhere! Stop being a coward!

[was that a nervous gulp from the girl? No, of course not...]

A battle between a demon and a demi-god [Backdated to December 8th, 2010]

evilsmonkey — Tue, 14 Dec 2010 06:48:03 GMT

[Chiro was fully rested from his cursing from the day before. He had meditated and it had sped up the recovery process. He now makes his way for the food cart, being somewhat hungry now. He was passing through an empty passenger car at the moment. He has a smile on his face, his plan going perfectly so far. They would figure it out eventually and come to him, just as he planned.]

Chiro's Curse, adding another victim[Backdating to December 7th, after the beginning post]

evilsmonkey — Tue, 14 Dec 2010 05:17:21 GMT

[Chiro wonders the train, searching for a third victim. He can cast the curse again if he needs to, he isn't that weakened from the first casting. He searches through a large selection of cars, aiming to attack the first weak looking being he sees. He will take whatever object they have upon them. He finds his mark, a girl with pink hair. She doesn't seem to be much of a threat. He walks towards her.]

Hey you! Girl with the pink hair!

Chiro's Curse, the beginning. [Backdated to December 7th, 2010]

evilsmonkey — Fri, 10 Dec 2010 02:42:39 GMT

[Chiro is not completely thrilled with his items, but he has enough for a test curse. It is time to begin with this plans for this train. This is simply his personal introduction.

The badge he took from Zuko, The broom from the sleeping Witch, and the Journal from Rakka. The journal is set aside, however. She had promised him her loyalty...and her friendship. He would not be the first to betray that. He would leave that inevitability to her.

The badge and the broom sit upon the alter in the front of the Church car, a long knife sitting beside them. He removes his orange gloves and takes the knife. Drawing the blade across his skin, he lets blood spill onto the alter. Placing the knife down, he presses until there is enough blood upon his items.

He places a hand over the wound and it heals quickly, he uses his tongue to remove any access blood from his hand. Placing his hands over the blood he closes his eyes and begins to chant. The blood moves upon it's own accord, drawing an upside down pentagram with symbols appearing outside the circle. The blood glows a bright red, all of the lights and candles in the Church car suddenly extinguished. The red glow of the spell is all the illuminates the room as he curses his two victims. This was the beginning.]

broomriding — Tue, 07 Dec 2010 01:50:21 GMT

[ There is an Arche.

She is looking all over the train for someone. ]

Riiiina! Sheesh, how hard can it be to find that girl?

[ it would seem she's been looking for a while. ]

permanentwai — Thu, 25 Nov 2010 21:12:43 GMT

[Today, the scent of roasted turkey, stuffing, and other such iconic holiday foods is wafting all through out the train, beckoning you to one central car. And the scent certainly does not lie - a huge feast has been set up in this car, on an impossibly long table where the food seems plentiful and looks divine.

Kiyoteru's broken-data form is at the head of the table, and though there's no face to be seen, there's a smile on his digitized voice.]

I hope you all enjoy this holiday feast.

AND NOW, AN ANNOUNCEMENT FROM ARCHE.

broomriding — Thu, 25 Nov 2010 06:07:17 GMT

I.

Want.

.. Turkey.

[ that is all. ]

permanent_anon — Fri, 12 Nov 2010 21:02:03 GMT

[After all the trauma and the power outage and everything else that went wrong recently, the train, or rather "Kiyoteru" seems to be trying to make it up to the passengers in little ways.

Once noticeable one is what appears to be the return of the karaoke car. But this time it looks like there's been other instruments provided if you'd rather play your own song instead of using the karaoke equipment.

There's a catch, though.

You have to sing. All the equipment, instruments included, won't work unless some one sings along with the music. All you'll get is silence once the lyrics start otherwise.

Naturally you're not going to be trapped there or anything, but if you want to have a crack at it, you're going to have to try singing even if your voice is bad.

Have fun. :) ]

heartofahime — Fri, 12 Nov 2010 08:48:21 GMT

[Well it looks like some one is finally back. And she's not taking the whole 'I died' thing very well.

If anyone comes looking for her/stumbles across her, they're going to find poor Rina curled up in a corner in the dark infirmary car, crying in to a pillow with her knees curled to her chest.]

rlyangrylepers — Tue, 09 Nov 2010 21:28:41 GMT

[Guess what, train! The lights are back on! As Nick has just realized rather painfully by rolling over on the couch in his apartment (the girls were given his bed) and getting light-blasted in the face by a lamp that was on before the outage.]

Owww... damnit...

[After groping for the switch, he manages to turn it off and sit up, looking around his apartment curiously.]

... huh. Guess it's over.

rlyangrylepers — Sun, 07 Nov 2010 19:17:01 GMT

[Yet another day of darkness and near-silence on the train. This one has been, however, has been interrupted by loud gunfire and the angered yelling of a pissed off Texan carrying several weapons and a flashlight. He's being chased by something (several somethings, actually) and while he can't see them very well as he tears through the dark train, it's not stopping him from shooting wildly at them. They've already done a number on his arm, which is still bleeding considering he can't exactly stop to patch up, and there's a nice bump on his forehead from when one of them slammed him in to a wall earlier.

He's actually hit a few of the creatures already (they look a bit like the weird wolves that attacked Miku months earlier, but they're smaller and there's a lot more of them), leaving a trail of small dead monsters from where he's been, but the ones that are still coming aren't exactly letting up, either.]

I'll take zombies over this bullshit any day!

[Barreling in to the next car, he dodges one leaping for his throat by rolling on the ground and firing at it just as it passes over his head. It yelps and hits the ground with a sickening crunch, but stops moving.

Unfortunately there's still more coming.]

Sonofabitch!

[Well he's certainly had enough of this. Jumping to his feet, he turns his flashlight upward, illuminating an air vent and the grate covering it. With a single shot he knocks the grate off with a very loud clatter, jumping up in to the air vent just as the creatures start nipping at his heels. Turning around and lying on his stomach in the vent, he sneers down at them and rips the "Peace Keeper" shotgun off his back.]

Say goodnight, freaks.

[Three deafening booms rock the car, and when the dust settles from the massive shot gun blasts, there's little more than smears left of the monsters on the ground. Unfortunately the Peace Keeper is not a kind nor a selective gun, and its turned that half of the car in to even more of a mess.

But its over. Nick can't see or hear any more of the damned monsters coming at him. Letting out a sigh, he drops his head down on the cool metal of the grate, arms draping over the edge.]

Thank effin' God... damn monsters...

[Yeah, he's just going to lay like that for a while, completely unaware that he looks like a dead body hanging out of the vent like that. The blood dripping down his injured arm doesn't exactly help.]

fahrenheit932 — Sun, 07 Nov 2010 04:29:45 GMT

[It's barely been two days since Arche was killed, and Zuko hasn't gone too far from where he stopped, which just so happened to be another one of the lounge cars. Somewhere he hid her body where he hoped she'd be safe, and after getting enough supplies (actually more than enough - he's ridiculously prepared) he's set himself up in that car to wait it out.

Of course he's upset. Who wouldn't be after finding their girlfriend mauled to death and then narrowly escaping death themselves from a psychopathic smog-being? But he knows he needs to hold it together and can only hope that after the power comes back, Arche will to.

That's what train AI promised after all, wasn't it?

So if anyone is looking for Zuko, or just happens to stumble upon this car they'll be greeted by a mass of candles on the various tables, chairs and counters in various states of lit and melted. Zuko will be in a corner on the floor, attempting to read by candle light, several loaded pistols nearby.

Not that he's actually reading. He's just staring at the same page he has been for the past two hours.]

crystalhexus — Fri, 05 Nov 2010 14:51:15 GMT

[He did love the darkness. The only problem with this particular darkness was there was no power. No power means no pollution with the exception of the city cars. But it also meant unsuspecting victims. He hid deep within the darkness waiting for anyone to cross his path. He would have fun with this blackout.

Come into the darkness, if you dare. *evil laugh*]

broomriding — Fri, 05 Nov 2010 10:56:37 GMT

[ had the lights been on, people may have been able to hear some sort of a battle raging at some point on the train.

but some monstrous thing had taken advantage of the blackout, and caught the ordinarily well-prepared fonist by surprise. poor girl never stood a chance in these conditions.

Ya'll had best watch your step.

If you don't, you may just trip over a bloodied corpse. Her broom lay farther away, miraculously unharmed except for perhaps a few splinters. ]

( ooc: yep, she dead. 8| but not erased. she'll be back in a week. also, I was too lazy to write out a battle scene. |D;;; )

o2o

bruleanneau — Thu, 04 Nov 2010 18:29:42 GMT

[Instead of a nice and pristine bar car, you come across one smelling of smoke and damp; bar stools, chairs, and tables all kicked and broken.

The bar itself was left alone with one remaining stool, the bottles and glasses standing and full as if nothing at all had come by and destroyed the rest of the car. The stool is occupied by a brooding redhead who has managed to surround himself with bottles of varying heights of remaining liquid. Yet they're all of one particular type: sake.

Lavi's face is either red from being drunk or from crying, it's rather hard to tell. But all the same it's almost impossible to see his face at the moment with it buried so deeply in his arms.

Might even be asleep...]

spiritingwitch — Tue, 02 Nov 2010 19:31:03 GMT

[So much for peace and quiet. Of course KYTEU11 (apparently now going by Kiyoteru, thanks to Miku) did warn that something was going to happen.

And that something starts out with a very loud scream belonging to one Zashi Warashi.

Good luck finding the poor girl, though - the entire train has gone pitch black dark.

Hope you've got a flashlight.]

permanentwai — Sun, 31 Oct 2010 20:02:46 GMT

[Despite what happened to Zuko, Ziva and Estelle, the train has been surprisingly quiet. Almost too quiet. Especially considering its supposed to be Halloween weekend.

So on this seemingly inconspicuous holiday, its only natural something strange has to happen.

Its going to come in the form of... well. A form. A human form broken up by data lines, and no discernible features. Its shown up in all the cars, and winds up just standing there for several minutes, silent. It doesn't even look all that stable.

But eventually, it does start speaking, voice distorted but clearly male.]

Passengers... I'm sorry to present myself to you this way, but one of your own has convinced me I owe you all an explanation...

And... an apology, in advance. What I'm about to tell you may put in motion events I can't control, but it has to be done.

I have no name. I am only designated by a call number, KYTEU11. Myself and the other Artificial Intelligence, MRY12 were made specifically for this train to act as guides for the passengers that we brought aboard.

Something has gone wrong.

You see... the things that I showed you on the screens are the lives you were meant to have. You were all either born in to, or found your way in to, universes that your souls didn't belong to. Some of you have been fractured in to more than one. The society responsible for this train, for my existence and your reason here believe that this phenomenon is starting to pull the universe apart.

I'm sorry to place this heavy burden on you all, but this is what they have found. They built the train with the intent of picking up the anomalies. The plan beyond that was unknown.

However... MRY12 has some how been corrupted, and that corruption has caused her to believe that the only way to end the catastrophe that will surely come if the universe comes apart is to eliminate all of you.

I have tried to stop her. In some sense I have succeeded. The monsters and creatures she has sent have been futile attempts thus far, since the same data corruption that has turned her to this has also given me the ability to revive passengers that die. Again, I apologize. Its not a pleasant process, but there's nothing much I can do about that. I have tried to make it up to you all in small ways, with the amenities that make this place... livable. Our directive is still in effect, it prevents me from being able to send people home all at once, though I have managed it at times in the past in desperate situations in which I had no choice.

MRY12's corruption is going deeper, though. She is becoming stronger than me, and I'm not entirely sure how much longer I can continue to fight her off. The "Agents" she has some how managed to bring aboard are far, far more dangerous than anything she's conjured before. Again... I am truly sorry... but if you are caught by an Agent, they will kill you, and erase you from existence. Avoid them, please. I cannot bring you back from that fate.

All I can give you right now... is reasons. Reasons and warnings. MRY12 is adamant in her mission. Please, be careful... in some strange way I have come to care about my passengers like one might... care for friends. I will do everything in my power to keep you all safe.

I have a limited amount of time in this form. If you have questions, ask them now. I will do my best to answer. Thank you.

[The image flickers a little, but steadies. He's waiting to answer any questions the passengers might have.]

((ooc: just like it says, your characters can ask KYTEU11 questions for a limited amount of time. He might not always have an answer, or an answer your character likes but he will still talk to everyone. On that note, Taco and I are going to a Halloween party later, so this might take a while to get through. HOWEVER AS SOON AS HE IS GONE the next plot will start. Immediately. =D Have fun~))

evilsmonkey — Thu, 28 Oct 2010 06:19:43 GMT

[The boy walks back and forth through the observation car, a wide grin on his face. On a table, under his jacket, not too far form him lies three objects; a badge, a broom, and a journal. From behind closed teeth a very creepy twisted giggle emits from the boy. He has been thinking for a long time and finally realized what the train was showing him. It was showing him what he would never have. Showing him the impossible. Why? To further his faith in his master. His master was everything. The First was everything. Evil was everything. It was time to make these good beings suffer. Another giggle emits from the boy as he continues to pace. Careful to those who poke. He's gone crazy....er]

allofherheart — Mon, 11 Oct 2010 00:36:43 GMT

[Not this crap again! Milagro pouts as she stares at the train car. It had to be the stupid, freaking--- if she ever got off this train AGAIN, she swore that she'll never ever ride trains again! With these, you never knew if you actually could get sucked into another world and... she took a deep breath and began to call upon more cards.

Holding her staff before her, Mila closed her eyes and concentrated.] Arrow! Save me!

[But no matter how many arrows - no matter how much she pounded on this door - it seemed nothing would change. Mila sighed, held another round of cards, and... kept going. It may be futile, but it was better than sitting around and doing nothing.]

fahrenheit932 — Sat, 09 Oct 2010 02:28:19 GMT

[The train has been rather quiet since last week (save for Miku running off to find out what was going on) and Zuko is actually kind of bored for once. Luckily he's managed to find some books he actually wanted to read in the library and lugged them back to his room.

He's now curled up all cozy in his bed, reading.

Of course this means he absolutely needs to be bothered.]