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Post by Arthur Reville on Oct 22, 2018 3:44:00 GMT
Great. Not only was there a talking train, but it was a talking train with attitude. Good to know his cracking psyche had time for some humor and with a dead meme no less. That almost gave him even worse of a headache than the train itself, since he was convinced it was humor born from his own mind and it was absolutely terrible. Not only was his mind breaking, so was his sense of humor. As if this day couldn't get any worse or weirder. "Well, at least we don't have to worry about going off the rails..." Arti mumbled as he rubbed his forehead and looked back at the girl who had called the thing.
"This world he's talking about... What is it?" he asked, his tone slowly growing in suspicion. A worm of an idea began to wriggle around in his brain, one he wasn't quite ready to bite into and accept. But...he needed to ask... Just to see what she said. "Is it some kind of alternate dimension or something? Something to do with this?" He lifted the strange device as he finished the question, an eyebrow raised.
Arthur looked over at the other girl, rolling his eyes. "Did your parents never tell you to accept candy from strangers and get into vans?" he chided, crossing his arms across his chest.
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Mae
Official Grader
The Royal Shipper
I'm the oracle that's had enough.
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OOC Name: Bass
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Post by Mae on Oct 22, 2018 4:40:03 GMT
Sane Train emitted a noise that sounded like a boisterous laugh that brimmed with toxic locomotion at Rena's lack of regard for herself and inquiry about Dracula, before he looked to Mae. "That one's funny. Why can't you be funny?" Speaking of Mae, she looked to Arthur and shrugged. "It's a world. You'd need to see it for yourself, honestly. But yeah I guess it does." The girl stated. Sane Train's doors opened up to reveal...a surprisingly clean interior. Either nobody got on this train or it's actually a goddamn death trap.
So yeah, Rena could board just fine. Mae even followed her in! The starry-eyed girl looked happy to have company on a trip back home. Sane Train meanwhile had a retort to make. "Yeah, well, I ain't a stranger, I'm a friend. I'm also not a van. Vans are garbage. They don't produce quality meals like I do." The train steamed. "Get in here before I decide to get going to...ah...Wherever my next stop is. I forget. Prolly the big place."
...The fuck's wrong with this train?
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