𝓝𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓖𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓑𝓪𝓬𝓴 {Closed}

[Goodbye...]

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓦𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓻

Female
Unknown
asexual
Crush: None
Tags; None

The Mysterious figure learned in the doorway between the segments of vehicles, silently tossing a silver coin up in the air, then catching it with ease, watching each person step onto the train, all of them with rather sour looks on their faces, but who could really blame them? Being threatened to attend this journey or be served punishment should they resist, "she" was fortunate enough that they were all in chains, otherwise she'd be the one receiving the punishment. Luckily a long black trench coat and top hat hid her identity from everyone's view aswell, her only notable trait being the red paint that adorned her lips, the artificial blush on her cheeks, and her pale skin, the other half of her face being concealed from the nose up. She'd decide to act once everyone had gotten on the train, but for now she just took the observing the bunch, trying to examine each one's appearance and traits, until the locomotive decided to move.

𝓙𝓮𝓽 𝓣𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓼𝓸𝓷

Male
Seventeen
Heterosexual
Crush: Open
Tags; Juniper

Jet jolted slightly, his Hazel eyes widening at the sudden statement from the deer-like creature, but he didn't look away from the window for a few seconds out of nervousness, but when he did finally make contact with her he swallowed the lump in his throat and bit his bottom lip, unsure of how to respond to this person who was so kind as to actually come up and try to converse with a loser like himself, he opened his mouth to speak, only to have a small squeak escape his throat. Jet. He replied, curiously looking the creature up and down with his eyes, admiring how enchanting she looked. My name's Jet. He added after a few moments of silence, scooting over a little to let the girl sit down next to him, or that was at least what he was hoping for, and because it was only polite, a slight black hue invading his lightly speckled cheeks as he went back to observing the line of people outside the window, he wouldn't mind having a chat with her, as it would also help lower his anxiety about this whole thing, especially since he'd never been on a train before, but his social anxiety was screaming at him to ignore, but that was impossible from the looks of it, he'd never want be rude to a potential friend anyway.

[Sori]

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Tim felt eyes on him, and if this were a different situation his hand would've instinctively gone to the holster on his hip. But as a man sat down across from him and began to speak, he lowered his guard a bit. The stranger looked kinda techy, not unlike someone he'd see on Pandora or Elpis. "Oh yeah, love allllllll around." He replied sarcastically, shaking the chains for emphasis. "I'm- still not quite sure if this is just some elaborate lucid dream or not. Is this whole situation weird to you? Or am I alone in that because uh- I've seen a lot of things and this-" Tim made a vague circular gesture with his wrists to the train car because of his inability to move his arms far apart. "-is definitely not normal." He hoped there was some shared level of confusion, because even with the explanations he had a hard time believing something like this could happen.

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Rhys did not like the idea of being on a train- partially because he knew he got motion sick really easily, and partially because what even was this train. His wrists were shackled together, with one of the bands right between his metal hand and forearm so he couldn't even attempt to break it if he wanted to. At least the seating seemed to be comfortable. Rhys let out a small sigh and leaned his head back against the seat. He had so much better things to do than be stuck in some little time bubble- even if it was only going to be seen as a second when he got back. If he got back... Who was he kidding, he'd been in a vault, of course he was going to find a way back. Eventually. After some time. He hoped the train would start moving soon, but with how many passengers were climbing on he wasn't sure how long it would be.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

----Z E R 0----
{The Assassin}
{Species Unknown} {Deception - inactive} [Open]

• Zer0 isn't to happy with the fact that he's being forced onto a train, given his history with trains. How many has he either blown up or been on that was destroyed? It seems like a constant with him and the whole team. If only Axton could see him now, tightly shackled and forced onto a primative looking locomotive that was no doubtedly going to blow up with him on it. Again. His shoulders sag, but he still boards the train in silence. It takes a moment or two, but he finds a seat that is relatively distant from others and sits himself down. At least now he can take stock of the situation.

----H A N D S O M E /\ J A C K----
{Best Boss Ever}
{Human} {Hyperion CEO} [Rhys]

• He's no stranger to being kidnapped, or hostage situations. Normally he's the one doing it, but its still happened on occasion. Of course being shackled and put on a very primitive train is definitely new and very interesting. He watches as people are loaded one by one onto the train then looks down at the cuffs around his wrists. An annoyed huff escapes him, mismatched eyes glaring at the metal. The sooner he could get out of them, the better. Then he could get his echo and haul Helios or what ever nearby Hyperion base there was and be done with this.
  
  He gets snarky with a guard obviously when he's finally forced to board the train, but he does so. He's pushed forward and told to take a seat and he really wants to get snarky, pull out his reaper and dispatch this unlucky fool but with shackled hands, he really can't. But he will sooner or later. So he matches forward until he finds a seat, albiet facing someone else, but still and promptly sits himself down roughly. "Christ, talk about some rough treatment. Gunna regret messin with me, kidnapping the head of hyperion. Huh, idiots, can you believe that." He grumbled spitefully.

[Sori]

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Rhys looked down at the floor in front of him, thinking nothing of the approaching footsteps as there were quite a few people walking past to their seats. But then the footsteps stopped, and wait a second those shoes looked familiar... Rhys looked up, and immediately his muscles tensed. He stared blankly as the other man spoke. Please someone tell him he was hallucinating- and that Handsome Jack was not in front of him right now. "Okay- nope," Rhys shook his head and pointed at Jack with a clanking of chains, "Nuh-uh- you need to sit somewhere else. I am not emotionally ready for this today, please and thank you." At least he wasn't afraid of Jack anymore having won against him once.

[Spiritstar3]

Jaden- Neko shift thingy- m- 18- Homosexual- Tags: xxx (mentions:Jessie)

The light brown (tan) haired male blinked his eyes a few times, huffing as he noticed the chains binding his wrists. It was a good thing, for whomever had done this, that he hadn’t been in cat form...He highly doubted that whoever was in charge here had cuffs that small, to bind a cat’s legs and keep them in place. With a start, he realized Jessie wasn’t by him...Tail lashing, a hiss escaping, he glanced about wildly. Upon noticing her a ‘row’ behind him, he slumped slightly, seeming to relax. The cat eared male now glanced around, taking note of anyone else whom he could actually lay eyes on...

Jessie- Neko shift thingy- f- 20- maybe Achlys- Tags: xxx (mentions: Jaden)

The first thing the gingery redhead noticed was that her brother wasn’t with her...She released a sound of worry, unlike his own hissing, tail moving quickly in nervousness. Her ears were pushed back in a similar show of worry, eyes darting here and there. She noticed the others in the ‘row’ with her, though this did nothing to alleviate her worry...When she finally caught his eyes, Jaden having been searching for her as well it seemed, she let out a sigh of relief, ears drooping in the same show of said relief. She blinked her eyes a few times, then began to take stock, noting those which she could see.

Chibiterasu- wolf kid- m- 10- nope- Tags: Amaya/open

The white haired boy blinked his eyes open, letting out a small sound, and the first thing he noticed was Amaya leaning on him. Good, he’d gotten them to actually keep him and her together. His tail wagged a few times, then he glanced down and noticed the cuffs and chains...His tail stopped moving, ears flicking back, face setting into an expression of contemplation. He snorted softly, letting out a sigh, and glanced to his younger sister. At least she was safe, unharmed, and with him, where he could protect her. Thoughts wandering, he wondered if Dark Sun were here...

Dark Sun- wolf kid- m- 10- nope- Tags: xxx

The raven haired boy noticed his two siblings weren’t anywhere near...He couldn’t care less about Chibiterasu, honestly, he thought, but Amaya better not be here...He’d destroy a man to protect her, much less for entrapping her the way he was. He yanked one arm, glaring at the cuff and the chain keeping him bound. Growling softly, ruby eyes trying to bore holes into it, he flicked his tail tip quickly, showing his anger and irritation. His ears gave the same signal, being flattened to his head. He looked around at the others in his row, then huffed and closed his eyes, pouting, able to somehow cross his arms at least.

Amaya- wolf kid- f- 5- too young- Tags: Chibi/open

-sleeping, will wake next post-

[bigwig.]

✖️ ＫＯＲＥＫＩＹＯ ✖️ ＳＨＩＮＧＵＪＩ ✖️
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17 ✖️ male ✖️ human ✖️ danganronpa v3 ✖️ tagged; --
Korekiyo lifted his narrow wrist and examined the cuff that had been crudely slapped around it. He gave it a listless blink, seeming entirely unfettered by the fact that his hands were chained together, and then slowly let his hands fall back in front of him. They could've at least used rope; shackles were so crude, and the graceless clinking sound of the chains hitting each other whenever he moved didn't serve to lessen that effect. Well-tied straw rope might even be harder to get out of, as well - but clearly it wasn't to his captor's tastes. Though, said captors seemed to be quite the unusual bunch regardless. Korekiyo had been among the first to be escorted into the train car, and had certainly noticed the guards who remained vigilantly watching their charges on the inside. Obviously, whoever was in charge of all this was quite paranoid about their captives running away, though it seemed a little much, considering it wan't exactly easy to escape from a train once it was in motion. It seemed quite possible to Korekiyo at this point that this was somehow a continuation of the killing game, despite the many distinct differences between this and his previous circumstances. A train was more than confined enough of a space for the pressure to be felt, and getting these shackles off would make for an easy additional motive. So, if that was the case, then he would play this game the same way - carefully.

♔ 𝒥𝓊𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓉𝒶 ♔ ❝𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈❞ ♔ 𝒮𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓏 ♔
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24 ♔ female ♔ human ♔ the walking dead ♔ tagged; --
Princess kept her head low as she was ushered onto the train car, trying to shrink down as much as possible as though she thought she could somehow get small enough that nobody would notice her. She skittered into a seat as soon as she found an empty spot, but left her legs hanging out in the aisle like she was ready to run - at least until she caught a glare from one of the guards, at which point she turned forward and sheepishly directed her eyes to the floor. She had to get out of here somehow, but it was obvious that wouldn't be a simple task. Normally, she'd probably be pretty excited to ride a train (she'd never done so before, after all), but her claustrophobia was being greatly exaggerated by the cuffs around her wrist. Her leg bounced nervously while she scanned the car as discreetly as possible, trying to pick out someone who looked like they'd be up for a daring escape. Honestly, though, that could've been any one of these people, and she wasn't yet sure whether or not that was a good thing. She vainly pulled the chain between her cuffs taut, hoping it was weaker than it looked. The shackles probably wouldn't break, but the chain might, or at least one of the points where it connected to the cuffs. She hefted them and debated hitting the edge of the cuff against the side of the seat, but a quick glare from one of the guards left her awkwardly retreating into her seat once more.

[guar]

→𝙴 𝙻 𝙻 𝙸 𝙾 𝚃 𝚃
| mirage | male | tagged; timothy |

Elliott chuckled at the sarcastic response that he received, glad that the complete stranger managed to pick up on his sarcastic comment and reply accordingly. At the suggestion of it all being an elaborate lucid dream of some kind, he cocked his head to the side, “Why would other people be here if it’s all a dream?” He paused momentarily then corrected his posture, temporarily forgetting the chains around his wrists as he tried to lift a hand to place dramatically on his chest; instead he yanked up both his hands which really ruined the moment. Still, that wasn’t going to stop him, he just had to make do without the gestures for now. “Okay, I completely get it, I'm obviously too good to be true, but I promise you, I’m a real person, totally not made up.” As he spoke he offered a playful wink and then took on a lighter tone, “I know I’m dreamy but please, this is serious.”

Actually deciding to take what the stranger said into consideration, it was an understandable assumption for him to make, but he knew almost for sure that it wasn’t a dream; his dreams were always much more exciting than being chained up and sat in a train. “You’re right, though. It definitely isn’t normal.” He voiced his agreement eventually, bobbing his head as he rested his arms on his legs, frowning thoughtfully as he continued to scan his surroundings for a few more moment before looking towards the other man again. Elliott flashed one of his signature charming smiles and held his arms out for a, probably awkward to perform, handshake, “Hey, if you can touch it then it’s real, right? The name’s Elliot, but you can call me Mirage, if you prefer,” - he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly - “most people do, anyway.” Of course, other people also called him less friendly names, but there was no need to mention that, now was there?

→𝙹 𝚄 𝙽 𝙸 𝙿 𝙴 𝚁
| healer | female | tagged; jet |

Noticing how the stranger jolted after she addressed them, the healer instantly hesitated and mentally prepared an apology in case it was needed. Thankfully, they still answered her and gave their own name in response to her own introduction. Alright, that was a good start! “Jet.” She repeated the name to herself and ensured she made a mental note of it, nodding once she was satisfied, “It is nice to meet you, Jet.” A smile formed as she spoke, nodding once again but this time to be polite. It took her a few moments to realise that he had moved over in his seat, scooting closer to the window and at first she assumed that it was because there must have been something really interesting outside that he wanted to look at, but eventually she realised it was a silent invitation for her to also take a seat beside him. Believing that she had taken much too long to just stand there and hesitate, she quickly approached and took the seat beside Jet.

Sitting in silence for a few moments as the stranger stared out the window yet again, Juniper soon found herself inching closer to also look out of the window, wincing as her chains made a noise so she attempted to just leave her hands in her lap and lean her head closer to the window rather than her whole body. “What are we looking at, Jet?” She questioned, using his name once more to become more familiar with it. Studying the area that was outside of the window, she concluded that he was probably just watching the people that were entering the same container that were in. “I do not think that the travels will be very happy.” Juniper commented passively, referring to the earlier explanation that was provided but in particular the end where they were wished happy travels. Looking at the faces of the other people, nobody looked that happy yet. “It is more like...sad travels, or angry travels. Definitely not happy travels.”

[Organ]

Arthur Morgan - Male - 36 - RDR2 - Open

He sat near a window of the train. The guards were watching everyone. He looked at the other "passangers" and kept his calm. He took off his hat and rested his arms on his knees. Whereever they were going, it probably wasn't going to be nice, but who knows. He had robbed trains ever since he was 15, he even stood on a oil wagon to stop a train. But this, this wasn't so un-guarded. He wondered why everyone else he saw was on the train. He wondered why he was on this train. Arthur saw some strange people on the train, but he shook his head and put his hat back on and look out the window. He is a outlaw that is wanted, but he doubts that this train ride has anything to do with crimes and bounties.

[Spiritstar3]

Jaden- Neko shift thingy- m- 18- Homosexual- Tags: Korekiyo (mentions: Dark Sun)

The light brown (tan) haired male continued to look around, almost seeming to forget for a moment that he was shackled in place...He took note of the black haired child nearby, seeing wolf ears and a tail. So the kid was like him...Well, at least he guessed he was; he didn’t actually know. Tail now flicking gently, he moved his gaze away from the kid, looking about again. Noticing a guy with long black hair and what appeared to be a mask covering his mouth, his ears perked up. “H...Hello?” he said, noticing the guy’s (Korekiyo) sitting arrangement was pretty close to him, closer than that wolf kid was.

Jessie- Neko shift thingy- f- 20- maybe Achlys- Tags: xxx (mentions: Jaden)

The first thing the gingery redhead noticed was that her brother wasn’t with her...She released a sound of worry, unlike his own hissing, tail moving quickly in nervousness. Her ears were pushed back in a similar show of worry, eyes darting here and there. She noticed the others in the ‘row’ with her, though this did nothing to alleviate her worry...When she finally caught his eyes, Jaden having been searching for her as well it seemed, she let out a sigh of relief, ears drooping in the same show of said relief. She blinked her eyes a few times, then began to take stock, noting those which she could see.

Chibiterasu- wolf kid- m- 10- nope- Tags: Amaya/open

The white haired boy blinked his eyes open, letting out a small sound, and the first thing he noticed was Amaya leaning on him. Good, he’d gotten them to actually keep him and her together. His tail wagged a few times, then he glanced down and noticed the cuffs and chains...His tail stopped moving, ears flicking back, face setting into an expression of contemplation. He snorted softly, letting out a sigh, and glanced to his younger sister. At least she was safe, unharmed, and with him, where he could protect her. Thoughts wandering, he wondered if Dark Sun were here...

Dark Sun- wolf kid- m- 10- nope- Tags: xxx

The raven haired boy noticed his two siblings weren’t anywhere near...He couldn’t care less about Chibiterasu, honestly, he thought, but Amaya better not be here...He’d destroy a man to protect her, much less for entrapping her the way he was. He yanked one arm, glaring at the cuff and the chain keeping him bound. Growling softly, ruby eyes trying to bore holes into it, he flicked his tail tip quickly, showing his anger and irritation. His ears gave the same signal, being flattened to his head. He looked around at the others in his row, then huffed and closed his eyes, pouting, able to somehow cross his arms at least.

Amaya- wolf kid- f- 5- too young- Tags: Chibi/open

-sleeping, will wake next post-

[KyokoKirigiri]

Achlys~ I notice a person looking at Jonathan and I. But I ignored it.