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[WillowLuman]

HugoLuman crouches down but still falls over on his behind. Anyone looking towards the front of the train would see a light up ahead.

[Spiderking50]

"Looks like something is happening now."

[SOLDIER First]

SB falls over almost immediately.
The zombie seems unaffected, and continues its cycle of looking around and quietly moaning.

[~Neri]

((One of those would probably be "monk" or something based on the weapon, but whatever. It doesn't matter too much.))

"Okay, so..."
The train seems to slow down, causing everyone to feel the change in momentum and probably stumble or fall over.

((One of the Warper starting weapons is a quarterstaff.))

[kj1225]

Kyle just kind of tilts.

[Arcvasti]

Arcvasti stumbles and the box of staples falls out of their pocket. They immediately scoop up the staples and put it back in its original place. As the train slows, Arcvasti slips back into their pod and begins praying under their breath.

[~Neri]

Kevak is still in his pod.

[SeriousConcentrate]

(Being that I was invited, here's my sheet. ^^^ With the exception of the weapon (which is currently to my right on my entertainment center) I just wrote down what I was wearing/carrying in my pockets at the time I got home from work. )

Spoiler: SerCon (click to show/hide)

Name: SeriousConcentrate

Appearance: 29 year old right-handed male, in the 5'10-6'1 range, very short black hair with a bit of white in it, very short black beard with a bit of red in it, brown eyes, small nose/mouth, barely visible scar in left eyebrow, tips of index fingers and thumbs are slightly yellow and brown from acid stains

Inventory:
-Navy blue shirt with factory logo over left chest pocket
    -Picture ID badge
-Black cargo pants that are rolled up slightly at the bottom due to being too long
    -Black leather wallet that zips closed (the zipper is broke, however) (right side pocket)
        -Driver's license, debit card, various small momentos but notably no actual currency
    -Touchscreen Tracphone (dedicated phone pocket - apparently this is a thing my pants have)
    -Black marker & blue pen (left side pocket)
    -A book - A Difficulty With Dwarves (right long hip pocket)
    -Half a pack of Starburst (right shin pocket)
    -Fold-out pocket knife (clipped to belt)
-Navy blue baseball cap with factory logo on front
-Black boots that zip up/velcro close on the side and tied in the front.
    -Dr. Scholl's gel inserts
-Prescription glasses (the plastic frame is black on the front and red on the inside)

[armach]

Armach stumbles but manages to stay upright. He reaches into his backpack and grabs the handgun, he walks over to Kj and holds it out but retains his grip on it. "If you have one of these, then you should know basic gun safety rules. You broke a lot of them, but i'm giving it back. Don't make me regret it. Next time you do something stupid with it, like threaten to shoot a 14 year boy, I will keep it. Am I clear?"

[WillowLuman]

(Being that I was invited, here's my sheet. ^^^ With the exception of the weapon (which is currently to my right on my entertainment center) I just wrote down what I was wearing/carrying in my pockets at the time I got home from work. )

Spoiler: SerCon (click to show/hide)

Name: SeriousConcentrate

Appearance: 29 year old right-handed male, in the 5'10-6'1 range, very short black hair with a bit of white in it, very short black beard with a bit of red in it, brown eyes, small nose/mouth, barely visible scar in left eyebrow, tips of index fingers and thumbs are slightly yellow and brown from acid stains

Inventory:
-Navy blue shirt with factory logo over left chest pocket
    -Picture ID badge
-Black cargo pants that are rolled up slightly at the bottom due to being too long
    -Black leather wallet that zips closed (the zipper is broke, however) (right side pocket)
        -Driver's license, debit card, various small momentos but notably no actual currency
    -Touchscreen Tracphone (dedicated phone pocket - apparently this is a thing my pants have)
    -Black marker & blue pen (left side pocket)
    -A book - A Difficulty With Dwarves (right long hip pocket)
    -Half a pack of Starburst (right shin pocket)
    -Fold-out pocket knife (clipped to belt)
-Navy blue baseball cap with factory logo on front
-Black boots that zip up/velcro close on the side and tied in the front.
    -Dr. Scholl's gel inserts
-Prescription glasses (the plastic frame is black on the front and red on the inside)

(Good! Just make sure to add your sheet to the doc linked in the OP)

The train skids to a halt, and light streaming through the windows from outside. It seems about the same quality as the harsh white florescent lights on the train, though somewhat dimmer.

[Adragis]

"Well, we're stopping. That's either real good or real bad."

[SOLDIER First]

"Um, I'm gonna get a new zombie ready. Brace yourselves, I think."
The zombie soon falls over, moaning again. Its body ragdolls and quickly disappears.
In its place appears a zombie that looks really... low-res, for some reason. It makes you think of lightgun arcade games with tons of enemies that go down in one hit.

[kj1225]

"Crystal."

[Rolepgeek]

Rolep stays upright on account of having already been holding on to something.

"So, we're basically in an RPG, right? Classes and all?

Sweet. I didn't choose Rolepgeek for nuthin'."

Messing with his watch for a bit, eventually he gets the recommended classes to pop up. He may have also altered the settings. Probably by accident.

Class: Dancing Blade_
Starting Ability: Flourish_
Class: Alchemist_
Starting Ability: Identify Potion_
Class: Bard_
Starting Ability: Fascinate_

"Well, uh...maybe alchemist. We'll run into potions at some point, right? I mean, if it's given as an ability. So, uh, I'm Rolepgeek, and I have no fucking clue how to use a sword. Any of you do?"

As the train comes to a halt, Rolep looks out a window, trying to see what might be outside waiting for them.

Odds were it was either death or a save point.

It was always one of the two.

[armach]

Armach loosens his grip and hands it to KJ. He then takes out his cleaver and keeps it at his side while looking for a door leading outside.