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The Mine Car
As characters enter the car, their phones will notify them of a new message…
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NAME: The Mine Car
TECHNOLOGICAL ADVANCEMENT: Gothic era
DANGER LEVEL: High
GENERAL STINKINESS: High
COMMON DENIZENS: Humans, ornithrops, bearkin
CUISINE: Peasant gruel, bird seed
There is no sender. Or objective?
But that's fine, probably! The car itself is completely functional, and features a fully developed society.
Passengers will arrive in this car and be immediately greeted by a fog that chills them to their core. The car around them is vast, and yet deathly silent. They'll find themselves starting off in a forest of petrified wood, the ground hard and unyielding underneath their feet, with flora and fauna in various stages of decay around them. While the fog around them is thick, the lights of a nearby village can still be seen from a distance, and as they travel, the dirt road will give way to cobblestone.
Eventually they'll be greeted with a signpost, welcoming them to the town of MINECRAFTIA.
While Minecraftia's denizens are harrowed and distressed, they're quick to warn the passengers traveling through of the ailment, a mysterious illness that is plaguing their town. It's been leaving even healthy youths bedridden, and while the town mayor has passionately declared that he will find a solution, it appears that there's no cure in sight.
Locations
Minecraftia is a foreboding little town, even in the daylight, with murky skies above and fog blanketing the roads. Still, the denizens persist through their daily routines, and won't stop the passengers from exploring.
Clinic: The town's only clinic with the town's only doctor. It's a small, rickety building that operates all hours of the day. Between the rapid spread of sickness and the steady depletion of supplies, it's a grim place to be nowadays. Anyone healthy who visits might be roped in to help, and those who look ill will be quarantined with an uncomfortable bedroll and thin blanket.
Cemetery: Located on the outskirts of town, the cemetery is home to dead bodies, even deader earth, and a deadpan gravekeeper. The exit door is here in a flower-covered plot, but cannot be opened.
Chicken House: A barnyard building home to the town's chickens. Lately they've been more worked up than usual, and taken to flying the coop and finding refuge by digging their claws into the scalps of bystanders. Agitating one chicken may cause a whole flock to descend on you!
The Dark Woods: The village is surrounded by what was once lush woods, but the trees now stand dark and eerie, an unusually thick fog rolling between them. While there are some of the usual, woodland creatures chirruping in the dense silence, they're hard to find. Monsters, meanwhile, are much more common.
The Mines: In the heart of the woods are entrances to the town's expansive system of mines. Stepping inside shows that the dirt and stone is laced with beautiful gems and minerals, but passengers will be shooed away by miners if they try to explore any deeper. It seems there's several dangerous mine shafts underfoot, as well as past attacks by what seems to be mole monsters.
Mayor's Mansion: The largest building in Minecraftia, situated on a hill. While Mayor Chadsef's staff welcomes guests, they will be cautioned not to explore past the lobby, which just smells a little like cleaning chemicals thanks to a diligent maid crew.
Denizens
Players may use denizens as convenient in threads, as well as these NPCs, except for the Mayor. He's a very busy man!
Madam Vermeer: The Madam is a human extremely afraid that she'll die before seeing her son marry. Which means that she is hunting the streets for eligible men and women, and whisking them in droves away into her mansion to be made over, trained in the art of serving, etc. before presenting them to her son.
Cassy Cassatt: Cassy is an ornithrop and the owner of the chicken house. She's shorthanded nowadays, but business-savvy enough to prey on considerate bystanders. She'll rope anyone she sees into helping out, whether it's collecting eggs, feeding or breeding.
Turner: Turner is a bearkin, and one of the nurses at the clinic. He's taken to drinking his weight in mead whenever he's off the clock, and it's not uncommon for his body to be seen unconscious on the road. He'll try to flee or swat blindly if anyone tries to help him, but he really does need help getting home.
Chadsef: The mayor of Minecraftia, who is notably wealthier than the rest of the citizens. He's young and inexperienced, but carries a Birds of Economics degree, and is determined to bring jobs to the town. He'll just need to make sure people are alive to do them first!
Other
The longer that passengers remain in the car, the more they'll learn, and soon they'll realize the following:
- They are not immune to the illness. They can't determine what it is that triggers it. At first it's a sense of fatigue, then hunger and irritability. Then, the numbness will begin, starting in their extremities and spreading up their limbs, until that numbness turns into pain. Eventually that pain will lead to madness, a state of delirium where they begin to behave erratically, endangering themselves and those around them.
- There is something in the woods. Though the passengers saw nothing when they arrived in the woods, at night they can hear growling. Venturing outside will reveal grotesque creatures emerging from the fog, rampaging into the town and tearing flesh and stone with their massive claws. These creatures appear rabid, familiar but warped, and they swarm the town with no regard for their own safety or benefit. Examples: (1) (2) (3) (4)
- Corpses are disappearing. Despite deaths, the cemetery isn't seeing any more business. Rumour has it that a certain wealthy denizen has been paying to have the corpses taken away. But to where, and why, remains unknown…
Numbers
Numbers! Everyone starts with one that glows on their bodies — as a fun thread mechanic, we suggest they're somewhere visible, but it's up to you!
Because while this is not IC knowledge yet, numbers are determined by how troubled your character is. This may be based on their past actions and crimes, but also alienating habits, regrets, personality flaws, trauma, etc — a higher number does not necessarily mean they're a bad person, but it may signify a difficult time in their life, or substantial personal issues.
As passengers enter this car, they'll notice that their numbers may begin to change in response to certain actions and decisions. The general rule is that numbers change as characters work through their issues. If they make a decision that serves to better themselves, their number will decrease. But if they make a decision that is ill-intentioned, their number will increase. Players can change their number as they see fit going forward.
OOC Notes
Exploration: Players may submit on-going threads here to get a short mod tag with further discoveries in any given location. Characters can potentially earn items or clues as to the car's objective this way. Please limit your explorations to one per player; we will let you all know if we have the capacity to do more!
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Doesn't look like there's an option to go back anywhere, really. It's just fog and trees and stink.
[ She shrugs and starts walking, assuming Jack will follow. ]
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Now would be a pret-ty great time if I could transform.
[ But he can't! He knows there's plenty of tech inside of him that is preventing his true powers from coming out, but also, he's unaware that the train has taken that gift away from him. ]
I'd feel a lot stronger that way, you know! Alright, let's think here.. what is it that you can do since I know you're not a human either.
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You mean these aren't human ears?? How many lies have I been living?!
[ Melodrama aside, she shrugs. ]
Nothing remotely close to transforming. Not on me own, anyway. I'm mostly a punching, kicking, fast-running, heightened-senses kind of girl. And I can see in the dark, o'course.
[ A beat. ]
Now, when you say kinky, I'm assuming you don't mean like curly, right?
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Oooh, baby. Sweet baby. Nothing of that sort. I mean unusual sexual behavior. Blindfolds. Handcuffs. Flogging. Tickling. Etc, etc.. all those really naughty things you do in bed with someone.. or many people! There's kinks with that too.
Thaaaaat's the kind of car I want.
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So you want a cathouse, then. Got it.
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... Well.
Don't you?
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[ In theory she wouldn't mind being a patron of one, if she hadn't been on the other side of the proverbial counter for a spell. ]
Maybe there'll be a brothel within whatever this one is, a nice little compromise? Assuming you don't mind uh... [ She squints and peers around at their surroundings for the right word. ] ...grime.
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[ He's not going to mention?? The eldritch horror prostitute from back home?? Um.. wow yeah he has the decency to not bring that up, but she's plenty slimy and grimy and something about that is sexy to Jack.. which probably why he keeps going to see her. ]
Now that's motivation. Let's get the hell out of here and see what else this place has to offer!
[ Is he jogging ahead of her? He certainly is. ]
Tessa-babey. I've gathered your home is a lot different than mine. A lot dated, right? 'Cause you really liked the boots of mine. If you ever want to sometime, you can try them out. Maybe not in a congested forest like this, but I'll show you how they work if you ever wanna fly.
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Are you serious, or are you just fucking with me right now? I can try them out? Really??
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Of cooooourse. It’s not like I obtained them legally anyway. Didn’t cost me a cent so nothing would be lost if you somehow totally mess them up but.. they’re pretty hard to come by so I appreciate it if you would be careful with them if you do want to try them on.
They will adapt to your shoe size since I’m fairly certain my feet are bigger. They are also mostly controlled by these..
[ He keeps an arm around her but wiggles his fingers into his palm, gesturing to the fingerless gloves he wears. ]
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Plus, courtesy of that last man, she's pretty sure she could take Jack in a fight. ]
Oh, I'll be careful with them, I promise! You'll never even know anyone else used 'em.
[ She looks at his hand where it's draped over her shoulder and points at it. ]
Do the gloves change size too? That's some wicked awesome magic, man. Or I guess it'd be an enchantment, right? Slightly different, not-quite-magic.
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Unless they do him wrong.
His calloused fingers brush and rub against her shoulder as he continues to escort her. They are hands of a musician, but also one of someone who has done a lot of destruction. ]
It’s technology, sweetheart. Same as that device we were given. You don’t think that is magic also, do you?
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Ohhhh, technology. Right.
[ She obviously doesn't know what that is. ]
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Yesssss, technology. Right.
[ There's a big smile— hopeful for a moment— and then: ]
You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you? If not, that's quite alright.
[ Pat, pat, pat her shoulder but he's just going to lazily keep is draped where it is. ]
The year where I am from is 2177. Everything is a lot more advanced. Even Doc Marten's. And for the soul-crushing exchange of capitalism, you can somewhat get by. But! But.. our cars drive themselves? Think horses, but artificial.. not living creatures.. and they'll take you where ever you want to go without instruction.
[ While the other arm arm keeps around her, he's gesturing a bit dramatically with his other as he explains. ]
I take it there's nothing like that back where you're from.
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Not really. We've got horses, and like...carriages. Where I'm from -- and Vanadi, we're from the same place [ sssort of ] -- it's the 326th year in the Age of Dust. We don't even have trains, so that's a new concept. So are phones, really, though we can communicate long-distance with like, scrying mirrors and shit like that. Ya know. Magic.
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You know that pointy-eared heart throb Vanadi?
[ As he says that, his eyes travel to her ears and his eyebrows lift. Kronk voice: oh yeah, it's all coming together. ]
Guess it makes sense! You two seem like you would be from the same world.
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But if he already knows him...
She laughs. ]
Know him? I'm married to him!
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OH.
[ And just like that, the arm drops immediately. See, he's a sketchy person and all of that but he's not going to flirt with someone spoken for. At least he thinks she's spoken for? Marriage was such a flexible concept where he's from, but he knows at one point it was very monogamous. Considering where she's from sounds like ye olde land, he's going to assume just that.
Jack folds his hands behind his back, interlacing his own fingers together. ]
That must be.. wild. You don't end up with puncture wounds after sex? You know, with those..
[ His hands do release each other as quickly as they interlaced so he can gesture to one of his own canines. Vanadi's definitely looked pointier than his. ]
nvm pff
Does he know? How does he know? Did she slip up somehow?
But no... Jack doesn't seem perturbed by anything other than her marital status. Phew. Of course, elves already have sharp teeth, hers are just... extra.
Her smile returns, coy and a little bashful. ]
Oh, ya know. Sometimes. But he likes that. [ Her brows Bob ever so slightly. ] So do I.
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[ Now hes blessed with the image of these two pretty people having rough sex? Anyway. ]
How did you two meet? I take it there's no Ye Olde Tinder back where you're from.
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Oh, that's actually a funny story. He tried to break into the room I was staying in and I almost shoved him out a two-story window. To be honest, I didn't really expect him to stick around after I got him to give me a ride outta town, but he's been surprisingly steady.
[ That's about as close as she's prepared to get to saying "he's the only friend I've got, really." ]
I tell ya what though, his parents really don't like me, hah. They wanted to marry him off to some other rich family. His dad turned mauve when he heard we'd gotten hitched.
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People shouldn't be able to dictate how anyone lives their life. It's your life.
[ That is, after all, the point of his current revolution. Free his people. Spread love. He's just going about it in a violent way, but sometimes that's the only way. ]
Are you two gonna have any kiddos?
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Gods no, are you kidding? That'd be a nightmare. Like, it literally was a nightmare I had once.
[ Phew, what a lark. ]
What about you? Not married, I guess?
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He's wondering if this is information he should share with her. He can at least say some things. ]
Ah, well I was married. Things just didn't work out between us.
[ He forces a smile. If Allison ever wanted to try again with him, he would welcome her back into his arms, but as if now, she wants nothing to do with him. ]
It's all right. I'm sure it's for the best.
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