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bulletinthedark2019-05-19 03:26 pm
THE CONTROL ROOM | FAREWELL LOG
With the clock ticking down, down, down, a decision has been made.
HENRIETTA SAVAGE
There's an agonizing hesitation, and then the keypad blinks. The control room opens. The final hour, and they've made it with no causalities.
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This will be your catchall mingle for any thread taking place in the seventh hour and beyond. When the train stops, they'll find themselves in a desolate, uninhabited stretch of unknown land. The tracks stopping not terribly far beyond them. It looks like they made it with just enough time to spare. But now, they'll have to work together to make their way home. And just where is home?
Maybe a friendly camp somewhere nearby will take you in and help you get to where you need to be, but all there is to do now is walk.
There's an agonizing hesitation, and then the keypad blinks. The control room opens. The final hour, and they've made it with no causalities.
This will be your catchall mingle for any thread taking place in the seventh hour and beyond. When the train stops, they'll find themselves in a desolate, uninhabited stretch of unknown land. The tracks stopping not terribly far beyond them. It looks like they made it with just enough time to spare. But now, they'll have to work together to make their way home. And just where is home?
Maybe a friendly camp somewhere nearby will take you in and help you get to where you need to be, but all there is to do now is walk.

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So... this means we're not dead, right?
[but like what the fuck do they do now]
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All right. Anybody with any wilderness experience, give me a hand here, but I think we just . . . pick a direction and find civilization. Somebody will have a cell phone, we can call the local police and move on from there.
STOPPIN THE TRAIN
[ HAHA UHHHHHHHH WE'RE STILL MOVING GUYS
Akechi barely makes a noise before he darts into the control room. Immediately he seizes on the controls. Weirdly, he seems to have at least some familiarity with them. ]
Dammit...! We're still out of control! We have to slow it down! You! Come here!
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What do you want me to do?
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once they're all fairly assured of safety, maybe even after they get the door open, Akechi will finally do something he's been waiting to do for hours:
He'll huff a laugh, and turn out his pants pockets.
About 60 pills fall out, clattering on the floor.
Murmured, in a very ... smooth voice, very calm: ]
It really was quite fortunate for me you fools never asked to have us turn out our pockets. I truly didn't have a contingency plan for that one. Getting rid of the can of turpentine and the pill bottle was simple enough, of course, but I never did have a chance to use the pills themselves. Well, I suppose it all worked out in the end, didn't it? Shockingly, this group actually had enough collective intelligence to solve the mystery and get us all out of here alive. I really wasn't sure you had it in you for about the first five hours.
Ah! If anyone's wondering, my note read, in full: To you, the promise of truth justifies every taken risk. Little though it matters now. All's well that ends well, isn't that right?
[ ... he's absolutely, 100% gonna just stroll right off the train unless somebody stops him. bye! ]
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[She's just gonna slap him on the back. You're so fucking funny Akechi.]
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Hey, Hazama-san, could I have the bottle back?
[so they have somewhere to put these...]
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Wait, WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU PLANNING TO DO?!
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. . . what were you doing with that stuff, buddy?
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[What an awful, terrible day.]
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Well Hazama is going to just...smile and give Akechi a round of applause. ]
Not bad, not bad. Poisoning wouldn't have been my preferred method though, but I suppose we know so little about each other that a simple frame would have been enough.
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[Hearing someone had been planning to use the murder route doesn't surprise him at all, and neither does the villain speech, but really, look around you, Akechi]
Dying of heat wave or whatever before you reach wherever's the nearest town would be humiliating after surviving the train.
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So what, you were just going to forcefeed us all pills? I don't think you thought this through.
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Well, if we can find a phone or a computer connected to the internet, I can try to contact my father. He's probably been dealing with enough with me missing, so I doubt the Nightray dukedom would be against helping everyone find a way home.
[Sorry, convenient rich kid.]
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[Thankfully, she's a pretty nice person]
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You folks did well.
[Anticlimactic! But, like, she's tired. Bury her in the sand and let a lizard bite her already, jeez.
She's here to answer questions and shit if you have them, though, whether you want a Q&A about the mystery or just want to know where the nearest town is.]
Thank you.
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[Apparently that's Moloch's main concern with what happened. After surviving this train mystery looks like he's trying to focus on unimportant details. Anything to distract himself]
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[you know, minions]
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