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[espigeonage]

The Train to STE Meme (SPOILERS for canon deaths)


You know those Train to the Afterlife memes? In STE the canon versions of all our characters are dead. What if there was a train bearing their spirits on to reincarnation here?

This is a meme where canon versions of the characters can interact. They all know they're dead. They may or may not remember just how they died, or how they got to be on this particular train. Doesn't matter if they'll be born decades apart - that just means some people disembark a little earlier than others. Go over brochures about what your new incarnation will be like, spontaneously turn or be human, try the snack cart, fail to convince the friendly but very busy conductor to give you a transfer, or simply chat.

You just can't stop the train, or leave it. Not yet.

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[songoftimaendtimeagain]

[The angry looking skeletal warrior is drawn to this bright and energetic person. Mostly because he's one of the few ones here that doesn't look some mixture of angry, resigned and disappointed. He sits next to him with his hands folded in his lap, bright brochure tucked neatly between his bony fingers.]

You seem joyous. Do you too have a reason to relish another chance?

[dragon_blossom]

[ They've had their time. Lots of time. So much more time than most people got. The new girls are gonna get their chance now, for all that it's a doozy.

Umi gives Fuu's hand a squeeze before relaxing. ]

Like we just met, huh? I wonder how they pick how we look here anyways.

[phoenix_temple]

I hope we don't look too different. After all, we might need to find each other again.

[She can't imagine a world where Umi isn't her dearest friend.]

[centurian]

The Gehophage cure worked.

[ He feels sorta like he owes it to him to mention that. ]

Wrex and Eve named their first kid after you and everything.

[ As for that... other thing. He'd been avoiding thinking too much about it. ]

I don't know. Five fingers are a lot to keep track of. And then there's the hair. It seems like it'll be more messy than anything.

[ He's definitely not mentioning how he's basically going back to C-Sec, and he's going to be happy about it. ]

[centurian]

Maybe. But you can never be too careful. For all I know, it could extra kill me.

[ ...And okay. Maybe the feet sorta vaguely look like his, but he's still pretty sure that turians and birds do not have that much else in common. ]

Are you sure? Because last time I checked, humans were still the dominant race on Earth.

[ And okay, maybe he'd only been there a few times with Shepard, but he feels like he'd notice the talking birds. ]

[dragon_blossom]

[ Well that took her long enough.

It's strange, being in such a young body again, but she supposes she can't complain - it brings back a rush of memories, of when she first met Hikaru and Fuu, Clef and Presea and many of the most important people in her life. All the struggles, suffering, and sorrow; the joy, and accomplishments too. The most important time of Umi's eventually very long life, finally ended, and she sits back, peaceful, sipping on a cup of tea out of habit more than need.

No one could know what death was like, and while the train and the idea of reincarnation is a strange thing, especially when this Marina looks to be dealing with her problems by being a bigger brat than Umi is quite sure she ever was (she's sure of it, at least), it's acceptable. She can live with...

Well, no, she's dead, and that's a strange thought too, but it happens, and now that she thinks about it...

...she should start looking for people. Umi sits up, looking up and down the aisle. ]

[strikeraid]

You got it, actually. Uh, well, there was Rabbit, who never stopped worrying, but there were a lot of times when the pages of the book got scattered to different worlds. And when you rip the pages out of the book...

[youngestone]

That can't have been pleasant for them, huh? Or the poor sod sent after them!

[dragon_blossom]

I think it'll be close enough.

[ Umi's expression turns just a little nervous though. ]

The new me is looking to be a bit of a problem child, though, so it might not be smooth sailing.

WELL i guess cuz u cute he'll take it

[double_edged]

...I'd honestly stopped keeping track a good time ago.

But... if I had to estimate, around one-hundred and thirty solar cycles. My passing, however, was far from peaceful.

[phoenix_temple]

We'll figure something out, I'm sure. [She thinks back to what she read...]

I'll be quieter, I think. Nothing will be easy. Nothing was ever easy, though.

[not_good_not_wicked]

She smiled. "What a relief. It's also good to know there are still mysteries even after all this time."

[centurian]

[ Was that another human kid? No, the hair colour was definitely all wrong, and he knew from experience that was normally found on much older humans. But... he looked so young...

...For good measure, he'll split the difference and go with "middle aged". ]

Dextro-based. Humans and their food are based on levo-proteins. Turians— that's my species, we're based on dextro proteins.

[ a pause ]

Though, I guess since I'm technically dead, it might not even matter.

[centurian]

...whoever's running the afterlife secretly hates turians? Trust me, stranger things have happened.

[ He laughs a little. ]

Well... I don't know about awesome but... [ Actually... you know what. To hell with modesty. ]

Actually. Yeah. I am pretty awesome. After all, I'm a better shot than the savior of the galaxy.

[dragon_blossom]

No. Life isn't easy, though - our problems were just a little rarer than most.

[ Sighing, she leans back. ]

Remembering someone else's life though? I don't know if I want them to feel obligated to be more like us, because they aren't.

[dead_black_eyes]

L glances up, surprised at how much he wants tea now that it's been offered. Slowly, he reaches out and accepts it, sunken eyes unwavering as they take in the kind white-haired boy.

"I suppose you're also deceased."

A fair assumption, perhaps... and a typically abrupt and tactless entry into what qualifies as a conversation with the socially obtuse investigator.

[centurian]

...what didn't you get about it?

[ He thought it'd been pretty simple. ]

[phoenix_temple]

[Fuu leans on Umi's shoulder, just a little bit.]

That's their choice. Our choice, when it comes down to it. Whether they become more like us or not, they're going to change when they remember.

All I can hope is that they don't remember the worst of it.

[strikeraid]

[ Sora sighs loudly. ] Yeah... Sometimes that got pretty hard.

[centurian]

Don't worry, I'm not offended. Some of my best friends were humans, you know. And, one of my closest friends was big into synthetics herself. [ Not to mention the robots he'd been friends with. ] But, my focus was more on combat engineering, calibrating guns, that sort of stuff.

[ It was really strange though, having humans make such a fuss over him. He'd been too young to remember the Relay 314 incident, but he was pretty sure that it didn't go quite like this. ]

Oh, you know the usual. Hunting down rogue agents, surviving suicide missions, saving the galaxy. With a little help from my friends, of course.

[ Hey, it wasn't that far from the truth. ]

[espigeonage]

Hah. Yes, I suppose the Conductor's not telling any of us when we decant, and if it didn't stop during this process, I imagine it would make this new life difficult. Is it also a topical allergy, or is the reaction only if you eat it?

Oh, quite sure. Humans were all but eliminated in 2070, and they've declined since. Unfortunately. [Yuuya clicks his beak.] I'll just have to hope that they can take care of themselves, now.

Re: WELL i guess cuz u cute he'll take it

[strikeraid]

One-hundred and thirty... [ Sora supposes that he'd consider that pretty old, and the air that his new friend has makes him think that it may be the case for him too. ] You must have a lot of stories to tell.

[centurian]

[ Spirits, he hadn't even considered that. ]

Do you think food could go bad in the afterlife?

[ursoreckless]

Yeah. Un -fucking-believable.

[he just takes a second to look at the sword and then shakes his head because he had gang members who went into a gun fight dressed like ninjas. it's not his place to say anything about that.]

He doesn't work for it. He just has it.

Assuming this is later on in the ride.

[songoftimaendtimeagain]

[As more and more people get off, the Hero's Shade finds his anticipation growing. Returning to his youth was a blessing truly, this time, but it's in his nature to worry. One of the few other remaining passengers is deceptively small, but this ghost warrior has seen more than his share of immortal and ageless children and he can see the signs. He looks displeased, and given that they're both still on this train so late makes Shade think that this boy might understand some of his own apprehension.]

It appears we are both to be returned to a true youth. We will have much to relearn.