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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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[theboywiththebook]

[This guy was sure taking the whole death thing so light heartedly.

...Not to mention he kind of looked like some kind of bug.

Eh. His therapist was a cricket.]

Maybe it'll say in the ingredients list? Whatever dextros is stuff is.

[But, Henry's just staring at Garrus for a moment looking him over.]

So, you're some kind of alien, right? [This obvious question was at least taking his mind off the whole dead thing.]

[not_good_not_wicked]

A young blonde girl slept on the train. She looked in the prime of health, and it wasn't entirely clear why she was even dead. It wasn't until someone sat next to her or otherwise woke her up and saw her eyes that the could feel the huge gulf of years within her. Despite her appearance, this was no child. Just how many centuries she had lived was anyone's guess.

She yawned deeply after being woken up, sat up politely and looked around.

"Oh."

[youngestone]

[Right. Not an Orc.

Kili just shakes his head, momentarily speechless in the face of all the strange words this...turian was saying. Galaxy? Palaven? The last word sounded sort of Elvish but...

He needs a drink. Can he get drunk now that he's dead? He could really use a drink]

I've never heard of any of that. You're...not of Middle-earth, then?

why yes he has a briefing

[wastingtime]

Hi, Starscream. There's another robot discreetly glancing over the top of his papers at you from time to time, and arching an optic ridge. He doesn't say anything, though, apparently content with the silence for now.

[icy_heavens]

[It's not something that shinigami typically fear, and he never had. It's what happens. It's a cycle, even for many shinigami themselves. Though for them it takes longer.

[He'd be angry, he'd wonder at this process being the wrong one, but it's a waste. Why bother? It's not his own death that disturbs him, honestly. There are other people to worry about, that he's not sure will be along with him in the new life. That, and being separated from his zanpakutou. Again.

[But let it not be said that he keeps himself ill-informed, even if the knowledge will be lost later. Besides, what else is there to do but read the information? His eyebrow lifts at some of it. Honestly. Does he have to be such a brat? This kid better make sure he gets his act together; some of this crap is embarrassing.]

[reapsthewind]

"What do you want?" he sneers. Is this some Autobot? It's probably an autobot.

[reapsthewind]

"That makes two of us."

Starscream makes a whirring noise that's probably something like a sigh.

"If I discover the fool responsible for this, I'm going to rip out his gears and feed them to the nearest Sharkticon."

[wastingtime]

A very unimpressed Autobot, if so.

"You are...Starscream, correct?"

Does he really have to be related to you...

[shiromadoushi]

This is hardly Bakura's first time on a train. Or even his first time on this train, even if his previous trip had been cut short.

Still, he's watching out the window in fascination, peering at everything going by, trying to identify it.


...it's only after reading up on the life he's heading to that he starts to show any signs of distress. That-- that couldn't be right...!

And lurking in the back of his mind, just out of his awareness comes an similar reaction, though one of more disgust than anything else. Bad enough he had lost, bad enough he was truly dead and gone from the world where his revenge hadn't been had... to be stuck with his idiot host again...! And not even his own being! The miserable gods had a sick sense of humor....

[espigeonage]

...huh.

Are we made up of chemicals here, do you suppose? Just about everyone should be in horrible pain. I wouldn't say I personally feel fine, but I am not hurting. Humans have the reflex to cry out if suffering, but everybirdie here is quiet.

[Yuuya hops up onto a seat, dimpling it under scaly feet. His feathers mostly hide his bulletholes.]

Ah, interesting! It figures the first alien I meet would be humanoid. And, well, it's quite common. We rather outnumber the talking mammals.

[reapsthewind]

... oh man. Someone actually recognized him. Someone ACKNOWLEDGED him!

"You've heard of me?"

A slow smile spreads across his faceplate.

this is phillip's in case it's not obvious

[dangerouslyinlove]

[Ryoji may be the only person on this train to look thrilled. Yes, there is at least one person here that's super excited to be dead and going on the pathway to reincarnation. Why?

His friends are safe. They're safe and they won. The world won't stop because of the mere fact that he existed. And this way... well, this life has to be better for him than the last one, right?

His thoughts sober slightly when he thinks of the one person who also died as a result of this mess... someone who, unlike him, didn't deserve that. She deserved to live her life happily, with her friends, but... maybe she'd have an easier time in this next life, too.]

[wastingtime]

"In a sense." Not this specific incarnation, but he certainly did just spent a good few months battling against a Starscream. Not to mention the, well, mentions of him in the briefing. "It seems as though we will be hearing of each other quite a bit, in the next century."

Again, not their specific incarnations, but...the same spark-signatures, if nothing else.

[wastingtime]

"Are you all right?"

It's the aimlessness that's caught Vector's attention; normally it would pass him by, but the almost-forlorn aspects have prickled what bits of curiosity lie within the ancient mech.

[dangerouslyinlove]

Are those brochures about where we're going? [Ryoji's peering over to look at the boy-- who he's pretty sure isn't as young as he looks, thanks to power senses being on now-- regarding the papers in his hand. He's been too excited about the prospect to even thinking about what they're getting into.]

[hollowleg]

That.... sure is a robot.

"Wow, so mechanical things end up here too? Hehehe. How weird..." a pause, then he remember's he's angry. SO VERY ANGRY! "Ugh, I didn't understand half of that, but I TOTALLY AGREE WITH THAT SENTIMENT! Reincarnating me as a mere human. I am a ZANPAKUTOU! I am a blade forged in the blood of evil souls! Who did I piss off?! I've been nothing but good!! ... Recently."

[wirsinddiejager]

[Eren is staring through the window by his seat, uncharacteristically quiet and subdued. The way he sees it, there's not much point in getting worked up about things now. He's dead, and that means he's done. Done fighting, done worrying, done hating things. All that's left now is to see what lies in store next.

Well, he knows a little about what's next. A second life is not something he would have expected, but he doesn't mind. He's skimmed the brochure enough to see that this other him will live in a world without titans. That's enough for him.]

[hollowleg]

[There's a familiar face. Zangetsu gets up and sits a seat down from Hitsugaya, legs spread wide. He picks his nose for a second before flicking the booger into the aisle]

A familiar face, at least. I don't sense Hyorinmaru. I guess Shinigami are split up from their Zanpakutou when they kick the bucket, huh?

[comparative_insanity]

[Oh, are some people upset here? Sorry about that, but not this man. Oh no, definitely not. After all, this is all how it's supposed to be, isn't it? You die and pass on, die and pass on, get reborn in new worlds with new lives but the same soul, the same center. You change, but the things that matter can't be taken away.

The only upsetting part is that he can't see a single mention of his brother, as if Fai isn't supposed to be a part of this new life. But he does see the word "adopted" there, and the idea that the other part of his soul won't be there somehow is senseless. He'll just have to find him. And until then... well, Kurogane will be there. That helps.

So now he's chattering aimiably to anyone who will stand still for long enough listen, laugh loudly if someone makes a joke, grab way too many snacks from the passing trolley and then share, and occasionally hang upside down from his seat by his knees like an over-active four-year-old. He doesn't mind being dead at all. He had a long life, a good life in the end, with people he loved; in his future life he can see none of the misery and heartbreak he'd suffered when he was young. It is, in face, an adventure of sorts, and Fai has nothing against that at all.

Although... well, dancing around without clothes certainly sounds interesting, but also rather unexpected to say the least. Well, we live and learn.]

[hollowleg]

[Zangetsu just sort of stares at the kid for a while before saying anything]

Oi, brat.

Aren't you a little young to be catchin' this train yet?

[says the creepy guy who is permanently 16]

still strikeraid, just on a different account!

[oathkept]

[ Sora's had some time to get reacquainted with his old (young?) body - dying peacefully in your sleep doesn't happen at the front end of your life, after all - and he's putting it to good use. He's bouncing between cars, searching seat by seat for some people in particular, his afterlife brochure stuck in one of his many pockets. After all, they had the gall to go first and leave him behind. It was his sworn duty to chase them down and give them a piece of his mind. Or, you know. Not.

Buuut if he sees some sad stranger with no friends who looks confused and upset, he'll crash into the seat right next to them and give them a huge smile. After all, if someone looks lonely and he's got the power to change that, why not? ]

Hey! This seat taken? [ ... Sora, ask first before plopping. Gee whiz. ]

[wastingtime]

Well, at least the young human is having fun? He seems to have caught the interest of a robotic man, watching him with an expression of bemusement over the handful of papers he's leafing through.

Because aren't humans supposed to be different colors?

[shiromadoushi]

A canned tea appears in front of the despondent detective, attached to a softly smiling young man. "Something to drink?"

[lackinginfaith]

*Caren lived long enough to be old, but she still doesn't look happy. Most of them aren't. She busies herself looking at other patrons (creeping in the shadows as always) and eating piles of complimentary snacks.*

[wirsinddiejager]

[Eren just gives him a flat look.]

You never heard of young people dying? Are you even older than me?