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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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Has anyone ever told you you're annoying as hell?

Yes. And also a huge bitch who was both alarmingly crazy and also too-dangerous-to-live. So you are going to haveto do way better than that level of weakslime insult, Chumpy! Unless I just scared the Earth human shit out of you and now you're going to get all cluckbeasty at me.

[Dammit Bertl stop making it weird. There's no satisfaction in hitting someone who won't even try to defend himself. Feeling a little sick (with Bertholdt or with himself? who knows) Eren glares at him before just turning to look away.]

There wouldn't be any point.

[He lifts his hand to press to his bleeding nose, letting out a sigh. He hasn't had a real injury in his life, so he just sort of lets it go. Not that it matters here, he can't die when he's dead.]

I'd deserve it.

There aren't any titans where I'm going.

[So yes, it's going to go better. Definitely.]

[ Annie is... actually smiling. Slightly. While looking away pointedly.

DON'T ASK WHY, JEAN

YOU'RE NOT GOING TO LIKE THE ANSWER ]

Yeah, you would. You deserve far worse. But I'm not gonna hit someone who doesn't even have the balls to stand up for himself.

[It's basically impossible to tell, given that this guy's a hulking skeletal ghost warrior, but he's pretty happy. He can't smile, or make facial expressions of any kind actually, but an observant person might notice the nearly reverent way he's holding his little brochure.

He'd been ready to move on, and he'd thought that would finally mean the end. The new hero was ready, and he knew he could rest easy knowing the future was in capable worthy hands. But through some miracle he was getting another second chance. And not one to just observe and guide. He would really truly get to start over. There's a sense of overwhelming familiarity to this situation, but it's not at all the same. He's not being removed from those that need him, he's being sent to them.

He flips back to the front of his pamphlet and reads it again, lingering over every word.]

There's no point, since I'm already dead. Right?

Oh?

[ A world without titans? She's almost curious enough to open the brochure. ALMOST. ]

...What will you do there?

[ LIKE SERIOUSLY ]

Why would I be scared.

[GENUINELY CONFUSED YOU HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING SCARY???]

[ B...link....................... ]

Crazy?

Dangerous?

Huge bitch?

You never had any spine when you were alive either. Maybe now would be a good time to change that.

I'm going to see the ocean.

[Said without any hesitation or doubt whatsoever.]

You don't look dangerous. Sure, you've got those horns, but they don't seem all that practical. I could probably take you if it came to that.

[Guess who's taking a look at your brochure now

go on, guess]

Holy shit.

I can't tell my... next self what to do.....

[He can't even tell himself what to do. Not even if it was possible.]

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The ocean?

[ Whether she's asking WHAT THE FUCK IS AN OCEAN or WHY THE OCEAN WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL isn't really clear from her tone. Because seriously who the fuck knows what her ocean knowledge is like I'm assuming it's scrappy at best but this is why playing au nose trio is where it's at hahaha take that people who play them OU like AAVES WHO ARE BUTTS! ]

[ Omfg.

Omfg.

HOPPING OVER THE BACK OF CHUMPY'S SEAT TO SIT BY HIM INSTEAD THIS JUST GOT INTERESTING ]

So who are you.

[The first order of business for Yoko has been to readjust to her youthful metabolism. Weak point or not, growing old had slowed it down some, and so she's working her way steadily through snacks: there's a stack of wrappers on the floor at her feet. (She'll throw them out! Really. Eventually. For now, chips.)

Her pamphlet is tucked under her thigh, untouched. After all, she has a whole lifetime to live it, now.

She's finished her stack, and pats around in the bag harnessed to her hips.]

Oh.

[She frowns, leaning forward and looking around.]

Anyone seen the snack cart?

Oh no, you fuck right off, yeager!!

[Please... no.. not this..]

[.....Oh hey, Annie...
Jean sees what you got there...]

Aha.. what's so funny, huh? [.........
Why, out of all the assholes in this stupid unit.. did the victim have to be HIM?!?!]

[he's the boss of immaturity]

Dude, 15 is a teeny tiny baby. You're not allowed to be dead yet!! You have your whole life ahead of you. And you know, stuff like that.

[He's tired. It's the only thing he knows, barely able to stand as the train pulls up in front of him. He gets on without really knowing why. There's seats here, and he takes one without a thought. His body and mind are weary, but it doesn't show on his skin. He hasn't aged, the privilege denied him so many times, until he thought death would never come. He's so tired. He closes his eyes and forgets the world around him. He just wants to rest.]

[ur face is disgusting >:T]

You'd think we'd have our own circulation desk, so ta speak. Zanpakutou ain't human souls, after all. But nope. Here I am. Same place as your tiny grouchy ass.

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