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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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[siesinddasessen]

[At some point, Ymir plops down next to her.

She isn't saying anything, just munching on a big bag of ... whatever it is (it's chocolate balls). The dish is all kinds of sensory overload, but kinda tasty. Why is she here? Mostly because Annie seems to not be inclined to speak and sitting next to another person might make people less inclined to talk to her. She hasn't been able to find Historia, and she's not mentioned in her brochure. She just wants a moment of quiet, okay. Try to work that part out.]

[shortspoken]

[ Annie doesn't initially react - though for a second she does wonder if she'd been initially mistaken for Other Blond Shortie and Ymir had realised the truth too late and decided it'd be awkward if she didn't sit down anyway.

Then she decides that 1) Ymir would know Christa blindfolded and from fifty feet away and 2) she'd just get all Ymir about any potential awkwards, wouldn't she.

She has to say something after a minute or two, though. The smell of the chocolate might not be unpleasant but it's really strange. And if she can smell it, there's a chance that any loud, chatty food-obsessives hanging around might smell it too. ]

Eat more quietly.

[siesinddasessen]

And here I thought I had found a corner of the train where people wouldn't try to chat me up at every turn.

[She's not offering any of the weird brown foods, but who really expected that to happen?]

[shortspoken]

Not chatting. Giving instructions.

[ And loosely pulling her bangs over her eyes to illustrate the complete lack of engagement going on here. GOSH. ]

[siesinddasessen]

See? Chatting.

[She's mostly taking the piss out of Annie to piss the other off at this point - not so much because she has a beef with her or even her people but mostly because she is stressed out over the lack of Historia in her brochure.]

[shortspoken]

Correcting you isn't chatting. Look. I did it again.

[ Though if Ymir's going to bug Annie maybe she should bug right back

CHATTING IT IS ]

Lovely weather, though. And these seats. So comfortable.

[siesinddasessen]

All the words.

[She noms on another chocolate ball and looks past Annie, out of the window.]

Your idea about lovely weather fits you. [Cosmic thunderstorms outside and all that]