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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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[The Peacock Undead is not amused. It might not be immediately obvious, for the emotions of a seven-foot tall bird monster can be difficult to judge. But the hunched, tensed way he holds himself as he sits in one of the seats and the way that he glares at anything that crosses his path is telling. The crumpled brochures littered around him are also indicative of displeasure with the situation. Several of them are charred and still smouldering.

Revolting. This is revolting, what's happening to him. It was torment, the near-eternity of being sealed away and being only dimly aware of the passage of ages and ages, but he would take that over the fate of becoming human.

If anyone walks too close or tries to sit next to him, they're getting a telekinetic smack. A weak one, mind you, because he can already feel his power fading away. Best to use it while he's still got it.]

[[Aaaaand from a bit down the train there is a very awestruck looking young man.

Because holy crap that is SO COOL.

Pardon him, he's just gonna... be fanboying.

Because holy crap. Just like a Duel Monster come to liiiife!]]

[He gives the obviously excited young man a sidelong glance, and briefly considers smacking him with a bit of telekinetic force, too. But no. He was keeping his distance. He was only being strange. He could let strange pass, for the moment. But he did comment, as he looked away.]

The humans have a saying. "Take a picture. It'll last longer."

[That's the voice of an extremely irate bird-thing, that is.]

"Aaa---" Bakura ducked his head, looking utterly embarrassed at being caught. "Sorry--- Didn't mean to be rude, I just haven't seen anyone that looks like you before that wasn't just a hologram...." he trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck.

[Humans. So irritating! His right hand rose, the talons curling and uncurling, but he again stopped himself. Violence would be wasted on something so weak.]

You won't be seeing anything like it again, if these are right. [He gestures vaguely to the smouldering pamphlets.] Not for a long time.

Eh? [[blinking at the... hello did that person burn his information?

To most people, that would be a warning sign.

...Then again, most people would have had sense enough not to engage the clearly pissed off 7 foot monster in the first place]]

You mean you're going to be reborn as something else?

[Neither of them are anywhere approaching "most people", it seems.]

A human. A cringing, powerless man with money and very little else.

[The disgust in his tone might explain why the pamphlets are all scattered about and ruined.]

[[Blink. Blink blink]] ...Karma for how you handled this life, do you think?

.... [That did it. That was the last straw. Have a telekinetic blast to the face!

Which, due to how rapidly his power is diminishing, feels more like a light thwap.]

[Did you just try to smack him telekinetically, jerk?]

It appears as though they'll let anyone on this train.

[Oh, look, it's another Undead who isn't bothered in the least by the idea of becoming a human.]

[Why yes he did! And with the way his hand is raised, he looks ready to do it again!]

Hrmph. So it does.

[There are worse people he could meet here. But not by much.]

What do they have in store for you, Chalice? Whatever it is, I'm sure you'll enjoy it.

[At that raised hand, Hajime automatically goes to summon his belt, to transform, and it's not there. His powers have already faded that far. He's startled at the lack of the belt, and for a brief moment, that shock crosses across the face.

He quickly covers it using the only other attack left to him.]

Hm. Chalice. You never figured it out, did you?

[The rapid upwards jerk of his head that Peacock Undead gives at the lack of belt appearance seems pretty damned smug. But the smug doesn't last, because his form flickers, wobbles, and then he too is dragged down to being human.

He scowls.]

What? You were running your own game, in the end? I wouldn't have thought you had the wits for it.

I changed. Got tired of destroying things.

[He at least seems satisfied that he's not the only one there dealing with sudden power loss. At least enjoying being a human has left him better equipped to handle it.]

Something I don't think you could ever understand.

[Sup Rider monster]

Hey, can I ask you what you are and what you're doing here?

[Hey there Rider ally]

You can.

[Notice, however, that he is not providing an answer. He is glaring briefly, and then looking away.]

[She noticed.]

I'm asking.

[There. Proper grammar. Being dead was no excuse to be doing things wrong.]

Peacock Undead. And I'm perplexed as to why I would be here.

[And then that beady-eyed bird-glare is back on her.]

You, then?

I guess you could call me an inspector. I'm just curious. What's with the form? Can't change back?

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