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Yuuya Sakazaki ([personal profile] espigeonage) wrote in [community profile] saveyourbrain2014-01-31 10:08 am

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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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novel spoilers because ova isn't at endgame yet

[personal profile] argents 2014-02-01 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ In the end, it'd been bright. Banagher hadn't really known what to expect, if anything at all. Part of him was still clinging to that endless hope that walked the line between impossible and unconquerable, the hope that he could do it. Save humanity from itself, and the war that had ravaged it for a hundred years. It was a burden unlike anything else, that had thrown him into the vastness of space, shown him how cruel the stars could be, and placed the entirety of the earth right in his palms. How it came to him may have been unfair, and irresponsible, but he'd chosen it himself.

And, in the end, he believed he could change everything, because he wasn't alone.

What he didn't believe, or even think about, was the price it came at. He had no way to quantify the value of lives, and when it came time, there was one answer waiting for him. One life for the sake of billions.

The machine had taken him as payment, to show the world what possibility had meant. Turning synapse to circuitry, consciousness to output. Willpower into light. It was then, when he could simultaneously feel nothing and a little bit of everything, that Banagher thought he heard someone trying to call him back — but by then, it was too late.

So sitting in the quietest car of the train he can find, he wonders if it'd finally been enough. If lying to Audrey when he asked her to wait for him was worth it, if stepping foot into the Unicorn changed fate itself. He wasn't a soldier, though Bright Noa would most likely have attempted to make him recognized... KIA, maybe. Others, Spacenoids, may have called him a martyr, a boy sacrificed at the age of sixteen. To others still, he may have just gone to where they couldn't follow.

There's not much to see now but that boy of sixteen, looking out the window to where he was headed. He hasn't touched his brochure, even though he's curious.

Funny. Staring into space — that's what started everything back then, too.
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