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Torn7790 is not online. Torn7790
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12 Feb 2012 11:05 AM
October 13, 1920, Texas, USA. A train is traveling from Houston to Armarillo, filled with about twenty passengers. The train attendant has already clipped all of the tickets, and the train is about a quarter of the way to Armarillo. Dusk is approaching, and many of the passengers are asleep. Outside there have been a few coyote howls, though they sound a bit off. A strange smell has also been filling the train car.

One woman in a yellow dress and hat stood up quickly, hand over mouth, gasping. When the attendant asked her what was wrong, she said she had seen a face reflecting in her window, but when she had turned to look behind her, there was no one there...


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Bio:
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12 Feb 2012 11:35 AM
Thread:Bump

da bum bump. da an da bum duh bump.
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12 Feb 2012 11:36 AM
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Name:Bran HardWell
Ag.e:23
Appearance:A skiny tall fellow with long black hair and hazel eyes which suggest hes indian
Luggage (what was brought with you, nothing more than a revolver is allowed for weapons):A revolver,A few clothes,and a Bow and arrow(Family heirloom)
Bio:He went off the reserv a few months back trying to make it has a writer he fails so far...Soon he caught up in a gang and now he's going to go move down south trying to set up a gang there for drug trafficking...
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12 Feb 2012 11:37 AM
Brandon*
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12 Feb 2012 11:39 AM
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Accepted. Now we can start.
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12 Feb 2012 11:42 AM
Thread:Brandon

The woman seems quite shaken up, and the strange smell from before is stronger now. Outside the sun sets on the land scape that passes by. Out side your window, you see a man in a dark large trenchcoat, with a large sombrero. His image is embedded in the window, with streaks of black moving behind him. When he looks. P, you blink, and when your eyes reopen, the man is gone.
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12 Feb 2012 11:49 AM
Name: May Castella
Ag.e: 32
Appearance: A kind face, with hazel eyes. Her long, black hair is usually hidden under a black bonnet with a white ribbon wrapped around it. She is quite skinny, but not too skinny. She is usually seen in a black dress with a white bow around the waist. Wearing black high-heeled shoes over her small feet. Two white gloves cover her hands, for underneath she has a scar on her left hand, which is truly strange, as it is shaped as a star. Her right hand is perfectly fine. May's skin is slightly pale and soft.
Luggage (what was brought with you, nothing more than a revolver is allowed for weapons): 3 different dresses, different bonnets, a necklace with a circle attached and a revolver.
Bio:May Castella grew up with a rich family. Born with 2 sisters and 1 brother, she was always the center of attention. Her brother was a good drawer, and always drew portraits of her. Her two sisters always wanted to play games with her, like dress-up and dolls house. May was used to this, so went along with it. As she grew older, her parents died. The money was shared equally between the 4 children, May getting the smallest amount. She was bullied at the age of 11 at school, because she was rich. No, this was not a private school. May Castella, now a intelligent teenager, did not enjoy sports, but enjoyed observing peaceful nature and reading. She read alot. And was usually bullied, like she was when she was 11. After highschool, she went to university to get a degree, for healing animals and taking care of them. After, at the age of 26, she went to college for 3 years. Now, at the age of 29, she is a vet. Curing and healing animals the best she can. She is still wealthy, like her childhood. Living in a large house, which is actually very plain. Not like the ones that are filled with huge pictures and..Zebra-print sofas and that nonsense. Her house had bare walls, a beige sofa and other things. She owned a cat, a fat, siamese cat. Now, at the age of 32, she is on holiday on a train. Already quarter way to Armarillo. She is suspicious of paranormal activity on the train, after the strange happening with the woman in the yellow dress and hat.
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12 Feb 2012 11:54 AM
Thread:Bloodrushsindrome

Accepted.
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12 Feb 2012 11:59 AM
Thread:May

Under your seat, you feel something rubbing against your ankle. When you looked unr your seat though, nothing was there...


Thread:Train

Night time has finally come, and the remaining passengers are falling into sleep. The train attendant had gone to check on the luggage earlier, and hasn't returned.
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12 Feb 2012 12:06 PM
Thankyou. :3
I'm sitting down, uneasy.
"A strange happening wont stop me from going to my destination!" I try think about the good side of the trip. Nice seats, nice scenery...But she still felt very uneasy. Nervous and disturbed. She tried to calm herself down. IT seemed to work. She sipped at a warm hot chocolate. She wasn't so thirsty now. But was a little peckish.
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12 Feb 2012 12:08 PM
Thread:May

The attendant came walking by you after he left the luggage car. His skin. Was rather pale, and the shadow of a his hats bill coverd his eyes. His clothes looked damp, but you couldn't be sure...
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12 Feb 2012 12:27 PM
"Sir, you look pale, what's wrong?" I ask him, grabbing his arm. I shake it a little, offering my hot chocolate. "Sir, sir! Are you alright?" I question him over and over. But no reply came. His clothes looked damp, but didn't feel damp. What was happening on this train? May wondered. "Sir, why aren't you telling me? Is there something wrong with this train or not?!" I was becoming angry. I tried to stand, but decided not to. Disturbing other passengers is rude..Isn't it?
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12 Feb 2012 12:34 PM
Thread:May

The man looked at you and smiled. His teeth were slightly yellowed and cracked. He merely said "All is fine miss, please stay in your seat." his voice sounded some what watery and the smell of lake water came out of his mouth. Before you could question him further, he strolled away, back into the luggage room. Out the window, the train passed a small lake, a rusted broken down car near the shore. A man in a black black trench coat and sombrero stood next to the car.
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12 Feb 2012 12:57 PM
Thread:Halt

The train seemed to be slowing quickly, and if you looked out the windows, you would see a lot of steam pouring for mine engine room. Once the train came a complete stop, the conducted came out to the. Passenger car and explained. "Sorry people, but the trains out of water. It looks like thes a way tank up ahead, but I need to stay here and get the coal out of the furnace so we don't waste it. Anyone willing to go and get some water, there's some buckets in the luggage car." The conducted quickly went back into the engine room, and the sound of shoveld coal soon followed.
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12 Feb 2012 01:22 PM
Spirit Rail:Bump
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12 Feb 2012 02:02 PM
Thread:Train

A light drizzle begins to patter against the windows of the train, but this rain becomes no worse. The sun soon rises, and the rain ends. The train is still halted, for no one has offered to go get water.
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12 Feb 2012 03:07 PM
Thread:Attendent

The Attendent didn't seem worried about us stopping, he even seemed pleased. He had left the train after an hour of delay, heading to back of the train.
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12 Feb 2012 03:31 PM
I start to eat a roll of bread and butter as I sit in my seat, I was still thinking of the strange man I saw today, with the cracked and yellow teeth. His clothes didn't look damp, but WERE damp, his breath smelt like some sort of lake.
"What's wrong with this train..?" I asked myself, curiously. I listened, silence. Only I could be heard. I stood up and walked to a window. I looked outside. Dark. Dull. Boring. "Get me off the train..Hurry up.." I muttered. I returned to my seat and started to eat my bread. I was more than peckish now.
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12 Feb 2012 03:34 PM
Thread:May

A man stood up in a seat near you. He spoke. "I'm going to get that water, I'm tired of waiting. Anyone with me?" the mand was bald and frail, in his mid seventies. He had a white beard and hunched back, and wore a sweater vest and jeans. He had wrinkled tan skin, and his eyes were a slightly pale brown.
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12 Feb 2012 03:49 PM
"Are you sure you'll be alright? What if you were killed? Pulverized? Destroyed!" I was concerned. This man looked rather old, too fragile to handle an attack. "I'll go, but I want you to stay here. You're life is more important than mine." I had no idea why I had said that, but it was strange, I had a feeling that I should get the water, and not the old man. Then I a thought raced around in my head, something my mother had told me: 'Respect the elderly, May.' I stepped off the train, only to be alone, The sun was visible now, and gave a light to the Earth. A well was nearby. With an old, filth covered bucket near it.
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12 Feb 2012 03:57 PM
Thread:Correction:May

Water tower, a half mile away.


Thread:May

When you reach the water tower, you notice there is a broken down house not far away. When you try to use the water towers pump, it doesn't work. It has rusted shut. Perhaps there's something in the house you can use to get the rust out?

A man, mid fourties, came walking up to you. You recognized him from the train. He wore a sweater vest like the old man. He had a small goatee and spiked ginger hair. His jeans were tattered. He held a bucket in one hand. "Figured we'd need more than one bucket to get the train going. What's wrong with the tower?"
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12 Feb 2012 04:02 PM
(Ah, I see.)
"The pump..It's rusted shut. Nothing is coming out." I reply, kindly. "May I ask for you name, sir?" I smile at him, and reach out to shake his hand. "I'm May Castella. Vet. I've come for some water. But, as you know, the pump isn't working." "Do you have any idea on how to fix it?" I look at the destroyed house, curious.
"Maybe that house has something! I'll just go head over now.." I start to walk to the house in the background.
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12 Feb 2012 04:07 PM
Thread:May

As you walk off, then man whispers to himself., without you hearing. As you enter the house the front doors creak. Trash and rat dung cover the floor. There is a torn up couch in the corner with a shattered lamp on it. Theres a door to the right and a door, broken in half, on the other side of the room.
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12 Feb 2012 04:31 PM
"Disgusting floor." I mutter. I look at the couch, destroyed. Torn. Would've looked nice if it wasn't so destroyed. I enter the split door, walking into a room filled with interesting gadgets and items. Someone was working here, she thought. And decided not to disturb the 'man' working here.
"Hello?" My voice was timid, I tried not to be very loud, but it was hard not to be heard while walking in high-heels. I lifted my bonnet off my head.
"My..My name is May Castella..I'm a vet..Please, come out if anyone is here!" I talk to an empty room. Nothing seemed to be moving. I scuttle to the other door, what reveals a strange gizmo. I have no idea what it is, but I inspect it and lift the object up. It was heavy. But looked new? Very strange. I thought.
"Can this..Wrench thing fix the water pump? It would be great if it could." I speak out loud, certain nothing was in here.
"Thankyou for your hospitality. Goodbye!" I walk out the house, grasping the wrench-like object and trying to step in clean spaces. No girl wants her nice shoes ruined. I put my bonnet back on, shielding me from the blazing sun.
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12 Feb 2012 04:46 PM
Thread:May

Once you walk back out the broken door, your vision is slightly blurry, and everything has an orange tinge to it. You're in different clothes. The room is full of Hispanic people, the couch is in the corner with a man and a woman sitting. Children run around the house, and a man plays on the piano. A man comes out of the room you were just in, a strange eye glass over his left eye. In his hands he holds the tool you had taken. He wears a white apron and brown shirt, with torn up blue jeans. Everyone claps as he explains his invention ins Spanish. As he finishes, you turn around, and there is a man with a black trench coat and sombrero. The children run to him, and hug his legs. As you walk to him, you black out.

You awake on the couch, you bonnet on your head. A note lies on your lap. It is yellowed and wet. It reads "Bajo el agua, usted encontrará un cadáver que una vez fue mía..." You have no clue what this means, but it's clearly Spanish. Perhaps someone on the train can read it?

As you go outside, you notice that the man from before is gone, but his bucket is still on the ground.
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