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Apr 29, 12 at 8:45pm ^re: Reminiscence [M] [IO] [C-B]
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The screen at the front suddenly fades to black again. The same low, pleasant tone of piano keys returns.
And once again, I appear.
“Are you having fun, gentlemen?” I say in the most sincere tone possible, “Wonderful. However, I am here once again to inform you that your current pleasantries are about to come to an end because… the train is about to submerge.”
The smirk on your face drops as I finish my sentence.
You hear a faint whirring sound from outside. It is then accompanied by water brushing up against the sides of the train. The clear, flowing blue slowly engulfs the entire thing. There is initially some panic, but it quickly subsides when the outside sounds die down. And then the panic is replaced with awe.
“You have nothing to worry about.” I say in a calm tone, “The train is sealed tight and the track has merely lowered to allow you the opportunity to witness… well, look outside. See for yourselves.”
You do as I instruct, and you are met with a most wondrous sight indeed.
Outside, you see dozens of television screens atop pairs of pillars, each of them playing scenes and events from past stories that you remember fondly. You see Zachary Banes, Lily Seprom, and Michael Black standing before Ramsey, Marcus Gold leading the final battle against Jet’s army, and Cyrus, Faust, and Cheesy Mike… riding a nuke, plummeting towards the ground in sheer excitement. And many more events play out before your eyes.
“I haven’t forgotten.” I announce, “And I wanted to show you all a glimpse of those old times, what fun we had… a stepping stone set before the reunion ahead.”
You don’t turn your head to face the screen, but you hear me perfectly.
“The trip is nearly over. Please enjoy these wonderful presentations until I contact you again.”
The screen fades to black, and the slideshow returns.
No one bothers watching it, though.
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Apr 30, 12 at 5:38pm ^re: Reminiscence [M] [IO] [C-B]
I was breathless...
It all came back in a way I hadn't seen before. Actually in front of my eyes, playing out like a movie.
There Ben was, sneaking past landmines, and brutish mutants, stabbing them in the face and shooting his way to safety. His battles with his new companions, going toe to toe with that boy, using a shishkabab. His last dying breaths in the tent where he lay.
Jim, being chased by the pack of dogs, staring as the MIRV had been taken from his grasp, as he was mauled by the Remnant Howler, and ultimately murdered by Odin.
Anupa, taking his frightened steps out into the wastes for the first time, trying to track down Zachary Banes with the help of Angela. Watching as both of them were savagely beaten, and abused by the raiders, with Angela killing herself. Him taking refuge with the Berserkers, fighting Caesars Legion to help Zachary Banes.
Audriana, fighting with Ben in the Battle of the Enclave, coming to the aid of Zoey Odessa. Odin and Her trying to prevent the outcast assault, and ultimately her getting shot down by a tank.
Odin traveling with his pack, switching sides, protecting his master, being injected with the enhanced FEV virus, and becoming an ever-growing beast. Eventually going his separate ways, and coming to the rescue when Anupa needed him.
Bubba, running from his abusive masters, and coming across Odesh. Both sitting and eating mirelurk, whilst fighting off greenhorns whom so rudely interrupted in a swarm of incomprehensible gibberish. Both of them sitting above the bog, watching the sun descend.
Lyla, crying in her cage, and kissing Theron as he released her. Her running from Cazadors, and finding the crawling dying man, spitting gibberish from another land. Watching as El decapitated Smith, and The Beast ripping off the arm of the Endless Walker.
Then Faust, shooting his beloved Wunderwaffe at the Walker, finding Danny lying in the sun, dying. Witnessing as he took on the mobile Festus with the pulse gun, drinking with Mike, riding the Nuke with Cheesy Mike and Cyrus, and ultimately his death; spear to the face.
Cavin, taking his junk-heap upgraded for a ride, and getting laid. Watching as he took on the government soldiers in his robot body, fighting with the First and saving Jason, his part of development with the HP weapons.
Monty, walking through the wastes on rotten legs, endlessly searching for the monolith, killing that man for food, and helping the town from the empowered.
Jordan Graham, him taking on the leopard chimera near his tree house. Confronting May, and running from Arkland to the laboratories for safety and supplies.
Werewolf Benjamin, changing under the half moon to hunt and feast, arriving upon Wade, and having his numerous, violent, confrontations with him. Getting aboard the modified bus full of vampires, drawing in his sketchbook.
Ahab, keeping vigilant watch on the banks of the irradiated lake, just trying to locate the whereabouts of the thieving white wolf. Hunting with his fellow comrades, and dealing with the newbie.
And to finish it off, was Gordon Tops. The giant of a man, with a pocket watch for an eye. Watching as he lost himself in the maze of a building. Meeting with Bently, and being confronted by the Great Defiler by the Stone Aquarium. Jumping from wall to wall, narrowly evading the grasp of the monster...
All of it. Seeming to happen at once, while being completely separate in its own right. I don't know how mister Roy had managed such a feat, such a view, and such an airtight train, but his pleasant surprises continued to be... well, pleasant. As a plus, I could tell the ride would soon come to a halt, and we would be able to get off this train. Then we will visit our characters in their blissful paradise.
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May 2, 12 at 7:02am ^re: Reminiscence [M] [IO] [C-B]
I sat there, watching scenarios pass. I saw Jet being squashed and the faces of Team Vulture the first time they saw the Victory. I sat and watched the various scenarios pan out, it was strange watching them having only been able to imagine them.
I wasn't one for emotion really, but i felt a small smile spread accross my face.
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May 7, 12 at 1:07pm ^re: Reminiscence [M] [IO] [C-B]
An underwater train? I think I'm going to be sick. Probably should've mentioned by now that I get motion sickness, and seasickness. Normally, I can ignore 'em but on top of a hangover it's a little more unpleasant.
Only one solution I can think of at least.
I take another swig from the flask and begin to extend my hand to the other member of our group, who seemed more than happy to have some. But, before the motion even becomes noticable, I stop.
Outside the train, there are replays of the events of countless adventures, or would they be called memories, I really have no idea. They were the scenes we'd all seen in our heads, but only ever been able to describe in words, played out before our eyes. I guess that's the best way to put it.
In one, a young man, with short dark hair, casually raises a pistol before firing and rupturing a water main to a house he clearly dislikes. He then turns and runs for the town exit, to flee out into the wasteland that every passenger on this train knew too well.
Another, shows two men fighting in the middle of the wastes, one slightly older than the first, the other slightly younger. It is a short scrap, brought to an end as one raises his gun to meet the others face. They lock eyes, and the scene changes again.
This time a standoff. One man, holding a grenade launcher pointing it at his former teammates. Neither party wanting to open fire. I can't hear what's being said, but I remember the general jist of it. Then the groups leader cries out, and fires from his own weapon and a firefight kicks off, explosions and bullets everywhere.
Countless more follow, highlighting nearly every character I can remember making, and their individual stories. Far too many to spend time thinking about them all. So I turn to make a little merriment with the others, assuming they're not too engrossed in everything that's unfolding outside the train.
So I take another swig and return to soaking it all in some more.
You Labeled Me. I'll Label You. So I Dub Thee Unforgiven.
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