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The Midnight Train to Nowhere

I totes magotes get it :)

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Addicted to my childhood virtual petsite again xD Creaturebreeder. Lol :) Had 2 snowdays in a row this school week. LET IT SNOW LET IT SNOW LET IT SNOW!!!

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Dat Fishhead doe. Would probably make a mean Salmon Roll. Is his wife a Shrimphead? If so we can have a sushi party. Love me some tempura ;)

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Oh the last one reminds me of the TV head nobody that was talking to one of the new arrivals at the begining. Those are uber cool!

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Posted a bit early since I'm busy for the next couple of days :)

Fox: DAT Charmander DOE!!!

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

The fog was thick and weighing down the surroundings. It hazed up the village enough, that it would be impossible to navigate more than a couple steps in front of you. Based off of these circumstances, she understood completely why the guides were getting a bit flustered and stressed. With the scenarios of tonight crawling and bothering every single one of them, the secrets that enveloped the quiet little town of Siren Lake were silently insidious. The place itself seemed to be the perfect setting for a horror movie and the very thought was enough to get her paranoia into high alert. Harper seemed to have snapped his final straw of faith and she felt pained to see him in such a state. He had been the bravest of them since the beginning, but she could see now that he was a fragile being, clouding his sadness in a cloak of courage and an eager demeanor.

Their group was a pretty somber bunch by now, many had been lost and it felt as if a year had already passed though they had only gotten there a couple of weeks ago. Human losses, never forgotten; Jasper wanted to break down and cry just as badly as Harper had, but there was no time for that. Funny how she still thought of terms that kept track of passing hours and days like it still existed in the current realm she was trapped in. She pondered about the Queen and thought about where she would be instead if she hadn't set foot in that godforsaken train to Nowhere.

Feeling two hands settle on both her shoulders, the physical contact jolted her from her deep thinking as she realized she had been following the wrong crowd. “Be careful, Mayor! In this fog, you wouldn’t know a monster was near you unless it bit off your head!”, Songbird hollered halfheartedly after the pair of figures, now a mere silhouette in the musky, mist filled surroundings. His palms felt heated against her cold, shuddering skin and it was honestly very comforting. She usually shied away from any person-to-person touch, but right now she needed the feeling of another being to keep herself sane. The steady rhythm of her footsteps thumped mesmerizingly in her mind as she allowed the Nowherian to lead her back towards the cabin, along with the rest of the crew. Everyone looked exhausted, Nobodies included as they all shuffled back to the comfort of their makeshift "home". Maybe it was just the scenery of Siren Lake, or it may have been the memory of Rosen, but she felt water start to well up in the corners of her eyes. Gulping down the stinging stiff lump nearing the top of her throat, she held back the tears with much effort.

“Oh, and to answer your question earlier, I forgot how to do it since it’s been a long time since I accepted a retrieval that could very well kill me, but it’s not impossible. Give me a few moments to remember, if you would.” His grasp fell from her shoulders and she let them, though missing the limited source of warmth she could consume from it. The statement caught her off guard. It seemed like every single quest they were given was life threatening and she didn't expect any less as she recalled the SSF. People had died, a child had died... for a tart. It sounded absolutely ridiculous and all she wanted to do was have an anxiety attack to free herself from this horrid misery.

Nodding wordlessly in response, she paused momentarily in her walk when he placed one of his scarves over her head. The same article of clothing in which he had buried himself in when she had made the terrified face at his heterochromic eye. Heart twisting in guilt; the simple act of kindness made her feel like a jerk. “Don’t catch a cold.”
Glancing up swiftly, he was looking straight ahead, wispy puffs of breath swirling out from under his nose. Jasper's cheeks suddenly felt slightly hotter and she looked away, the scarf sufficient protection from the chill of the night. It smelled of herbs and strange scents she's never inhaled before. It wasn't bad, but she wasn't sure it was good either, but she could care less. The smell of the lake and aquatic weeds mixed with its scent and she suddenly felt filthy. She definitely needed a shower and the now visible structure of the wooden building soothed her.

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Ugh, sorry that my posts have been so short lately. I'll be sure to make them a bit more advanced and thoughtful next post :S

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

At Haruken's remark, she flushed a light red hue and decided to keep her mouth shut for the rest of the duration of the day. Fumbling with the hem of her damp black sweatshirt, she was biting her lip, wanting nothing more than a hot cup of coffee. The chill of the night was slipping past the semipermeable barrier of her thin piece of clothing, the delicate hairs on her arms prickling up in response to the cool breeze. Yet her question was left unanswered, left to be carried away in the folds of the passing zephyr. It was almost as if no one had heard and the inquiry was abandoned and returned by the bird-like Nowherian as an invitation.

A steaming glass of tea sounded quite pleasant and she was itching to get back to the warmth of the cabin. The mayor did not hesitate to agree and shooed them rather eagerly to join Two-Third's at his welcoming offer; complimenting his specialty drink all the while.

With her nose beginning to leak, hinting at the first symptom of catching a cold, she fell into step behind the feathery hybrid and awaited to take their leave. The others didn't look too swell and she wasn't able to get her full night's rest either. In the back of her mind, the disturbing image and sensation of Rosen deliberately choking her was still lingering and she was hoping that a bit more slumber would be the perfect cure to wash it away; the growing lump of worry in her chest hardening.

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

OMG. Dude it does!! Welcome to our beautiful group of crazies ;)

Yeah and I thought Headphones had enough determination to log in everyday and change it

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

'How could she?' Tears streamed out of the corners of her eyes. A reaction resulting from the terrible attempt of her only beloved to take her life away. Confusion, fury, and want rushed through her veins almost as fast as algae, lake water, and other unidentified objects streamed into her choking throat. The sensitive little hairs on her arms danced in the soft bubbles of the large body of liquid as she continued to stay below sea level. Her ears were clogged with water, no chance of any such noise entering. It was a peaceful state. Air spheres rushed over her limbs as she was finally, in a rather forcefully desperate manner, yanked on board the petite boat.

Landing harshly onto the wood, the floating craft wobbled under the added weight before settling back into a balanced state. Meanwhile, Jasper hacked and coughed, almost puking out strands of seaweed from her system and gulps of dirty water. The poor girl looked like a drenched malnourished dog, her clothes and hair sticking to her skin tightly.

Rubbing a palm over her face to clear some saliva and moisture off, she shivered noticeably as she came to realize that she was no longer in bed. Haruken, Harper, and a couple of Nowhere guides surrounded them on shore, while others were in the lake.
A big fish headed Nowherian introduced himself as the mayor and Jasper was way too tired to comprehend what had happened. They were in an unknown land for goodness sakes. A place scientists would find ridiculous. The kind of realm that would slap all their facts in the face. Anything could happen here. She was well aware of that now. The only thing that bothered her was how close she was to drowning. And Rosen...

Standing up on her own two feet, she picked a couple of green weeds off her arms and legs and rubbed at her skin in an attempt to warm them. "Is everyone alright?", she paused momentarily for a response then turned to the mayor. "Then how do you suppose we can get it?", she asked.