Sophia: Uhhh sorry! I think I’m chickening out of this one!
(Sorry. Bye bye-)
So sorry! I haven't been able to get on the forums much today, but I'll try to have this done by AM my time. It'll be my main three randos tho (Suri, Trenton, and Fuchsia)
Sorry y'all. My life has been wild lately.
Name: Suri McAllister
Age: 17; 5' 4"
Species: Human
Description/photo:
Special abilities/powers: Aptitude class- Unknown; Mark on left hand that reacts to extreme duress, specific abilities unspecified.
Anything else you want to add: Fun fact, she was thrown in front of a moving train in ch 1 of my book. She's about as thrilled as a wet cat rn that we picked train, lol. Edit: Suffers from extreme separation anxiety, general anxiety, mild insomnia, and just general awkwardness. Prone to short bursts of verbal rage when severely overwhelmed or cornered. Tends to blush and cry alot, very emotionally driven.
Number: 13 (lucky her)
Name: Trenton Merrick
Age: 34, but looks younger; 5' 9"
Species: Human
Description:
Special abilities/powers: Aptitude class- Healer; can almost instantaneously heal physical wounds through transference. Once injured the pain and damage are transfered to the person who caused the damage, or in the case of a self inflicted injury, a conscious being whom he's closest to. He still feels the pain of the injury.
Anything else you want to add: He's not British, he's Nepenthean. Edit: Medical doctor well practiced in surgery, emergency procedures, and family medicine. Generally surly disposition, but polite. Was abused by his ex-wife so he abhors physical violence and is bothered greatly by rude individuals. Prone to snarky remarks when agitated... Geeze anything else? Bi-sexual and dating Fuchsia, I guess, lol. Conversational in French.
Number: 14
Name: Fuchsia
Age: 26; 6' 0" (out of heels)
Species: Also human
Description/photo:
Special abilities/powers: Aptitude class- Negator; Inhibits or blocks the energy or supernatural powers of ability users. Strongest when in direct contact with the individual he is aiming to affect, but can interfere with abilities of an individual from a short distance. Typically only affects one-two individuals at a time.
Anything else you want to add: He likes black and glitter pumps or high tops. If he wasn't homeless he would be very fashionable, believe it. Edit: Sassy and flirty (especially if you're a gay man) Acts indifferent and coolly casual, but is in fact deeply emotional and caring. Sensitive to how he is perceived by close friends. Oh and he's a retired hooker. He's currently dating Trenton and works for and lives with the Mercier family. Speaks, reads, and writes Spanish.
Number: 15
Name: Adam Mercier
Age: 19; 5' 10- 5' 11"
Species: Human
Description/ photo:
Special abilities/powers: Aptitude class- Intuit; Highly intuitive on a psychic level. Can predict near future events with extreme accuracy however doing so drains him immensely. Can receive visions of distant future, but these render him weak and unconcious. Touching him while he is predicting the future can lead to the person being ripped from consciousness and lost to time only to return to their consciousness in extreme physical pain (just, um... maybe don't do that) Powers are greatly suppressed by Fuchsia’s presence, regardless of if Fuchsia is intentionally negating it or not.
Anything else you want to add: Very easy going and friendly. Always smiling. Has known Trenton since birth. Close friends with Fuchsia and his twin brother Richard. Crushes on Suri. Born as a twin into the richest family on the Lacunaian islands, but prefers to distance himself from that as much as possible and become a self made person. Intern chef. Drives a crappy car. Has a crane tattoo on his ribs to cover up a few stab wounds (has a stab wound on his left shoulder too) I think that's it.... I'll come back if its not, lol. Wait, one more: He's not French, he's Trouvaillean. Speaks French, Spanish and Portuguese. Only reads and writes French.
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Would anyone else like to back out before I write the intro tomorrow? I'm pretty sure it's just us now, and I'd rather not spend a long time writing the setting and all that for a game that no one's going to play. I don't mean to sound rude, I'm just being honest.
I'd really like to do this because I know it would be a lot of fun, but it's pretty disheartening when you haven't even started yet and over half of the players drop out, you know what I mean? It's like the same as getting a bunch of followers from a trailer/ad, and then as soon as you release the intro, everybody leaves. It's sad, really sad. No, I'm not trying to shame anyone for leaving, but I put a lot of thought into this. I was really excited about it, too. I just don't want it to go to waste.
@alexlcuri07 So @Sasha_DeNilux and I were thinking about changing the rules and making it just open to anyone, no character sheets, and just any time someone wants to pop in, they announce some new, completely made up victim, and we have to figure out which one of their characters is the killer through questions and maybe small activities. Basically every player from here on will have one killer character and at least one normal character. This way we won’t really have to rely on any one person to respond. We just try as a group to question each other and try to weed out the killers. So no more numbering system, no more character sheets, and no more character limit. Sasha also said it would be a good idea to start with just one victim at first to try this whole thing out. What do you think?
Amidst a quaint little town surrounded by corn fields that stretched on for as far as the eye can see, sat a lonely train station. Clouds shielded the moon high above and cast an eerie glow upon the land, stars peeking out here and there to dot the night sky. Down below, a group of unfortunate passengers board the midnight train, not realizing it would soon become the longest ride of their lives.
Tara: * sits down at a long table inside the train's dining area, watching out the window curiously as other guests boarded * Finally, the vacation we deserve!
Min-Soo: Where are we going again?
Tara: Through the mountains.
Myung: In other words...you didn't read the brochure before booking the trip?
Tara: It looked pretty in the pictures!
Myung: * rolls his eyes * Whatever...
Announcer: Attention passengers: we will be departing shortly. Please make yourselves comfortable and enjoy the ride!
Mikey: pulls on his sweater a little, bringing his suitcases into his car that he shared with Devin and Joji I'm excited for this trip~! A sightseeing experience AND stops in some beautiful cities~!
Joji: grins happily, helping bring Devin's suitcase in with his own I hope their dinner car is as good as advertised. Doesn't it offer buffet-style dining?
Mikey: nods Yep~! A full buffet service restocked every meal time, with snacks included~!
Tonx grumbled Unser her breath as she struggled to pull the small suitcase on board before looking at her phone to see that Fife had messaged her.
Fife: Hi bear, how’s things?
Tonx: Meh. I’ll let you know when this thing gets moving. Still don’t know why you signed me up for this. A coupon to that all-you-can-eat seafood place would’ve sufficed.
Fife: we both know you can’t go back there after last time 
just try to relax. When was the last time you had a break to yourself?
Tonx: Eh. True.
_Putting her phone away Tonx slumps into a seat with a slight groan. Scratching her stomach, she pulls out a small bag of Oreos and opens them. As she starts popping them into her mouth, she hears someone else mentioning a buffet.
Tonx to herself: Och. At least they’ll be some good scran.
Min-Soo: * singing loudly and obnoxiously * "...he took the midnight train going anywhere!"
Myung: * runs over to the bar to get a drink * Please, I can't tolerate impromptu karaoke in this state!
Tara: We're singers, Myung. That's...our whole profession.
Myung: Just let me do my thing.
Tara: * rolls her eyes and glances out the window again * They're closing the doors. I guess we're leaving!
Carole and Loukas rushes into the doors before they completely close. Loukas carrying stacks upon stacks of luggage and Carole with a napsack of documents and papers
Carole: gripping tight on the closing doors Wait , you stupid train!
Lukas: hustling several large pieces of luggage upon his shoulders Well, I guess we did got a little lost . Did we.
Carole: breathing heavily gasping from air Don't start
Loukas:Fine.....told you so...
Carole: I said, don't start
Hide: walking up to the bar, hands free That was exhausting, time for a drink
Loukas and Carole: glares
Carole: I'll just help you with the luggage, Hide can do what ever the hell he want.
Tonx’s slightly flopped ears perked at the sound of more people before flattening against her head and finally burying themselves into her hair at the sound of the off-key singing. Her muzzle wrinkled slightly as she also approached the bar, but got a Shirley Temple. She hadn’t drank for five years and wasn’t starting now.
Tonx: This is gonna be a long trip... she eats more Oreos as she texts Fife that the train was about to leave.
Having returned from the bar, Myung took a seat beside Min-Soo, glass of whiskey in hand.
Myung: Hey, Min-Soo, why don’t you go get yourself something to drink? I’m sure it’ll make your singing even better!
Min-Soo: Really? You think so?!
Myung: No, but it might be entertaining to watch.
Tara: * sighs sadly *
Myung: What’s wrong with you?
Tara: I just miss Sunni! It’s too bad he couldn’t make it...
Myung: He’s been gone for a whole twelve minutes, Tara. Are we really that bad of company in comparison to Mr. Workaholic? You two remind me of my parents—so uptight all the time. I bet you even have a whole itinerary for us, huh?
Tara: * glances down at the paper in her lap * ...no.
Myung: Why don’t you try making some friends? Talk to some people? Your new best friend could be at any one of these tables!
Tonx taps her finger against the table as she eats her oreos, her empty glass next to her. At the mention of singing, she shuddered a little.
Tonx: Ugh, It's like the new years party all over again...
Devin: hums as he looked over the train trip options, tilting his head I kind of want to head to the dining car to eat... I hope they have mushy food for my teeth.
Joji: Oh right... your teeth aren't the best in the moment... I'm gonna guess that your fake teeth haven't come in yet?
Devin: shakes his head Not yet... hopefully they'll be home by the time we come back.
Mikey: as he finished cramming the suitcases under his bunk, huffing While y'all will be eating, I'll hit the bar. I wanna try some drinks they have on board. We can purchase bottles of them if we like.