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AHOY THERE AND WELCOME ABOARD THE AMITY TRAIN.

WHO KNOWS WHERE WE ARE HEADED TO, but I'm sure the denizens there are fun and full of holiday cheer~ HOORAY! Oh wait, but first, while we are in the cabin travelling to, as it is quite a long train ride it is good to lay some ground rules.

THE RULES

- This is an OPEN RP EVENT FOR ALL STUDENTS. PLEASE MAKE SURE you are in your correctly assigned cabin
- STUDENTS ARE NOT ALLOWED TO TRAVEL BETWEEN CABINS
- All students are wearing the school pin at all times. The pin will forcefully keep them in an animated, sizeable form (ie what their cert picture looks like)
- Natural abilities, unless you have cleared it with either Lizbot, Marushii, or Chibizoo are not able to work at this time. This means ghosts CANNOT phase through cabins, fire demons CANNOT set the whole place on fire, etc etc. The only exception to this rule is if your student's natural ability is literally what is keeping them "alive" or "animated".
- EACH TRAIN CABIN IS AN OPEN RP, similar to the classrooms, or the student council open rp! Anyone in the cabin is free to post, interact with others, and also participate in mini games for prizes that will be held in their cabins from time to time
- After an (OOC) time of ONE WEEK, the train will come to a stop at their destination! This is where the second part of the event, with the brunt of the prizes, so stay tuned!

(( Posting with Liz's blessing and permission! ))

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Kasumi paced the length of the cabin, checklist in hand. She had a roster, a serpent pen, more candy than she knew what to do with, and everything seemed to be in its rightful place. She took another look at the cabin as a whole and told herself she would be just fine. She'd never had a position of authority quite like this before, and she hoped she did the best she could for the sake of the students riding with them. She'd stuffed away the prizes so no nosy students would find them and brushed off another one of the seats. No crumbs! It had been a while since she was on a train (and was nervous due to a previous incident), but Miss Professor Red promised this would be a relatively safe train ride.

That is, until Kasumi realized she was stuck with one Nukpana, Skinwalker extraordinaire. The ghost glowered as she returned to her work, brushing away the skittering eyeballs off of tables only she could see. "Just because Miss Shehk is in this car," she began, leveling a glare at a spot on the wall in front of her, "doesn't mean you can disappear for face-sucking sessions. We're Student Council - we have a job to do." Checklist in hand, she marked another item and turned around.

"And also, no noogies, wedgies, snot-throwing or any tomfoolery of the sort." There, authority used! ....right?

Shehk was very effective at makin' her 'horror faces'. Or at least made one when she'd taken two steps up into the car, just to be greeted by UNEXPECTED SKINWALKER. Her ears immediately flattened to the best of their abilities while she frowned up at him.

"It's not warm enough to party in here." she stated flatly, making a point to peel off a glove and place one of her (FREEZING) hands on Nukpana's arm, wrapping her fingers around it for a moment...a really long moment, before she pried it off. "I will work on staying warm." she finished, ducking under one of his arms and retreating to the other end of the car to take a seat, practically melting into it and sighing.

What did a Pricolici have to do to transfer to a different car?? Besides ask Nukpana if they were going to do a hostile takeover game and start taking prisoners.

That might have been a little fun, she thought, but probably not worth the effort. She'd just make a point to have people sitting with her instead.

Preferably warm people.

"If this is a party.." she called across the car to the Skinwalker, "then it's not the most exciting one."

Riley hadn't boarded the train yet. She had lingered just outside, far too interested in trains. Though she knew what it was, she'd actually never seen one with her own eyes. She was currently inspecting one of the wheels when the car she'd been assigned to had been opened. Her tentacles snapped to attention at the sound, and then fell into loose, lifeless waves around her head when she rose a lazy glance up at the door. Whatever destination they were headed to couldn't be as interesting as this spoke and the way each one jutted straight and even towards the epicenter of the wheel. It was so.. so.. deliciously symmetrical. She shuddered in pleasure.

With a disappointed glare, she managed to pull away from her discovery and climb up the stairs into her railcar. When she turned into the car, just behind some pale creature, she stopped just in front of Nukpana and Kasumi. They looked like they were in ~charge~. Therefore, they were the only ones that mattered. Riley stood up to look Nukpana straight in the eye, no real emotion flickering in her bright, pupilless gaze. She was taking inventory.

After a moment too long of staring, she flickered her eyes to Kasumi and softened. A thought occurred to them both, though it wasn't theirs; she was simply saying hello.

I hope that's not an empty promise. She responded to the party car comment, the tone of her thought friendly and light. She moved out of the way to let another student pass in, and to take her seat, near to the front, and arched a brow at Shehk's outcry. That was true, but she'd give them the benefit of the doubt. If they said this was going to be the party car.. then there damn well be a party in here soon.

Black, wing-like ears twitched against the cold air as they listened to the ramblings of other eager and waiting students as well as the Student Council members. Corbin didn't recall where precisely this train was going or how long the trip would take but he came prepared: around his neck rested a pair of headphones, the wire dangling quite far and wrapping up into a pocket where it connected with his Stalkman. It had been a while since he last got to listen to anything and this train ride would be the perfect opportunity to relax.

At the mention of "party", the Wraith's bright blue eyes flickered over to the Skinwalker, spying the adamant Pricolici pushing past him to get to a seat. The other Student Council member, another Ghost, was busy tending to her checklist and a faint smile spread across his painted-looking face. Small wings twitching, ready to get into the warmth of the car, Corbin pulled the speakers of his headphones up and stepped inside, hugging the wall past Nukpana without a word.

It didn't matter to the crow who sat or spoke with him, conversation was never bothersome unless his emotions were particularly angst ridden, but today was quite neutral. Perhaps the ride would be fun, that suited him just fine, but so would having nothing particularly eventful happening.

Tucking himself into the nearest window seat, his white fingers plucked the Stalkman from his pocket. It grumbled, itching to play for him, and with a gentle stroke of a finger the monster casette player growled to life. It had a habit of playing random songs and bands, nearly on constant shuffle, but that was fine with Corbin since he only put in the tapes he was most fond of. Ultrakil thundered in his ears and instantly his body relaxed to a near jello state. His feet tucked beneath the seat in front of him, slouching down so no one behind him could see his thick mane of black hair, and his eyes closed. The only motion he gave were gentle finger taps on the arm of his chair, the beat having been memorized long ago.

Not halfway through the song, one of his eyes opened and directed toward his other seat. A gentle smile tugged at his cheeks, looking twice as large with the black lines, as he greeted whomever decided to sit beside him.

(( Hurrhurr, thought I'd give accompanying links to the REAL bands to at least give an audio aid. Anyway, here's list of other bands that may crop up in here for future reference: ilu Stalkman ))

For a moment, Jericho paused before the train to look it over. He had heard some rumors of a few... complications happening on one of these in the past, not that he was worried. It just made him wonder just how smooth of a ride this one will be. And for some reason, he just couldn't remember where they were all going. Oh well, he'd find out eventually.

With his hands in his pockets, he went on past the student council, glancing at them all briefly as he entered the train. It seemed there weren't a whole lot of students there already, which worked out as it gave him a nice selection of seats. Before going on and choosing one, he looked over his shoulder at the mention of a party. That could potentially be fun for sure.

Smirking at the thought of that, he ended up just taking a seat at random, finding himself next to a mindflayer. Raising an eyebrow, the red dragon hadn't personally met an illithid before but had heard a number of stories of the species. Some involved the demon taking over the minds of even dragons, so he felt a little bit of a need to be cautious. If it came down to it, he figured he could handle himself alright so he wasn't too wary or anything.

Before doing anything else, he shifted his wings some so he could get comfortable. These train seats weren't the most ideal things for him to be sitting in.

"Don't suppose you have any idea of where we're headed?" he asked the one beside him. Just by looking at them, he wasn't entirely certain what gender the mindflayer was. Possibly female?

Iolanthe stood outside the car, perfectly still, with her arms crossed over her chest - giving off an air that could only be described as complete and utter irritation. Why couldn't the cars be arranged according to species? Then Iolanthe could have enjoyed a nice car ride with her fellow demons, chatting and gossiping. She glanced wistfully down the line of cars to the one she'd seen her brother entering some time before, briefly considering breaking these silly school rules to go be with him instead.

Alas, Iolanthe wasn't the type to let her personal bias get in the way of her learning and if this trip was going to be informative in the slightest, she wouldn't risk screwing that up. So, with a sigh of defeat, she uncrossed her arms and made her way into the cabin.

At first glance, it looked like the school was trying to torture her - almost everyone already present was.. a monster, or undead. She grimaced before she could stop herself (not that she really cared to) and squeezed past the student council members so she could find a seat. As she passed by, she heard the monster (she was awful with names) say something about a party. The grimace on her face became even more obvious, and she actually sneered a little as she threw a glance over her shoulder.

"I will not be partying with this kind of crowd," she muttered in disgust as she slid into a seat, as far away from anyone else as she possibly could. She even curled her arms up to cross them over her chest as if she were afraid one of them might accidentally brush her and rub off some of their inferiority.

More and more students filed in, getting comfortable--at least, as comfortable as ghouls and boils who wished to be as far away from each other as possible could. No one had sat beside him yet and the smile that had formed quickly faded into one of complacence while he listened to his music.

At the change of the song, all he could hear was the clamor on the train and one thing in particular stood out to him.

"I can't change!" an angry and confused voice erupted from the girl he first saw push past the Skinwalker, now sitting as if she were a dog in her seat--she most certainly did not look like a dog. Frowning, Corbin sat up and pressed pause on his Stalkman, pulling his headphones back down to rest around his neck. Her changing must have been her natural ability, fitting based on her ears and tail but she seemed more Undead than Monster.

Bringing a hand up to rest against the back of the seat in front of him, Corbin concentrated and willed it to pass through. Seconds later, nothing happened. Pulling back and scrutinizing his palm, the Wraith solemnly determined that there was definitely something wrong with the train and none of them. "I can't phase," he called blankly to Shehk and raised his hand for emphasis, "Must have blocked our abilities some how." Well that wasn't very nice. In fact, it made him a bit uncomfortable. What if a fight broke out? He would be susceptible to an accidental hit and then where would he be? Right in it, that's where.