The Train to the Afterlife

[ilovesockandroll]

Maybe you know how, maybe you don't. Perhaps the memory is fuzzy, or perhaps it's crystal clear down to the look in your comrades' eyes. Maybe it was your time; you've done all you wanted to. Or maybe you weren't at all ready to go, maybe you went out kicking and screaming - but none of it matters. You know you're dead, and the train is taking you to an afterlife. Perhaps an afterlife of your choice; you might've earned that heaven. Or perhaps you've earned something else entirely.

It'll be a bit of a journey, though, so you might as well take your time and talk to the other people in your coach. Death knows no place: most of them are strangers, even from faraway worlds. But death knows no time either, so who knows, some of them may be people you know, even if last you knew, they were alive - or long gone.

Oh look, here comes the snack cart.

All the usual:
•Post with your character's name and canon in the subject line.
•Said character is now dead for whatever reason - canon, AU, what have you. They are on a train with other dead people from many other times, places and worlds.
•Characters don't know for a fact where they're headed - just a general awareness that they're going to some kind of afterlife. Whatever they think it is is up to the player.
•This meme is built especially for cross-canon interaction, and potentially for threadjacking and group threading - if you're interested, may be a good idea to state as much in your subject line.
•Tag around and play nice!
•TRIGGER WARNING: Meme obviously deals with death and may deal with other unpleasant themes as a result. Please be cautious.

Shamelessly lifted and barely changed from this.

Comments

[coeurinflexible]

Sure.

Here, [He holds up his glass for a toast.] To the boys of war, may we not see our loves ones for a long, long time.

[bombrun]

Yeah..cheers to that, mate.

[ Take a shot to himself, and all his fallen comrades. Get sloppy shitfaced and loosen up. Try not to get emotional. ]

[coeurinflexible]

[Not a bad plan. Welcome to the afterlife, man. Get fucking wasted in an old saloon. Race each other to the bottom of the bottle.]

eponine thenardier (les miseables)

[jesais]

[lapidarius]

Oh-- [Startled by the unexpected greeting of sorts, Kakyoin nearly dropped the floating shard and quickly fumbled with it before recovering. Hierophant visibly retreated, not exactly hiding so much as drawing closer to its user.]

Th...thank you. [No one had ever actually said as much about his Stand or their ability, and for whatever reason it seemed like two words had been legitimately touching.]

[bombrun]

[ Chuck is so out of practice. It's laughable really. ]

Ngh fuck.. [ Red faced and actually laughing. ]

Don't remember last time I did this-

[starmark]

Red hair and a green school uniform.

[It's a softer echo of the request he'd made when this conversation began, now with more context and clarity behind where it's coming from, why he was the one listed first before the others.]

His name is Kakyoin Noriaki. And I'm...Jotaro. Kujo Jotaro.

[Caesar had introduced himself in the Western order, he's fully aware, so the choice of order for his own name is deliberate; he won't say it outright, he'll leave it to speak for itself, but it's there for anyone who's listening, and he's pretty sure that Caesar will be.

Jojo. That's my name, too.

One hand comes loose; the other withdraws from his hat, and his stance shifts to something just a little more open. With his left hand in his pocket, he offers his right with relaxed fingers and an open palm, silent invitation to be clasped or accepted to shake.]

Hey. It's nice to meet a friend of the family.

[coeurinflexible]

No drinking on active duty, I take it you listened to that rule.

[Rosy, himself. Cheeks and nose, reclined back in his seat, toying with the glass he's got on the table.]

[bombrun]

[ He nods, toying with the lip of his glass. ]

Yeah. Unlike you lot, I didn't assume rules were meant to be broken. [ the tiniest of smirks pulls at his lips. ]

Didn't mean I didn't break a few anyway.

[starmark]

[I don't want to see you again for as long as possible.

It was almost funny. Wasn't that the kind of thing people said when they hated each other? And yet here they were, and he knew what it meant — and it was anything but.]

You better not just sit still, either.

[With his free hand, he reached up, lightly knocking the underside of the brim of his hat — for once, tipping it back rather than down, and affording Kakyoin a rare and clearer glimpse of his face and eyes less hindered by the shadow of it.]

It'll be boring if I'm the only one with stories to tell.

athos ⚜ bbc musketeers ⚜ ota

[diditforthewine]

[m/f for shipping, m/m available to canonmates]

terra ★ kingdom hearts: birth by sleep ★ ota

[handstands]

[m/f for ships]

[coeurinflexible]

[He shrugs and smirks. Guilty as charged.]

Course, real rebel, huh. Nngh, [He runs a hand down his face.] I amm druunk.

[lovestone]

[Rose raises her arms, palms out in that gesture Greg taught her to show she doesn't mean any harm. Humans can be so jumpy sometimes! ... Granted maybe she could have shown more tact than just stare and comment. Must be a star-motif thing.]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you! But I've never seen a human create such lovely emeralds before. Or a... [Looking at Hierophant, and... okay she's seen weirder things but she still doesn't have a word for it.] ... however your friend is described!

[Nailed it.]

[bombrun]

[ Oh you Beckets. He would have loved to have run with you. If only. ]

fffuck, who are you telling? 'm seein double..

LUCAS ;n;

[evantuality]

Perhaps the only thing worse than wandering the train as a newly-dead, shellshocked soul was seeing someone here he recognized. His face fell as he realized what that meant.

"Lucas," he croaked, then swallowed to clear his throat. "I'm so sorry."

It hadn't occurred to him that he might find people he knew, here. His face fell further as briefly he thought about, and then shied away from, ideas of who else he might run into, if things back on the mortal plane had gone badly after his... abrupt departure.

Laura Hale | Teen Wolf | OTA

[alphalady]

[lapidarius]

And when have I ever been boring?

[The serious expression broke into more of a smile--shaky and uncertain, but unmistakably a smile. It would be insincere to match that open gesture with anything but his own honest sentiments, without a stubbornly confident mask.]

I'll have a lot to tell you, there's no question about that.

[coeurinflexible]

[Laugh! He holds up three fingers] How many?

[lapidarius]

[That got him to laugh--quiet, but it was better than nothing. The emerald in his hand continued to give off a faint light, much like his companion's entire body.]

[...She'd called him his friend. Kind of surreal, to hear someone get it that easily without knowing anything about Stands.]

His name is Hierophant. He's...well, it's complicated. Think of him as a reflection of myself, that's the easiest way to explain it.

[While also explaining very little.]

[bombrun]

[ Shit. A quiz. He squints, bleary eyed and stupid drunk. ]

Seven. Fuck, wait--

[coeurinflexible]

[Yancy just barks with more laughter and takes his fingers back, curling and uncurling them in a flutter as he holds his hands up.]

[bombrun]

Uuugh fuck offfffff Becket--

[ He can't help it though. He's donkey laughing like an idiot and it feels so, so good. ]

[coeurinflexible]

How many, Hansen? It's- [Laughing at his own joke, so lame, Yancy.]

Count the jellyfish, you can do it.

[bombrun]

[ You huge douchecanoe ]

Stop mooooving--ten?!