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The brightly-colored billboard towered over the somewhat-shady area where the trains stopped, and the station sat quiet and tranquil. A handful of employees walked away from the benches near the tracks, throwing their packed lunches in the trash and speaking to their managers, as the lunch hour ended. After they exited the main station, life remained stagnant in the semi-outdoor train station, as even the wind seemed to stop bellowing. It was as if time itself had stopped. The green trees that decorated the open side of the station did not sway or swing, and a broken windchime hanging off the side of the men's bathroom made no noise as to disturb the silence. Nothing moved, as if a hush had been ordered by the Earth itself.

Then, with the force of a thousand winds, the silence was broken as a single bullet train began filling the open tunnel and it's tracks with whooshing and wheezing, as it came to a rest on the end. This was the End of the Line for this Train, but the start of something new for those on it. As the metal bullet ended its movements, the hiss of its engine signaled for the doors to open, and for the real story to begin. Within seconds, a small crowd of people hesitantly stepped off the train, bags and suitcases lugging behind them, or backpacks and purses carried close their chests. From businessmen to teenagers, to children and even whole families, the variety of the group was overwhelmingly different in look and nature, with people from all over the globe etched in with the rest. With only soft words from excited or tired children, or the cough of a middle-aged man, the eyes of this group visited the natural station around them very carefully.

Finally, one of them stepped forward and pointed out a new-looking sign that matched the pink of the billboard that overlooked its visitors. The sign read as follows: "Welcome, Lucky Winners and Creators! Please wait for your ride to the park to arrive, and in the meanwhile, enjoy some free concessions!" Following this was a sharply-painted black arrow that pointed to a lengthy table with water glasses, napkins, sizzling dumplings, lemonade, donuts, and some Rokaka (dragonfruit) parfaits. The hallway that led outside into the mild heat had a floor which transitioned from kept-up stone to dirt and grass, as the stations exterior of finely cut wood, air conditioning, and cushioned benches greeted any who ventured to that point.

But who are these fine citizens of planet Earth? Why would they be in such a surreal but inviting situation, with an unknown ride coming towards them at this very moment? Well, let us backtrack a bit into the minds of our selected protagonists, and see how they view such an event.

[And it's here! We'll have your intro posts be any thoughts about the park beforehand, packing, getting on the train, and arriving as well as seeing the station and the sign/refreshments. After that, I'll launch us off with a narration post, and the plot will unfold from there! Any future OOC from me as well as mentions will be done in brackets like these at the bottom of posts.]

[ Roxasarass Gravitational Force Xcelgamer Aleph Null BrokenWingedCrane ]​

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[BrokenWingedCrane]

Jessie was excited, admittedly that wasn’t exactly a rarity for the young woman. She always did have a healthy bit of exuberance even for things that many people might have seen as a little mundane.

The leggy blonde was pretty much bouncing in place, her blue eyes merrily zipped back and forth across the scene as her nostrils flared taking in the smells. She was clad in a rather eye catching pink top, with a bit of a plunging neckline, a large silver studded black leather belt wrapped lazily around her, resting on her hips. The buckle was a large silver heart. On her legs was a pair of tight fitting pants? They appeared to be latex, they were slit up the sides and held together with pink ribboning, and upon her feet were a pair of black sneakers. A sucker hung loosely from her pink painted lips, as she gave a little stretch.

It wasn’t long before she was leaning over the table, shifting from foot to foot.

“Hmmm…” Came a soft little sound as she shifted to move again, this time she was pacing back and forth along the length of the table, sliding between the various gaps left between the other people gathered there.

“Oooh!” A hand darted outward quickly grabbing some lemonade. She gave it a sniff, and then she took a sip. Her shoulders slumped forward. “No booze…” the disappointment was apparent in her voice. She shook her head a bit. The sucker was soon replaced between her lips as she stirred her drink with her straw.

 

[Roxasarass]

Dr. Navarre Beaumont - Your Local Doctor
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By the time his phone alarm at the bedside table rang, Navarre was already up and about. He did not sleep that night. He already packed his needed things. His nerves did not let him. Though he did not mind as he could sleep on the train ride there. After going by his usual routine, his mind was preoccupied with his outfit. It was high time he relax for once. This was essentially his first vacation in a long time. Convincing the higher ups to let him go here was tough on it's own so he believes he's entitled to a cool outfit and some fun times at a theme park based on one of his favorite shows. Suitcase in hand, he leaves for the train to Lucky Land.

On the train ride he sleeps like a baby, peaceful and calm.

In the crowd of people exiting the train is Navarre, feeling much more energized and ready, stretching his limbs and rubbing his eyes to wake himself further. He sticks out like a sore thumb out of the crowd with his all-white clothing. His look resembled a priest or a Quincy from Bleach, with it consisting of his form-fitting, high collared tunic with a blue trim covering his buttons and a pair of white gloves. He wore a loose blue belt over his pants with a buckle that resembled the sun. One would consider him strange but he, personally, has been waiting for the perfect opportunity. And he felt there was no occasion more perfect to wear an eccentric outfit than in a JJBA themed park.

But truly, he did not expect to be invited to such a place. News of the park obviously intrigued him but hearing one needed to be a lucky lottery winner dampened his spirits. And there it was! An invitation! His day could not have been better. Pursuing with the anaesthesia device was worth it. Now, as much as he would like to dawdle, he's feeling a little parched and the sign said there would be con... consezzions? Concessions. That was a word he didn't know. A quick google translate search yielded nothing in the French text-box so he just hopes it means refreshments. Or gifts.

A quick survey of the area revealed it was, indeed, refreshments.

He headed over and grabbed a glass of lemonade and a plate of what was most likely too many dumplings for a single person. He wasn't too fond of sweet foods like donuts or parfaits so unfortunately he would have to pass them up. Lemon parfaits were fine. He liked sour. Sour was good. He did grow up on a lemon farm however so he might be more biased in that manner. After deciding he wanted nothing else, he started gorging himself on the dumplings.

 

[Gravitational Force]

Isaac ran down his packing list one last time before shutting his rolling suitcase, zipping up his duffel bag, and closing his backpack. He'd packed everything he'd meant to pack and now he was ready to start his trip. He'd been fortunate in that he'd saved up enough vacation days before winning his ticket to Lucky Land so there were no worries there. Isaac's view was that with enough pre-planning one could would have wiggle room in case something unexpected happened.

After arriving at the station and getting on the train, Isaac quickly got comfortable, pulled out his phone, and began reading an ebook and listening to music he'd already downloaded. His phone let him keep most of his life managed, and he felt he'd be lost without it. From his calendar to his contacts, he managed them all on there. So he'd prepared for this trip with an extra safe phone case, 3 charging cords, 2 pairs of earbuds, and 2 backup batteries. Midway through the trip Isaac tried napping but couldn't fall asleep, instead watching a movie on his phone.

When the train stopped and the doors opened Isaac ensured he had all his belongings with him before exiting. The sight of free food perked him up immediately, food always tastes better when it's free. Loading his plate up with dumplings (one of his favorite foods) and filling a glass with lemonade (Isaac had a sweet tooth and a particular love of fruit drinks with savory foods) Isaac tucked in while looking around the starting area. He couldn't wait to explore, but there was enough time to do so comfortably.

 

[Aleph Null]

Is this enough for a six-week stay? Richard pondered as he sorted through all his belongings one last time before he decided to head out. Clothes, check. Phone and gaming console, check. Essentials materials, novels, and manga? check. Everything seemed to be in order and now all that was left for him to do was to head to the train station. Although he wasn't really looking forward to interacting much with the other people he still held hope that this experience would be something that he'd be able to look back at fondly in the future.

He did his best to calm his excitement upon reaching the station and attempted to get as comfortable as possible while he patiently waited for the arrival of the train. He wasted no time on getting on once it pulled into the subway and made sure to take a seat as far away as possible from the other passengers.

It had taken longer than he'd like for the train to reach its destination but that fact did little to dampen his mood. He made his way to the door and hesitantly stepped off the train, with the first thing that happened to catch his eye being the sign that greeted them and pointed in the direction of a concession stand full of food and refreshments. He waited on sidelines until the stand was clear to grab a bite to eat for himself, opting for only the sweetest of treats as he had quite the fondness for sugar.