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So, what, we're digging our way down to hell?

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Doesn't it kinda feel that way sometimes?

[WITH HOW BAD THINGS JUST ARE AND KEEP BEING.]

But maybe we'll run outta bad luck sooner rather than later or something.

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I guess we've at least gotten guilty people in trials these past two weeks.

[ pr... progress? ]

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[SOMEHOW IT FEELS LIKE A CHEAP VICTORY...]

Mmm... Better than nothing, yeah. Geez, though, we're gonna run out of people before we finish indulging at this rate.

[They only had 1 body this week but perhaps that just means they'll have 4 next week.]

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Maybe that's the point. All these killers are trying to... win, or whatever?

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I'd say the avatars said it wasn't a winner-take-all thing, buuut they've been proven wrong before...

[Can't believe they're in a last man standing game.]

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At the start, Greed said it was more like a race. You can still win a race by killing everyone else racing, though.

[ so technically ]

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[THAT SEEMS LIKE AN ENORMOUS OVERSIGHT.]

Huh. ...Well. Hopefully that's not what we're looking at here?

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Hopefully, but the fact that it could be says a lot about what we're going through.

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Yeaaah. More and more it seems like everything's pointed to "get outta here as soon as possible".

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I think we all would if we could.

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I heard that the faster we all indulge, the faster we'll get to... wherever we're going or something? Did you hear anything about that?

[Does anyone really know anything on this station.]

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I heard we'd get to the end faster, but I didn't hear anything about a destination?

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I might be misremembering. I have a hard time keeping track of all the stuff that gets thrown around here...

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It's not like it's impossible? We are....in space.

[ for some reason ]

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Yes. [He says, and then pinches the bridge of his nose with his free hand.] Teach me to go around saying yes to deals without the fine print actually written anywhere.

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We didn't even have the big print anywhere.

[ it was really not well thought out. she looks exhausted and shoves some more fries in her mouth ]

At least when I climbed up on the train, that was better.

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[Grace is such a mood and he will follow suit. Though, curiously:]

I think I've heard you mention a train before. [In blips of over conversations when he's not busy napping in trials...] Did you just live on one or something?

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For a second I thought you were going to ask me what a train was too. [ in an exhausted tone, but between fry chewing: ] It's a special train. It's enormous, goes on forever, and it doesn't make any stops. It picks up passengers who are special. That's how I got my number. [ she gestures with the arm that has it, though she doesn't bother taking off her glove ] All the cars are like their own little worlds. I guess it's sort of like this place, except people aren't killing each other every week for fun.

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[He just laughs, shaking his head.]

Nope! It's 2018 where I'm from. [A MODERN. How unfortunate.] That's pretty cool, though. How many people are on it? How does it choose its passengers? Just - people who stand out above everyone else? Or do you have to have some kinda spiritual aptitude or something?

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Hmm. I don't know. Probably a few hundred? There's no like... passenger registry or anything. Running into other humans just kind of happens.

[ she munches thoughtfully on another fry ]

I don't know for sure. Spiritual aptitude, I think? It's magic. There's no greeting pamphlet for the train.

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Mm, makes sense.

[A magic spirit train that goes on forever... Sounds about right to him.]

What do you do there? Just explore things forever?

[Or until death do they part?? He's assuming even magic train humans still have a human lifespan.]

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Mm... Pretty much? [ in the tone of someone who has not really been thinking about an endgame ever. ] It's... sort of like this place, where you can do whatever you want. Your number goes up the better you are at the train. The conductor's got the highest number I've ever seen.

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[It's a system he seems to grasp, at least... There's a little nod of understanding!]

Oh! So it's still kinda like a competition then, huh? What's the conductor's number? Does that mean the person with the highest number gets to direct the train?

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It's so high, it goes all the way up to their neck and their other arm. [ said in a very awed tone? ] And I think so? I'm one of the only people who's seen the true conductor. He saved my life when I was young.