Date: September 25, 1959
Location: Cheyenne Wyoming
Time: 11:59 AM
Railroad: Southern Pacific
Roger, and Anthony were almost at the train yard.
Roger: I was literally here 50 menit ago.
Anthony: I don't want to here anda complain about being here anymore.
Roger: Well too bad. I cinta to complain, and I'll keep doing it if I want. I'll continue complaining about lebih things now!
Anthony: Please don't-
Roger: Your voice sounds like shit. Maybe anda have a soar throat.
Anthony: Eh, not really.
Roger: And you're going too slow. The fastest we can go on this section is 60 miles an hour, and you're only doing 49.
Anthony: The speed is actually 50, because of the curve ahead of us.
Roger: And stop correcting me dammit!! What the hell have I ever done to you?!
Anthony: Let's see. There was that time in 1934 when we were double heading a train to the mines, and anda made my engine derail. Also, when we moved here from Germaneigh in 1945, anda tried to throw my papers away. In 1953, anda made fun of me for losing my accent, even though anda lost yours before me, and then-
Roger: Alright I get it!
Anthony: anda get it. Good.
Their train went down Sherman Hill, and Roger could see a train to their left. It was also heading for the yards.
Roger: Who's driving that train?
Anthony: No clue.
Roger: Whoever it is, I'm passing them. They won't enter the yards before us.
Anthony: Why not? I wouldn't mind.
Roger: His train is much shorter then ours. It only has two freight cars on it. *Passes the train*
Metal Gloss was the one driving the short freight. She slowed down in order to let Roger get ahead of her.
Roger: *Slowly enters the yards, and stops his train selanjutnya to the yard tower. He sees part of the tower is sawed off*
Snowflake: *Walks up to the train, and looks at Roger, and Anthony* Hello.
Roger: hey Snowy. It's been some time since our last encounter.
Snowflake: Don't call me snowy.
Roger: *Gets out of the train* Whatever anda say, snowy.
Anthony: I thought she didn't like that nickname.
Snowflake: He's not listening to me, so who cares?
Roger: *Uncouples the engines from the cars* Anyway, we got those engine parts over here for you.
Snowflake: Good. Pete will be very happy about that.
Anthony: Where is he?
Snowflake: Office. Signing a butt load of papers.
Roger: What is our selanjutnya train?
Snowflake: Your selanjutnya train is just a bunch of empties. Three box cars, seven hoppers, two gondolas, a stock car, and that's it.
Anthony: Where is it?
Snowflake: It'll be ready soon.
Orion: *Looking at the new engine parts inside the freight cars* Oh yes, those do look nice. And now-
Snowflake: *Hits Orion in the head with a hammer* Nice try. Really.
2 B Continued
Location: Cheyenne Wyoming
Time: 11:59 AM
Railroad: Southern Pacific
Roger, and Anthony were almost at the train yard.
Roger: I was literally here 50 menit ago.
Anthony: I don't want to here anda complain about being here anymore.
Roger: Well too bad. I cinta to complain, and I'll keep doing it if I want. I'll continue complaining about lebih things now!
Anthony: Please don't-
Roger: Your voice sounds like shit. Maybe anda have a soar throat.
Anthony: Eh, not really.
Roger: And you're going too slow. The fastest we can go on this section is 60 miles an hour, and you're only doing 49.
Anthony: The speed is actually 50, because of the curve ahead of us.
Roger: And stop correcting me dammit!! What the hell have I ever done to you?!
Anthony: Let's see. There was that time in 1934 when we were double heading a train to the mines, and anda made my engine derail. Also, when we moved here from Germaneigh in 1945, anda tried to throw my papers away. In 1953, anda made fun of me for losing my accent, even though anda lost yours before me, and then-
Roger: Alright I get it!
Anthony: anda get it. Good.
Their train went down Sherman Hill, and Roger could see a train to their left. It was also heading for the yards.
Roger: Who's driving that train?
Anthony: No clue.
Roger: Whoever it is, I'm passing them. They won't enter the yards before us.
Anthony: Why not? I wouldn't mind.
Roger: His train is much shorter then ours. It only has two freight cars on it. *Passes the train*
Metal Gloss was the one driving the short freight. She slowed down in order to let Roger get ahead of her.
Roger: *Slowly enters the yards, and stops his train selanjutnya to the yard tower. He sees part of the tower is sawed off*
Snowflake: *Walks up to the train, and looks at Roger, and Anthony* Hello.
Roger: hey Snowy. It's been some time since our last encounter.
Snowflake: Don't call me snowy.
Roger: *Gets out of the train* Whatever anda say, snowy.
Anthony: I thought she didn't like that nickname.
Snowflake: He's not listening to me, so who cares?
Roger: *Uncouples the engines from the cars* Anyway, we got those engine parts over here for you.
Snowflake: Good. Pete will be very happy about that.
Anthony: Where is he?
Snowflake: Office. Signing a butt load of papers.
Roger: What is our selanjutnya train?
Snowflake: Your selanjutnya train is just a bunch of empties. Three box cars, seven hoppers, two gondolas, a stock car, and that's it.
Anthony: Where is it?
Snowflake: It'll be ready soon.
Orion: *Looking at the new engine parts inside the freight cars* Oh yes, those do look nice. And now-
Snowflake: *Hits Orion in the head with a hammer* Nice try. Really.
2 B Continued
This is my OC Donovan. He will take the role of Colonel Von Waldheim
Derpy: I really messed up on those invitations! I feel just awful!
Master Sword: Why'd anda bring me to Cake N' daging babi asap, bacon for our third date, I HATE this place!
Derpy: I told Cranky I could get 'em printed for cheap, but that meant hiring somebody with no experience using a printing press... Oh, I wish there was a way I could go back in time and fix all this.
Sword: To prove my hatred of this place, I'm gonna leave a lousy tip...under fifteen percent!... And then I'll send my meal back, even though it's EXACTLY what I ordered!
Derpy: Is it possible were having two different conversations?
Sword: How should I know, I'm not listening to you!
Master Sword: Why'd anda bring me to Cake N' daging babi asap, bacon for our third date, I HATE this place!
Derpy: I told Cranky I could get 'em printed for cheap, but that meant hiring somebody with no experience using a printing press... Oh, I wish there was a way I could go back in time and fix all this.
Sword: To prove my hatred of this place, I'm gonna leave a lousy tip...under fifteen percent!... And then I'll send my meal back, even though it's EXACTLY what I ordered!
Derpy: Is it possible were having two different conversations?
Sword: How should I know, I'm not listening to you!
Gordon
