Day 2

Booksy Owly walked out of her room with the intent to find a library. She followed the LED boards and, lo and behold, found a beautiful library with every book imaginable. There was no way it would have fit on the train, but Booksy was too overjoyed to wonder about that. Then an LED board on the door said, BE AT THE DINING CAR AT THE SIXTH CHIME OF THE CLOCK. 

Booksy Owly shrugged and dove into the books.

After three hours, the bell started chiming. Everyone ran to the dining car. There were a bunch of empty plates and an appetizer menu. "Ooh, pot stickers," Somebody said. There was a POP and pot stickers suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Everyone else got the jist of it and ordered appetizers in the same way. Entree happened the same way (Somebody was positively delighted that sushi was on the menu and ordered it immediately).

Then Will took a mouthful and was immediately in convulsions of agony! It was...was...

"Oh no!" Indigo cried. "It is a fatal level of spice! Somebody call a doctor!"

Somebody jumped up. "Okay!" she ran off.

But she was too late... Will had already died of overspiciness.

Rest in capsaicin, Will T., rest in pieces. 

 Weirdest. Awesomest. Train. EVA! (Will and his bunkmates are on the way to the dining car.It's 8:00 am)                                                                       

Will: I wonder what kind of food they serve here. I hope they have-        
Danie: BACOOOON!!!!!!!!!                                                  
Will: Uuuhh, sure.                                                        
Dridian: choco chip pancakes for me.                                      
Danie:(with a dreamy expression) Bacon.....                                
Squeak: Cheese grits here. Duh.                                            

They walked into the dining car to find that a lot of passengers had already arrived. The group found a seat and sat down. Danie all of a sudden started pounding his head against the table.  

                               
Nature: what's wrong?                                                                                    
Danie: They (pound) don't (crack) have (smash) any (table makes a creaking sound ) bacoooon!                                                                            
Indigo and Nature simultaniously slap the foreheads.                              
Indigo: sooooo...what's on the agenda today folks?                                  
A random pie flies or of nowhere and explodes on Dridian, whose face turns the same color as the strawberry pie that hit him.                                                                                                   

Masked piester from somewhere in the back of the car: Sorry! I was aimed at Brookeira!

Dear Diary,

I need to stop opening my door.

Today I,m writing from the Happy Butterfly Express, where there are lots and LOTS of murderers. I don't care what the train master says, I can feel it. Caraysia feels it too-she just keeps whining and howling, untuil I toss her dog treats.

But, I have survived stuff like this before! (Or at least, I am surviving stuff like this. Maybe I'll die, who knows.) And my roommates seem nice, not creepy murderer type people. Then again, you never know what someone's truly like... 

Day 2

There's a empty bed in one of the rooms tonight. Will's bed. He died of a fatal dose of spice. It wasn't an accident, I know that much. I have a hunch that it was Indigo as she seemed to know exactly what he was dying of. However it is just a guess and I am certain of nothing.

I should have burned those Happy Butterfly Express people to ashes the moment they came to my doorstep. Then they would have never told anyone to come on this train. But I can only regret my choices and hope for the best. I want to do more than just hope I want to take action to find this "Train Master" AND BURN HER TO CHARRED SMOKE. That is how I feel on the matter.

There's a grey cloud hanging over all of us. Partially because of Will's death and partially because of what the Train Master said the first day. 

The words may be my last. Who knows? Everything is uncertain.

Good night. 

After a no-bacon meal, Will died. RIP him. Sorry dude.

I always die in stuff like this. I mean, I died like... I don't know, 5 times? One of those times by a sea creature.

TOP!

Day 3

When the CBers woke up the next morning, the Train Master's voice came over the PA. "Hey, you Chatterboxers! Today is the day of the Random Pudding, Jell-O, and Custard fight! The RPJOC fight starts this afternoon, so ya better get ready!" the system clicked off.

At first there was silence. Then:

MP: Off to make pudding!

Chaosie: Ooh, ooh, me too!

Cayke: Okay, sure.

Somebody and Danie: CUSTAAHD TAAAAIIMMMEEE! 

Shifting Sands: Okay, I suppose I shall require a trip to the non-corporeal blaster that shoots corporeal pudding dimension.  

Squeak: There's a non-corporeal blaster that shoots corporeal pudding dimension?

SS: Oh, yes. Where do you think I get my non-corporeal blasters that shoot corporeal pudding?

Volcano: I like JELL-OOOOOOOOO and CUSTAAAHD and PUUUUUUUUDDDINGAH! TIME FOR DA FIGHT!

Indigo: Can't miss this one!

DO: OH YUSSSSS! YOU SHALL ALL FEEL THE WRATH OF MY BRUSSELS SPROUT JELLO!!!

Baelfire, Feather, Booksy Owly: Oh dear, I don't quite think I want to do this…

The Train Master: ATTE NDANCE AND PARTICIPATION IS MA-ANDATORYYY!

Baelfire, Feather, Booksy Owly: *whimper* okay.

Brookeria, St. Owl, Shadow Dragon, HotAirBalloon: Well, okay, sure…

Dridian, Spyro: Oh yeah! 

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The Train Master: The RPJOC fight will begin in ten, nine, eight…

*all the CBers grab whatever pudding, Jell-O, and custard they have and skid into the Random Pudding, Jell-O and Custard fight room just as the Train Master sats "ZEROOOOOOOOOO!!!! FIGHT!"*

Masked Piester made the first move. In one swift motion, she pulled out some chocolate pudding and, with sure aim, hit Brookeria smack in the face with it. Brookeria retaliated and threw a veritable mound of frozen-solid Jell-O at MP. It hit Somebody instead, and BAM. Suddenly Somebody threw custard at Brookeria so hard it missed completely and hit Devil Owl, who was speedy to fire a barrage of brussels sprouts Jell-O in the general direction of Somebody. This cycle of retaliation, missing, and hitting someone else continued, pulling everyone (incluing Shifting Sands with her non-corporeal corporeal pudding blaster) in, and in precisely 42 seconds the entire RPJOC fight room was covered in Jell-O, custard, and pudding. 

But alas! Custard, poisoned custard, flew gracefully across the room and landed on Indigo's face. Fast acting stuff it was, and she died before she hit the floor. Violins played as Indigo's lifeless body crumpled to the carpet. 

"Ah, the casualty," the Train Master said. "Welp, that's all, folks..."

Rest in custard, Indigo, rest in pieces.  

Chad stays on the train. Don't forget, he has artificial intelligence!

Day 3

Yes I know I didn't make a day 2. I've been busy. OKAY DON'T JUDGE ME DIARY.

anyway 

Will T and Indigo are both dead. I'm confused. Who would be doing this? Everyone's been friends here for so long...

After Will died of overspiciness, I saw S.D. eyeing Indigo suspiciously. I guess that theory's been proven wrong.

But, who could it possibly be? What if it's someone in MY BUNK ROOM? What if they kill me in my sleep? oUo

I don't know who to trust anymore.

I kinda suspect Somebody, because Indigo was killed by a poisonous custard, and Somebody was the only one I saw throwing custards. Who knows, I might be wrong.

I'm fine with being wrong, as long as it doesn't mean *gulp* being next.