It didn’t appear all that different

Return of the Adventure Train Banner Previously: “Cujo sent you? Why didn’t she just warp-time?”

“She can’t, she’s fighting a force affecting the space-time-continuum.”

“What force?”

“A cat.”

“That figures, I guess,” Boomer sighed, “I hope it’s not Tiger-Lily.”

“I don’t know what cat, but likely it’s not your RW Tiger.”

“Cujo will prevail. In life she was fearless—in cyberspace she has no enemy strong-enough.”

“Yes. But she told me this one is formidable,” Earp replied, “But still, she’s confident she will win this—like an experienced gunfighter knows his or her skills.”

“You forget who she owned in life,” Boomer chided, “Were there any more instructions?”

“We go where the train takes us. The engine-crew are just along for the ride.”

Season 10—Chapter 2—Return of the Adventure Train—Episode 3…

Susie and Jay were to remain behind in Loco and Fort Justice to augment the marshals of both towns as deputy US Marshals (their adventure will be detailed in the next chapter). The others made their way to the station.

“Well—will you look at that,” Big Mac said as the train slowly approached the station, “The roof has been raised on the parlor car and the personal-quarters car is missing, as in not there, AWOL, gone.”

The train had changed

“Well—will you look at that…”

“Who’s in charge of modifications?” Sarah wondered aloud, “Does this mean we travel in 19th Century splendor?”

“You mean as in no modern conveniences—hot showers—computers—clean clothes?” Larry quipped, “This trip could get…ripe.”

“I expect the only way we can learn how ‘ripe’ Larry will become,” Boomer needled, “Is to inspect the Parlor Car.”

As the train stopped, our heroes climbed aboard and they inspected the parlor car.

They inspected the Parlor Car interior

They inspected the parlor car.

Inside it didn’t appear all that different—but Carl REALLY appreciated the higher ceiling—as only a six-foot, six-inch-tall person could appreciate.

It was Chris who first noticed another change—at both ends of the car there now was a door—a door which had not been in the old car.

She opened the door at the front…

“Hey look everyone!” She exclaimed, “There is an elevator behind this door!”

To be continued…

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About Jack Boardman

Just a little bit of a Curmudgeon.
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15 Responses to It didn’t appear all that different

  1. Sarah Cooper says:

    Oh, now that car has got to have an interesting blueprint!

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  2. Chris Shouse says:

    Not to the Gate Of Hell I hope …anyone going down?

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  3. Chris Shouse says:

    If we were stuck…Larry would get ripe!

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  4. Methinks thinks Fluttermatters that everyone here is implying that my good and most loyal friend Larry’s appointed ‘ripeness’ is tantamount to having arrived at the highest point of development or excellence. For those who know him know that this is his true countenance.
    None should although they may due to lack of recognizance for those who stand tall in the saddle, something Methinks Ms. Suzie has always appreciated, may jest lightly in good spirit at their peril.
    For were they to keep perspective – for as so often told by the Master – “never enter an elevator without buttons!”

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  5. sgtmajcarl says:

    I’m 6’9″ not 6’6″! 😛

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  6. I heard ‘anyone going down’ and followed the path to 3″ …. now, that’s just enough to tick me off for sure.

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  7. Jack Boardman says:

    BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

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