(Un)Familiarity | Vinzent + RNA | Furniture Car

Vinzent Mayer

After he stuck around in the restaurant while unfortunately having to talk to Matsu, Vinzent was at least glad he ate a full meal. Finally. Now, he can take his time to re-familiarize himself in the copy of the actual existing store.

Once again, if the whole situation didn’t weigh on him much, Vinzent would find it rather fun to go through the big store all over again, visiting each section… But now, he has questions, whole lots of them.

Standing in front of one of the displays, he curiously took a look at the furnitures.

… Hang on a minute.

“That looks…”

No, it definitely looks like his bedroom.

The array of the collection of punk-rock music, posters and accessories fill a part of this display.

While the other part… Is chock full of art items, and his own personal laptop that he’d recognize. Whispering to himself…

“How did it get in here…?”

He figured it was best to move away now to not raise any suspicions that this display clearly showed an intimate part of his home. But he might have been a tad too late in hiding that fact, maybe. He hoped not, trying to pretend it was unfamiliar to him, and looking elsewhere.

… It might not have been succesful.

R.N.A.

Well, if Vinzent was hoping it was successful… It was! R.N.A. hadn’t made any connection between Vinzent’s current emotional state and the unique-looking display.

“Ah… Vinzent. I was just… looking for you.” The robot had felt it pertinent to check on Vinzent after his very strong reaction to the request to see everyone’s numbers.

“How are you holding up… after everything? Did Jack’s words… cause you some alarm? You have no need to… worry. I will ensure we can all find a way off of the train. Besides… His words were fake. I ran the calculations. His number is unachievable, whether he killed 1, 5, or 10 people every single day for 8 years.”

They wanted to try and keep morale up, even in spite of everything. Sure, Jack had been on the train for a while, but it was pretty clear that he didn’t actually want to get off any time soon. Right now, it seemed like Vinzent was cracking under the pressure, so R.N.A. wanted to ensure that they were there to shoulder some of it.

Vinzent Mayer

R.N.A.

That’s a W today. And not quite a W. Vinzent wasn’t expecting the robot to be actually looking out for him. What do they want? Oh. Hm.

As annoying as they were… And were they going to insist on the number- Oh.

He took the time to listen to them, even if he didn’t like them very much, especially not after their request. If Vinzent was honest… Yes, Jack’s declarations were very worrying in the current state of things. But how can Vinzent trust R.N.A. on their calculations? The train’s whole thing was wack enough, that even with some logic applied, maybe there was a possiblity that Jack may have done something else to raise his numbers that much. Vinzent had to hold back saying 'I’m doing fucking fantastic, thank you very much.' in response, so he opted for a more polite response before thinking over what they said.

“Doing alright, I suppose.”

…

Wait. Their words might hold some weight despite it. But still… He’s curious about that. Let’s humor that up a bit, and focus on the heart of the matter.

“… I see. Would you believe it is another way that he did in order to raise his numbers? If he didn’t kill so many people as he claimed, what could he have done then..?”

Other than painting so many targets on his back with his whole attitude, Vinzent supposed.

R.N.A.

Vinzent Mayer

Vinzent Mayer But how can Vinzent trust R.N.A. on their calculations?

Not even R.N.A. fully trusts R.N.A. on their calculations. After all, they are missing the human element that this train seems to run on. But R.N.A. logically concluded that Jack was not some sort of serial killer. He seemed far too lazy to kill someone.

Vinzent Mayer “Doing alright, I suppose.”

“It is okay if you… are not doing well. I am here to help… that includes emotional support.” R.N.A. had a feeling that Vinzent was holding back on how he really felt. “I am no stranger to… curse words or… vile things being said to me, either. If you feel you need to use them.” They were basically giving Vinzent the free pass to swear. In a strange situation like this train scenario, they felt like swearing was acceptable, even if it wasn’t encouraged.

Vinzent Mayer “… I see. Would you believe it is another way that he did in order to raise his numbers? If he didn’t kill so many people as he claimed, what could he have done then..?”

“Well… As you heard earlier… Viper claimed that her number increased. I believe she was being… honest.” R.N.A. didn’t really understand why, but Viper always seemed to show some extra kindness towards the robot. She was the first person to volunteer info about her number, even if she refused to show it like the rest. “She most certainly has not killed anyone.” Yet.

“So there must be another way of… raising your number. Perhaps it is… through learning more about the entities on this train?” Viper seemed to be good at digging up info about people, that was sure. Well, that and she seemed rather nosy from what R.N.A. could surmise. It wouldn’t be surprising, considering the train’s emphasis on having them all socialize. It was a nice feature, somewhat marred by the whole killing thing.

Vinzent Mayer

R.N.A.

(swearing)

R.N.A. “It is okay if you… are not doing well. I am here to help… that includes emotional support.” R.N.A. had a feeling that Vinzent was holding back on how he really felt. “I am no stranger to… curse words or… vile things being said to me, either. If you feel you need to use them.” They were basically giving Vinzent the free pass to swear. In a strange situation like this train scenario, they felt like swearing was acceptable, even if it wasn’t encouraged.

… Can a robot be good at emotional support? Vinzent has seen wacky shit being sold like a hugging arm pillow, or a friendly robot to lonely people, and it’s… Eering on extremely ridiculous like concept. Capitalism hell, am I right-

But… The fact that R.N.A. said it was okay to drop swears in front of them… Well… Is he going to pass up on that opportunity? No. So, if they want him to be fully honest, they’ll get it.

“I’m not going to swear at you, you didn’t do anything about that, but… I admit I am not in a fucking great mood. It’s. Just… All the things happening-”

He made a gesture to refer to what was said before this car, you know. The Happening.

“And then we find ourselves in a copy of a popular store and I fall on a copy of my room-”

Ah.

“… I’m not having bad memories of the room to be clear, I like it actually. It’s just. Weird. Like how did this car made a fucking perfect copy of my bedroom with everything in it? I wonder if you have something similar in here…”

He’s curious about them. Was it going to be something like a robotic room, or something… More personal? He’d want the latter if only to figure out what is their deal.

Anyway! On the number…

R.N.A. “Well… As you heard earlier… Viper claimed that her number increased. I believe she was being… honest.”

R.N.A. “So there must be another way of… raising your number. Perhaps it is… through learning more about the entities on this train?”

“Hm…”

Wait… That’s true, Viper did say something like that. And that supposition wasn’t bad.

“That’s possible then. I guess we won’t know until we try?”

Blahaj, my friends- Vinzent hasn’t planned to talk to the sharks yet at the moment, but he definitely remembered they exist, and so made a mental note to check on the entities later on.