::She couldn't believe her eyes.

Or her ears.

Or any other part of her body.

Ema was now back on this train, a train that had both good and bad memories alike. Looking around, she tried to see if any of her fellow passengers were around, namely Dr. Horrible... She had a bone to pick with him.::

::Wandering down the halls of each cart, Ema tried to think of something to do to get her mind off the dire events from before. There really hadn't been much to do since Dr. Horrible left anyway. Everything that needed exploring had already been examined from nearly every angle. She thought about playing some Dance Dance Revolution, but she felt ( Read more... )

::Ema set up the 'super villain party' she had been planning for the past couple of days inside the dining cart. There wasn't much she could do in terms of decoration, but she did the best she could with crepe paper and colorful sheets of paper. And the 'ghost chef' had served hoagies and french fries, which would be the refreshments for this get- ( Read more... )

::Since Ema had improved a bit in her DDR endeavours, she had moved on from Beginner's mode to Light. Moving to the techno beat of this song, Ema had gotten a better hang of Dance Dance Revolution, though she still rarely got any A ranks. Even the DDR machine wasn't as harsh with her anymore.::