#train fare

[news-buzz]

Train passenger handed £462 fine for simple railcard mistake | UK | News News Buzz

A train passenger was fined £462 after a simple mistake left him with the wrong ticket. The traveller was taken to court by Northern Rail after he incorrectly used a discount card on a short journey between Prescot and Liverpool Lime Street. The unnamed traveller, whose case was highlighted on X by Bolton News reporter Jack Fifield, was fined £220, alongside a victim surcharge of £88 and costs of…

[beggars-opera]

The fact that the Boston transit system has been a garbage fire for so long that our mascot is a sad little man who is literally stranded on the train until the end of time due to a fare increase. Charlie's desiccated corpse has been riding this train since the 1940s and everyone just sort of rolls with it it this point

[taffywabbit]

a cover of "Panic Station" by Muse, ideally suited for chases through futuristic train platforms full of loop-de-loops and hostile robots!

usually I have a really hard time doing arrangements of existing songs, but I felt unusually motivated to tackle this one and managed to see it thought to completion! (took me a while because I kept spending too much time jamming out to what I already had done instead of working on the next parts lol)

♫ made with OpenMPT! ✎ cover art by me! ► SoundCloud link: https://soundcloud.com/taffywabbit/turmoil-terminus-zone ★ original song (for comparison): https://youtu.be/vk24UKKI4yY?si=RdQkA4BAHoRX1d7P

and here's the full-size cover art, while i'm at it!

[absolutechaosss]

True magnus protocol horror is UK train fare, as it should be

[demilypyro]

Ok so my checkup went well but just paying for train fare to Amsterdam and back to reach the clinic set me back like 60 bucks. So if y'all don't mind I'm linking my ko-fi

https://ko-fi.com/demilypyro

[zisurru]

normally “he needs to get laid” is a dismissive and shallow response to someone’s emotional strife but in the case of ldpdl it’s actually true. he has problems that are fundamentally caused by his refusal to bust and there’s only one solution

[thethinkingcloth]

i think it’s so funny watching show fans say “yeah lockwood pays for everything!” when in the books lucy gets soo pissy about george and lockwood always conveniently “forgetting” their wallets at home and making her pay for everything

[anxiouslowercase]

sas rh: let eoin survive the fall au » a tale of two lieutenants

[fivie]

i’m gonna backpack all of europe except instead of a normal route i’m just gonna go to every single location mentioned in UNW in order /j

it only counts if you do it in story order, here I made you a handy numbered route map

and yes you do have to go back to Paris for every time E and R did, that's very important

[yokohamabeans]

I was walking around Roppongi when I passed by a familiar place!

It’s where the Roppongi Battle of Ashes happened (or at least, was inspired by)!

If you guys would like to look it up, it’s Roppongi West Park. 

[ratnurse]

NO FINE!!!!

[stellamancer]

i wasn’t going to post this initially, but i tinkered it too much to just let it sit in my drafts lmao. i think i wrote this while working on another wip- i just really wanted to write a chase scene lmao. i’m a sucker for The Chase in all forms. 

contains: fem reader, typical bkg potty mouth

You slam your train pass to the sensor, fidgeting impatiently as it registers and lets you pass. Once the gate opens you hurtle through, taking a second to look back and see how much distance is between you and your pursuer. 

Not much— Bakugou’s at the gate, glaring daggers at you and you think maybe he’ll jump over it instead of paying the fare like everyone else. You don’t take the time to find out though, and barrel down the stairs to the platform, jumping three steps at a time. When you hit the ground you can sense Bakugou hot on your tail, but you don’t dare look back. You have to figure out which train to get on. Preferably one that’s about to leave. 

You start running again, spotting a train that looks like it’s been sitting at the platform for a hot minute. That’s the one you need to board. You sprint toward it, dodging college students, salarymen and anyone else unlucky enough to be in your way.  

Behind you, there’s a loud howling and you know it’s Bakugou. 

Shit.

You were hoping he wouldn’t see which train you were going for. 

It’s fine though. 

Probably. 

You throw yourself onto the nearest car and start moving, etiquette slowing you to a brisk walk as you head toward the next car. A couple girlish screams behind you alert you to Bakugou’s arrival onto the train. Inwardly, you curse and pray the fangirls can keep him distracted long enough for you to put some distance between the two of you. 

You make it to the next car without issue, and you’re about to move onto the next one when you hear his voice behind you.

“Stop fucking running!”

If he were paying any attention then he'd know that you're not actually running you're walking, walking very, very fast. Not that it matters to him.

When you reach the next car you spot a sign that fills you with relief hanging above the door on the opposite end. If you can make it through that door then you're home free. 

He’s close though, he’s very, very close. If you are just a touch too slow then he’ll catch you and it will be over.

You can sense him lunging for you and you say fuck it and just throw yourself at the door to the next car. He almost, almost gets you, his fingers brushing the back of your blouse as you pass through the threshold of the women’s only car. 

Triumphant, you turn around and see him glaring at you on the other side of the door. There is naught but air between you, and you both know that technically Bakugou could just take a few steps forward, breaking the rules and enter the women’s only car to grab you if you were a villain or something like that.

But you’re not. 

You giggle and stick your tongue out at him, clearly mocking him.

He scowls, annoyed and handsome and then slams his hand on the door frame connecting the two cars threateningly. “Betcha think you're so goddamn smart— running in there, but joke's on you, princess, ‘cause there’s nowhere else for you to run now.”

Slowly, you blink and turn, looking and sure enough you’ve run yourself right into a corner; this is the last passenger car.

Fear starts to crawl up your stomach, but you keep your expression neutral. 

“Just you wait,” Bakugou snarls, sounding almost amused as you think of how you’re going to weasel your way out of this. “You're gonna hafta get off eventually and when you do…”

He trails off, punctuating his threat with a malicious grin and you wonder why anyone ever gave this guy a hero license. 

[dapurinthos]

it's not the going out that's the trouble (the jedi spaceport connects to the nearby transit station through a skytunnel that opens up behind the ticket desks/turnstiles). it's the getting back.

“What’s the problem here?” Sifo-Dyas turns around to face the traffic cops. He pulls an exaggeratedly confused face. Dooku looks away. “My card isn't working,” Sifo-Dyas tells the blue police droid. He holds his transit pass up so that the gold foil of the Jedi logo faces outward, to make identification a lot easier. It would, if most of the logo hadn't been won off. The traffic droid takes the card and holds it over the invisible laser. It gives a disgruntled beep. “You already swiped it, Master Jedi. Go on ahead.” “Great!” Sifo-Dyas plucks his card from the droid’s pincers and shoves it back into his pocket. He tugs at Dooku’s elbow and huddles me in front of them. “Master Jedi,” says the police droid. “Don’t,” mutters Dooku. “Sir, you can't take three people on one card!” The light on the droid’s head starts to strobe an irritating, incessant red. I look down at the floor. “But it's a monthly pass! I'm supposed to have unlimited rides.” “You.” The droid points. It moves its pincer-finger. “Not you. Also not you.” Sifo-Dyas points at himself. “Jedi.” He switches to his thumb to indicate me and, by including my general area as he waves his hand back and forth, Dooku, as well. “Also Jedi.” “Where is his transit pass?” “Forgot it,” says Sifo-Dyas without a hint of remorse. He leans forward to tell the droid in confidence, “He’s been forgetting a lot of things lately. It's getting a bit worrying.” What’s going on here? Two more traffic cops, neither of them droids, stroll over. The droid’s flashing light ceases.

[hearditinapastlife2019]

stats from my last run on OCTOBER 11? can’t wait to see how i do after my 6 month winter break

[a-a-a-anon]

alexei sayle's collection of the young ones (and other shows he was in) scripts available for viewing why must you be in kent across the world. i just want to see the handwritten edits

[four-for-fidelity]

girl help my company is taking everyone to a baseball game instead of giving people living wages