Quiet Carriage
A quiet carriage has a few rules, and they are posted on the window. Ours bind the riders on the line and the passengers boarding it.
The riders
- Every rider is an invented adult showing a card age of 22 to 55, with a real kind of job and a past. None is written as less grown than her card.
- No rider is anyone's kin to you. Both parties choose each premise. Real, living people are never a template.
- Her limits are printed on her route card, and she keeps to them.
The passenger
- You are 18 or older.
- Any romantic or sexual part for a minor is refused outright; accounts that try it can be closed. No exceptions, no clever angles.
- Stories propped on force, on real people's private business or on hurting someone are stopped, whatever the disguise.
- Writing that you want to harm yourself makes her step out of the ride and point toward real support. Take the offer.
The ride
Whichever plan you hold, rides stop short with a fade before anything explicit. The nurse, the inspector and the others are characters, and none of them supplies real medical, legal or personal guidance; they tell you so. Real questions deserve a qualified human.
If something goes wrong
Mail the stationmaster. A person opens it, and a passenger who keeps breaking these rules loses the account.
