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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2021-02-01 06:00 am

A New Platform [Intro Post February]

On the Train

Three days after the Voidtreckers return to the void after their adventures on the biosphere world, they are awoken by a familiar announcement.

"Good morning passengers, it is day Sixteen of the month of Jelly. Points have been updated on the system."

They have indeed, and everyone can spend the morning shopping. Those who have been on the train for a while will also be expecting the second announcement that comes a few hours later.

"Shortly arriving into a designated void platform. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." A lurch and a jolt and the windows fill with the fog that means they are at a platform. The fog seems thicker than usual and as they step out onto the platform they will find it is cold, very cold. Icy fog sticks to their clothing, makes it hard to see very far; the atmosphere is dark and gloomy.

As usual the first to leave the train notice nothing as they walk silently, rucksacks on their backs, towards the barriers: Alexis Rhodes, Elfnein, Itsuki Myoudouin, Ken Ichijouji, MT, Neku Sakuraba, Nike Lemercier, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Rainbow Dash, Rei Saotome, Taichi Yagami, Tsubomi Hanasaki, Yuri Tsukikage and Zechs Merquise all pass through the platform, not looking back before they disappear through the barriers and into the fog beyond.

But on the platform itself there are new faces. Wearing hoodies in all four colours, in various states of confusion.

For New Passengers

At first all they can see is steam, billowing around them as they come to their senses. As their eyes adjust, they will see they are on a platform, glass and dark stone rising in sturdy arches around them. Behind them is a set of barriers, and in front of them is a single track extending both ways into thick fog.

They are standing, in clothes that are not their own and a style they might not even recognise. They are carrying a rucksack on their back. For a moment it seems to just be them, alone in the white haze; then the steam begins to fade and they realise they aren’t alone.

The platform is not large with sixteen figures scattered around, all facing the tracks, all dressed in cargo trousers and hoodies. To both the left and right, tracks disappear into the mist. Then there is a roaring sound and out of the fog arrives a train. Jet black with gold writing on the side. The Voidtrecker Express. There is a hiss as the doors slide open and out step a strange assortment of people. Some are human, some are less so. Most are wearing the same hoodie in one of the four colours, red, orange, blue and purple, though some are sporting different clothes in a variety of styles.

The Train

After a short time, the doors hiss open again. Those from the train may encourage those on the platform to board. It’s not like there's anywhere else to go and even if there was, you feel a pull. A need to board, a feeling that staying on the platform would lead to something terrible. If that is not enough, there are plenty of people on the platform now, to encourage them onto the train.

Each ICP shows the same message and next to the screens there are stacks of leaflets written by those on the train, with further information (see
'Publications'). The store rooms have been restocked with fresh ingredients, including several crates of avocados, the ingredient of the month of Jelly, as well as all sundries.

For passengers that have bought items, these are also scattered around the luggage carriage in various suitcases and bags.

New passengers will find their ticket allows them into their cabins. They may need to negotiate for beds, especially if they want a top bunk!

Room is tight but there are storage cubbies at the head of each bed, beds fold up and the bottom bunks double as benches for the small table. There is storage under those benches full of spare blankets and pillows.

Departure

A second horn sounds to encourage any stragglers braving the freezing fog, and the doors slide shut. Veteran passengers know what will happen next, but they may wish to brief their new companions.

The train sets off, the fog obscuring the view again as it picks up speed.

"Welcome aboard, passengers of the Voidtrecker Express." A female-coded artificial sounding voice echoes throughout the train. "Please take the time to read the passenger information displayed on the Information and Communication points and familiarise yourself with the layout and emergency exits."

The train begins to tilt, leaving the ground and rising up into the fog-filled sky.

"Entrance into Voidspace imminent. New passengers are advised to remain seated. Entry into Voidspace in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

A shudder, a jolt, a lurch to the left. A flash of light, colourful and blinding. As quick as it happens it is done. The train seems to steady itself. The fog from the windows is gone now, replaced with a kaleidoscope of ever-changing colours.

Welcome to the Void!
springforth: (281)

I

[personal profile] springforth 2021-02-02 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Don't get rid of that, you don't get too many clothes on the train!

[Persephone is not dressed in any of the colors, instead in a long jade skirt and leather jacket. But she has an orange flower in her hair, the only nod to her team on her. Orange was not her color either.

The burning feet would be weird if she hadn't seen a man who had no head, only fire, walking around the train. As it is, she just watches him tug at the hoodie with vague amusement. Not often someone reacts to the mere presence of a color with that much ire. (Though if she'd been on the purple team...)
]

No one gets to choose what their color is, sadly. I'd have picked blue or red myself. Less immediate clashing.[Pause] I'm going to guess by the burning boots I saw fly by that you can't turn those feet off?
melodiouspacifist: (Nort Yeah yeah I'm on it)

[personal profile] melodiouspacifist 2021-02-02 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, uh, sure." Demyx said when he thanked him for the information, as long as he didn't have to write some kind of report maybe, he hated those.

"Oh..." Demyx shifted uncomfortably and offered a nervous smile. "Don't worry about it. It's no biggie. I barely did anything."
swansongs: (That I should really stick)

Dyme Graydon | OTA

[personal profile] swansongs 2021-02-02 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
Platform

Every time they stopped for a platform, Dyme always worried he was going to see a too-familiar face in the crowd of those who left, someone he considered a friend or wanted to consider a friend. He was relieved this time when there was no one he really knew among the line. At the same time, he felt selfish--it was good that people were leaving, wasn't it? They were going home. He thought, anyway. Maybe they weren't, maybe they were going somewhere awful. He had no way of knowing, and without the knowledge, he told himself that he couldn't get too wrapped up in the what-ifs.

Instead, he stepped off the train and greeted any one of the new faces who caught his eye with a cheery, "Hello!" He shoved his hands into the pockets of his orange hoodie and continued. "Welcome to the train. It's a little shitty but it's home away from home."

Departure

Dyme had been through this moment enough times by now that he didn't even bother moving from where he was seated by a window in the common carriage, instead glancing around him to see who wasn't listening to the announcement.

"What it says 'advised to remain seated', it really means it," he offered helpfully.

Around the Train

Instead of perching himself in the common carriage with his guitar, Dyme could be found in the music car sitting at the piano on the upper floor, playing a love ballad, soft and sweet. He was a little rusty, but clearly knew what he was doing. It'd been a long while since he'd gotten his hands on a piano, and he'd been strangely shy about using the piano on the train once the music car had been added, but today he'd gotten over that shyness.

Though he might have been engrossed in the music and not notice anyone who entered the car at first, he'd become aware of them shortly when he was finished.

Wildcard

[ooc: Find Dyme somewhere else around the train!]
yondu: (0 6 1)

[personal profile] yondu 2021-02-02 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Not my first time bein' press-ganged but the first time I got press-ganged to somewhere where they got cream an' sugar at the ready."

He pulls a face that's a sort of disgruntled kind of bewildered. Not much of this is making sense. Pretty high captivity standards.

"Guess I figured I should ask how long's this been goin' to see how stable it is." He's paranoid. He doesn't know how bad things can go wrong if the wrong people try to bust this thing up. And he's been the wrong people before.
dyingpro: Annoyed (The weight of the world)

[personal profile] dyingpro 2021-02-02 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[It's a good thing Kaiba speaks up, because a second more and Zagreus would have gone for the giant broadsword he's strapped to his back. Brow furrowing in disbelief for a second, Zagreus slowly reaches out with one hand and does see that, indeed, his hand passes straight through the large silvery creature before him. Fascinating stuff, really, but his attention quickly changes from the Blue Eyes Ultimate Dragon to their apparent owner.]

So your hydra here, you say it's made of light? But how is that possible? Are you sure it's not just died and come back as a shade?
singerofspells: A humpback whale underwater.  Image is cropped around the head. (Default)

Looking for Sleeper One, Cabin C

[personal profile] singerofspells 2021-02-02 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
S'reee was always an odd sight for most new arrivals -- someone clearly built for water floating in the air. Those who recognized her species might also realize that her size was all wrong. But what that meant practically speaking, is she tried to be careful heading through the halls at stops because she took up a larger 'footprint' (ironic for a person without feet).

But she also had good ears, and noticed that someone -- a new arrival -- was sitting on their bag with their head in their hands. "Is there something I can do?" she asked, trusting that between her SCA strapped to a fin and use of the Speech, she'd be understood.
thawed_pride: (Nort-How amusing.)

[personal profile] thawed_pride 2021-02-02 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Your actions might have been brief, but they were significant. I won't budge on you being deserving of gratitude, so you may as well accept it."

He gave a faint smirk, but the way he crossed his arms gave a stubborn look to his posture.
yondu: (1 3 2)

[personal profile] yondu 2021-02-02 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
"At least a little bit of everywhere has sugar."

That's self-explanatory and doesn't need a description, even if it doesn't always come from a cane. He takes the cup and lets it warm his fingers for a bit, same as he did with the coffee.

"Thank ya." He's polite enough to muster up that statement. And finally he takes a sip. Nods. That's fine. "How long you been on here?"
foxyou: (what.)

[personal profile] foxyou 2021-02-02 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
The fox in the purple hoodie looks decidedly displeased at having been noticed; the irritated way his tail is moving is a noticeable contrast to the carefully neutral expression on his face as he turns to face the stranger.

"And what would happen if I did? I don't recall choosing to ride this...carriage."

So what if he'd been thinking of doing exactly that barely a minute ago? Contrariness comes first!
wizard_redfive: (Smile)

Library

[personal profile] wizard_redfive 2021-02-02 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
Dairine had gone to the library to return some books and drop off one she had ordered a while ago. And, of course, pick up some new ones as well.

Seeing Conan sitting down at one of the reading spots, she smiles and waves. She doesn't bother shouting, figuring he's a detective and should notice.

Plus, library rules.
10billionpercent: (Huh?)

[personal profile] 10billionpercent 2021-02-02 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
Senku had been thinking about something but he looked up when Vexen caught his attention. Like the new arrival, he was in orange.

"Quite a bit. This is the Voidtrecker Express. It's a train that brings people onto it against their will for the purpose of saving the places it brings us." He answered easily enough.

"Everyone you see here is in the same position as you."
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Train

[personal profile] pleple 2021-02-02 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
That new woman WAS a bit peculiar, not that Ple Two had been paying attention to new arrivals this time. But it was apparent that she was new, beautiful to the point of being unrealistic, and more importantly completely fine with being here. Of course...

She didn't feel quite human. Ple Two was no jedi, but there was an aura about her that felt a little like she might be some kind of robot or... something. Which wasn't a big deal to her, if she could get along with people here.

Ple Two nodded at her, watching carefully for another moment.
yondu: (0 9 0)

[personal profile] yondu 2021-02-02 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Energy?"

He looks down at the coffee, just figuring that bitter might be something that relates to that. Welp. Looks like he's signed on now. He'll be wired and it'll make an already too damn long day feel even longer.

Alright, then. He sips his coffee.

"Just needed somethin' warm, didn't care much for the taste. Looks like whoever styled the food stores of this train an' the train in general was a real big fan of Terra."
deage: (flat stare)

[personal profile] deage 2021-02-02 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
"You don't have to sell me, of all people, on their usefulness." Do the 20 years many months she's spent with the Detective Boys mean so little? "I was more referring to the number that'd be sitting around with a second set, but if you already have two more in mind, by all means."

A slight pause. "Who else, though?"
azrthmtrnznthos: (....really?)

[personal profile] azrthmtrnznthos 2021-02-02 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
"There's no really 'one person' in charge, but each team does have people who've stepped up to be leads for it. Blue is Piccolo, I'm pretty sure. Green guy with antenna, keeps to himself a lot and doesn't speak much unless it's needed." A pause. "Most of us are pretty good about helping others settle in."
melodiouspacifist: (Aw We Do Too Have Hearts)

[personal profile] melodiouspacifist 2021-02-02 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Uhhhh sure, sure." Whatever it took to get Demyx out of this conversation, it was kinda awkward, really. He didn't really think he'd done that much, he wasn't looking for gratitude. He wanted to keep his head down and not be noticed.
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II.

[personal profile] singerofspells 2021-02-02 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
S'reee is normally out and about on platform days, to get as many 'sweet Powers, you're a whale!' conversations out of the way as possible, or at least past the boring (to her) bits. "Hello. No, not that I can tell. A lot of people aren't used to trains."
pleple: (Taking over)

Gym car

[personal profile] pleple 2021-02-02 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Well that's neat. Ple Two just sort of meandered into the gym car, not really expecting to use it if too many new arrivals were exploring, and pauses to watch Conan's trick shots.

"So. ...you're fairly good at that."
10billionpercent: (Avoiding Emotions)

[personal profile] 10billionpercent 2021-02-02 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
He wouldn't particularly care if he was polite or not, that fell into a category of things that didn't bother him either way.

"Three and a half months."

Senku reached for the coffee mug. "Done with this?"
seacub: (AND NOW A PIPE TOO??)

[personal profile] seacub 2021-02-02 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
Ahahaaa... "It's the best one I have...it wants people for rescue operations after all."

Hm.

"Oh- I said SpaceTime for a reason though. The train travels sort of...between it all, I think? It's called the Void. But it means visiting different dimensions on top of planets."
comefadeaway: (Hmm?)

[personal profile] comefadeaway 2021-02-02 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Yoite did swing to the fearful side, but at the moment, it was just as much a reminder for him than anything. He'd been told they were allies, so to him that meant harming them wasn't going to be allowed.

"I'm not sure why. The train wants us to save these places. That much I understand." He explained. "Last time we fought small robots. The time before that it was big ones, and a lot of people got hurt."
firewalled: (I'm unable to go back)

[personal profile] firewalled 2021-02-02 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
It was supposed to be easy. Rich's team was on laundry after all. It wouldn't be weird for him to be in the laundry room, and it wouldn't be a problem for him to throw in his binder along with the rest of the stuff. If any other team members came around, he could just say he'd handled this load, and shoo them away until it was all done and the undergarment was tucked safely away.

He'd already pulled this off a few times while his team wasn't on laundry. So how did it turn out that he'd fail this time? To make matters worse, the stranger poked their head into the room just as Rich was pulling the binder out of the wash, looking it over for any damage. He yelps and hugs it to his chest, as if trying to obscure it.

"This is... I, um..." He stammers, until he hears what the other man says, and his barely voiced protests trail off. Did that mean... was he really referring to what Rich thought he was?

"Well... o-of course," he finally stammers. "You're... older." Older people still do laundry, Rich.
Edited 2021-02-02 03:05 (UTC)
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Dining Car

[personal profile] singerofspells 2021-02-02 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"It's terrible, but you still are drinking it." S'reee wonders if she should be concerned. Generally speaking, the fact that most of the food and most of the people match up means she doesn't worry about diets beyond her own (read: what is the equivalent of a diet made mostly of small fish and crustaceans given what the train stocks).

But other non-humans means that she really hopes someone remembers to check this.
yondu: (1 2 2)

[personal profile] yondu 2021-02-02 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
She looks Krylorian, so he assumes that at first. Just that castaway thought of, 'oh thank crap'. All these people walking around with their varying shades of dirt. Not that they can help it. He just figured it was camouflage from Terran olden days.

"I just needed somethin' hot. Didn't put too much thought into it. What you mean about 'wake themselves up'?" Yondu has yet to make the discovery of Terran tier caffeine, despite years of having Peter Quill on his ship.
comefadeaway: (Hopeful)

[personal profile] comefadeaway 2021-02-02 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
Yoite smiled a little bit as he approached. "There are green books in the library." He reported softly. "And I saw some avocado in the gym." He hadn't noticed the tomatoes, but he did notice the avocado.