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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!
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!
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Otoha heads back to the luggage car, starting to pick through the packages. There's two - a bag that he peeks in - yep, that's his clothes. There's also an envelope, and he pulls back to slide it open slightly.
He catches just the edge of Reiji's smile before he has to take a deep breath and close it again, turning to head towards the cabin so he can stash both of his packages. And, if his roommates aren't around, let himself cry for a minute.
[Morning Chores]
Greenhouse, cleaning, washing up, breakfast. He's gotten the routine down by this point, so it's not too hard to find him. He doesn't spend a ton of time in the greenhouse, just enough to check his seeds and water them.
He'd water whatever Ryo's planting too, but he's not sure how much water it needs.
Cleaning is a pretty basic affair, and he avoids people when he can. It's easier to just get it done if someone isn't in his way. Washing up is less a full thing rather than making sure his hands are clean before eating.
And his breakfast is always just 'whatever he can find easily', so if someone's made something good he's grabbing that.
[Post-Platform] (OTA, but close CR wanted in particular)
It's hard to believe that they grabbed her, of all people. How does this thing even do that? His brain is buzzing with anxiety and excitement - he'll be so much more useful now that she's here. But he also knows that some of his... friends? Allies? They've expressed some... reluctance to the idea of her.
But there's no point in delaying things, so he goes to find people, and once that's done he just starts wandering the train, checking out whoever's new or who he hasn't run into yet - especially if they're on the Red team.
Often, he's accompanied by a small white cat. Sometimes, he isn't.
[[ooc; Let me know if you want Yurine in or not! They can be wandering separately.]]
Post-platform, cat welcome (sort of ;) )
There's a little plastic ghost sitting on the counter next to their lantern, with glowing green eyes and little chains that seem to rattle on their own. As Otoha comes in, they rattle, prompting Soldat to pause in their whisking to lean over and pat the top of its head with a finger. So they note Otoha's entrance without being smack in the middle of something. "Hey. How'd the platform treat you?"
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"Well..." He turns and gestures towards the cat, stepping aside so they can get a better look at each other. "... They managed to grab Yurine from Shinjuku. I don't know how." He lets that sit for a moment.
"Yurine, this is Soldat. Soldat, this is the yurine of Shinjuku."
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After a moment, though, she drops the cat-shape altogether--easier to talk that way--and reappears in her red clothing. Somehow with those goggles still on her head.
"One of the friends. He told me about you."
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Two rapid steps has the Asset between Otoha and Yurine, a knife in each hand and metal arm whirring threateningly, facing Yurine and expression flatly angry. "No."
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Post-Platform, no preference on cat
So he's not in the spa car, and he's not in the music car. Nor is he in the garden or greenhouse cars.
Nope, this time he's in the standard car. Sitting in one of the seats, slumped against the window with its crazy whirling void shit...
...Sound fucking asleep.
Like you do.
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"Hey. I've got shit to tell you."
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Reflex. That's a fucking reflex, he's such a god damned troublemaker.
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Or just a lazy nap? Either's fine with him.
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How did I lose this tag...
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Post-Platform, Catte!
It's only when Otoha arrives that Ryo realizes that energy is coming from the cat that's accompanying him.
...well, okay then.
He turns that same smile to Otoha. "Who's your friend?" And why does it feel like an entire city's worth of people?
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Hopefully this will go... better than the last encounter. But Ryo's not a fighter. "He's been helping to patch me up after fights."
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She does at least give a soft little meow at her introduction. She can understand, but she would at least like for this to go better than the last time.
Granted that is a low bar.
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The fact that Otoha is introducing him to the cat is a little odd, sure, but Otoha's circumstances are odd to begin with and Ryo's sense has already informed him that this is no normal cat. This is important to Otoha, and he will go with it. Still on his knees from working in the soil, he reaches a hand out, palm up, like he would normally greet a cat. "Nice to meet you." A beat. "Do you talk?" Saash is one of his roommates; a talking cat is certainly not outside the realm of possibility.
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Post-Platform! Kitty can come too!
Now that that's done though, he's content to retreat back to the music room. When Otoha finds him, he's got a guitar in his lap, strumming some soft, melancholic tune, before he realizes he has an audience. He looks a bit flustered, but grins. "Oh! Otoha, hey. Was kinda lost in my own head for a minute there."
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"Hey there. It's fine. Someone from my world showed up." He gestures over and... Otoha, that is a cat. "Yurine, this is Rich, the one I'm helping out. Rich, this is the yurine of Shinjuku."
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She's at least polite this time and shifts into her more human (ish) form while she looks at the boy in silence for half a breath. Otoha certainly does find a certain kind, doesn't he?
"Otoha says you're a friend."
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"Jesus, you scared me! I didn't know you had friends who could do that!" He directs that at Otoha with a smirk. "It's nice to meet you, Yurine. I am a friend. I hope Otoha hasn't told you too much of my sorry escapades."
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Morning chores
When he sees Otoha, he wonders if he should come back another time. Their last interaction hadn't gone very well, and he was partly to blame because of his meddling. He stays a few plots away. The distance will show he means no harm, right?
"... What are you growing?"
Re: Morning chores
That's enough reason to not attack someone, right there.
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"... You knew I held onto your soul? I normally handle souls and not the bodies I free them from. I wanted to make sure both came at the same time." Especially with the strange location of Otoha's soul. He didn't know how strong or weak the connection would be.
Death Incarnate, a god, wouldn't apologize. But Thanatos... maybe he could. He knows how gods can make a mess of things when getting involved. "I apologize for the distress I caused."
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"... What are you, exactly?"
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Post-Platform, as agreed~ (No preference which order tags come in)
After Saash having arrived last platform, however, she can't help but feel a sense of deja-vu.
"/Dai Stiho,/ - Yurine, right?" she checks, coming up from behind the two, dropping out of the Speech with the sheer amount of caution in her voice.
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"Who are you?"
She's still not used to interacting with people, either.
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"What he said. Plus, I'm a wizard in the service of Life, and I knew some healing, so..."
She shrugs.
"I did some surface repairs, during that discussion about the books."
Just what was willing to be healed, of course.
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