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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!
emerald_mirror: (are you on the square?)

[personal profile] emerald_mirror 2021-02-06 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander laughed a little bit at that--but then he shook his head.

"Nope. Not unless you want to give me one, Seto. I'm just--you're happy, so I'm happy. It wasn't a fun platform. Forgive me for wanting to borrow a little of your good feelings."

Kaiba...probably should've expected something like that from Xander, though, really. At least the former comment. If anything, Xander might look a little guilty about admitting to the latter, but he did just ask forgiveness, too...
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[personal profile] blue_ice 2021-02-06 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Seto thinks about it for a moment...that comment worries him a little, so he comes closer, gently lifting his locket up. Xander might notice that the familiar chain is now a double-loop, and there's a new ring hanging above the locket.

"I committed to Yugi," is his simple explanation. "We traded rings. No matter what, we're staying together. Even if the train drops us off on different platforms, I'll invent my way back into the void. I've done something like it before."

He has no illusions that it'll be easy...but he has the willpower. It's a feeling of contentment, with that easy happiness continuing. Then...he sighs, some sympathy flowing into his emotional output.

"Who did you lose on platform?
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[personal profile] emerald_mirror 2021-02-06 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
At first, Xander smiles, leaning in to look at the locket and the ring, and nodding at Seto as he explains.

"You've got the brains for it too, if anyone I know does." Nodding a bit, then, until Seto asks his next question, and the nephilim's face falls a little.

"Me personally? No one, this time, but I remember my friends who left...like Sven and Paper. Romeo lost Elfnein, and..." He trails off at that. On one hand, Xander knows that Siebren probably hadn't told Xander anything that he wouldn't trust Seto with. On the other hand--he'd listened in confidence, and so he keeps his peace. If Siebren wants Seto to know, the older man can tell Kaiba himself.

"You lose anyone, this time?"
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[personal profile] blue_ice 2021-02-07 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Seto can see that there's something he's not being told, but he lets it go. Xander had said he wanted positivity, and...unbelievably, he's in the best place to provide it.

"Alexis and Rei. They were from my world's future, and I didn't get to know them as well as I wanted to," he laments. "But apparently some version of me will be part of their future, so it's not over yet."

He closes his eyes and thinks another farewell for them, before turning back to Xander. "But if you're still reeling from emotional bleed...you can stay with me for a while. I don't mind. We could relax."
emerald_mirror: (I was born an original sinner)

[personal profile] emerald_mirror 2021-02-10 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry." But he does brighten a little at Seto's offer to hang out. "Thanks, I really do appreciate it!" Not that most people on the train are all downers all the time, but someone being really, genuinely happy? Even for a reason? It tends to be more few and far between.

And Seto's got a really good, really genuine reason to be happy.

"Congratulations on your commitment, by the way. Since I didn't actually say as much when you explained it to me. And I do appreciate the explanation!" And who else was genuinely happy for his friend's happiness? This guy!
blue_ice: (k bye)

[personal profile] blue_ice 2021-02-10 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll be fine," Seto promises. He does regret...but he has happiness right in front of him, and he's not letting that go, ever.

It's something he should share, actually. So after a moment of thought, remembering what Xander's told him before...he scoots over and leans against Xander, arm to arm.

"It's...made everything brighter. I'm glad I have so many people. You, too."

He lets his emotions say what words can't. Gratitude, fondness.
Edited 2021-02-10 17:37 (UTC)
emerald_mirror: (are you on the square?)

[personal profile] emerald_mirror 2021-02-12 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
If Seto thinks he's getting away without getting hugged, he's wrong. The taller teen leans against him, and Xander slings an arm around him and gives him a big hug.

And, because this is Xander, Seto should expect the sloppy kiss (loud, but thankfully dry) that the nephilim presses against his cheek. He can definitely feel Xander's spirits lifting, and he seems more than a bit happier, too.

"You're good people, Seto. Yugi's a lucky guy."
blue_ice: (and i had mine)

[personal profile] blue_ice 2021-02-12 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Seto is still working his way up to being comfortable with extended contact, so he has his little plan. Xander, of course, takes a mile when given an inch, and Seto's slightly startled. It's all so new to him, being accepted and cared for like this.

And, of course, he cares right back. So despite the squeak of surprise from that kiss, he clings and settles in for a proper, comfortable embrace. He radiates a playful fondness.

"...you're a really good friend. And not just to me."