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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!
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[personal profile] sciencegirl 2021-02-16 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"She explained it as magic, but in my experience magic and tech are closely entertwined. If the properties of one exist in a world, you can use tech to harness it. That includes biological developments, psychological drive, or cards.

"I don't know the rules, but I don't play cards that much. If you do, you should learn to play. I bet you'd be great at it."

She's going to go look at the game systems. She really, really wants to see what's inside? But she doesn't know if she'd be able to get it back together in time for people to use it. She picks up the wayward punished controller with her hair.
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[personal profile] gentle_jim 2021-02-20 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack considers that for a moment, stroking his chin in thought. "Huh... Guess you've got a point there. Who was it that explained it to you?"

"Heh, you know, I probably would be. Maybe I'll mess with it." That's the thing he likes about Entrapta: she's smart and she knows he's smart. Always a nice ego booster.

He pointedly does not look at the slightly banged up controller when she inspects it. "You play a lot of games where you're from?"

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[personal profile] sciencegirl 2021-02-20 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Najaran had her own version but I've seen Kaiba with this."

It's just facts, really. She's seen him work with things. She knows he's incredibly intelligent and productive. Denying learning anything he could, especially if he had an inclination, would be a waste.

"I don't really hang out with enough people to play games at home. I have designed labyrinths and enjoyed logic puzzles and I've helped Hordak build combat simulations... but I'm not very good at talking to people so most of what I do is by myself." Her expression wilts a bit and she holds her arm. Right.

But she fights to find the brighter side. "I've really enjoyed watching other people play, though! Even if I'm not participating in a game it's really interesting trying to gauge someone's strategy and their manipulation of the rules to gain an advantage. Especially in disadvantageous situations."
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[personal profile] gentle_jim 2021-02-21 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
He's got no idea who Najaran is, but he does recognize the name 'Kaiba.' He's pretty certain that was the CEO kid he met his first day on the train. They'd weirdly had a lot in common...

His brows knit slightly as she talks about her social life before the train, his first thought being that it sounds really pathetic. Normally his brain to mouth filter is non-existent and he would have just blurted that right out, but for some reason he makes a concerted effort this time to have another thought (and maybe listen a little more....maybe) before speaking. Maybe its her sad sack expression...

Maybe its the fact that all the games he plays are solo or online with strangers who exist only to get their asses beat (or screamed at when they beat him). Maybe its the fact he doesn't have any friends anymore to play video games with either.

He smirks at her last statement, stooping down and picking up an undamaged controller. "You're a smart cookie, y'know that? Do you uh.... do you wanna play something? Like. With me?"
Edited (maybe its mabelline) 2021-02-21 21:13 (UTC)
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[personal profile] sciencegirl 2021-02-21 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really?"

She shifts to being much happier, the grin genuinely reaching her eyes as she uses her hair to pick up one of the controllers and delivering it to her hands. She's fair enough that she won't cheat by being able to hit all the buttons at once.

Yet. This is still her first time, after all.

"Which one has the best explosions? I wanna blow stuff up!"