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A New Platform [Intro Post March]
On the Train
Once again passengers are awoken by the morning announcement.
"Good morning passengers, it is day One of the month of Kazoo. 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 is thick, the air is warm and humid and there are rumbles of thunder, the air heavy with the promise of rain.
As usual the first to leave the train notice nothing as they walk silently, rucksacks on their backs, towards the barriers: Alfredo Martini, Daia, Enna Alchiba, Lord El-Melloi II, Natsuno Yuuki, Nita Callahan, Saku Gyousou, Sakura, V and Wen Qing
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, and seems smaller with twenty-seven 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.
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'). Those not new to the train will note the addition of an eighth sleeper carriage. The store rooms have been restocked with fresh ingredients, it seems the month of Kazoo is defined by the tomato and there are plenty of them.
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 as thunder rumbles further and the storm threatens to break. 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!
Once again passengers are awoken by the morning announcement.
"Good morning passengers, it is day One of the month of Kazoo. 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 is thick, the air is warm and humid and there are rumbles of thunder, the air heavy with the promise of rain.
As usual the first to leave the train notice nothing as they walk silently, rucksacks on their backs, towards the barriers: Alfredo Martini, Daia, Enna Alchiba, Lord El-Melloi II, Natsuno Yuuki, Nita Callahan, Saku Gyousou, Sakura, V and Wen Qing
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, and seems smaller with twenty-seven 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.
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'). Those not new to the train will note the addition of an eighth sleeper carriage. The store rooms have been restocked with fresh ingredients, it seems the month of Kazoo is defined by the tomato and there are plenty of them.
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 as thunder rumbles further and the storm threatens to break. 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!
Riku Replica | Kingdom Hearts | OTA
Much like a lot of other soon-to-be Voidtreckers, this teenager is very confused at not only finding himself standing on a train platform--which he's just learned the existence of today--but also wearing clothes he's never seen before. He might have to take a pair of scissors to the t-shirt's sleeves later, but at least the purple doesn't look too bad.
There were a bunch of other people there, and that was the part that freaked him out the most. Castle Oblivion wasn't the least bit crowded, having a population of less than ten that weren't some sort of mindless being of darkness, and there was white everywhere. The platform was foggy but populated by so much color and movement it was disorienting.
"What is this place?"
>>>A Wild Train Appears!<<<
Scratch the people being weird, the train has arrived.
And to someone who's never seen a train and can't even come up with the word and also only really knows fighting, it looks like a very large and powerful enemy.
He's going to fight it.
Someone should probably tell him that summoning a sword and approaching the train like he's trying to figure out the best way to attack it (or maybe the Treckers inside) probably isn't the best idea.
>>>7:E<<<
He scowls at the list of names outside the cabin, then at his ticket. The name--if one could even call it that--matched what his ticket displayed, meaning the room was for him...and two others apparently.
He swipes his ticket and peeks into the room. Empty of roommates so far, but he can tell it's not going to be the most ideal shared space if everyone happens to be inside at one time...which is why he's tossing his stuff up and claiming one of the top two bunks.
He'll be in there for a little while, going through the contents of his backpack and just kind of processing things.
>>>Choose Your Own Adventure!<<<
Hit me! Have you found him puzzling over something? Pretty much everything is new, so he'll be around!
Platform
He sighs as he approaches, clad in the familiar black coat over an orange shirt, and crosses his arms as he looks down at the Replica.]
And just what do you expect to accomplish there, boy?
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Either way, it's not doing anything for the moment, leaving him to address who's just approached. Someone who's very familiar, and who immediately prompts him to look around nervously to see if anyone else in black coats might be nearby.]
I'm...making sure that thing isn't going to be a threat. [That 'thing' being the train, of course.]
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Hoboy late tag is stupid late
A Wild Train Passenger Appears
Her eyes widen, but only momentarily before she switches immediately to fight mode. Unfortunately, her ink tank and bucket wasn't ready as this wasn't supposed to be a mission. By all accounts she's defenseless but that won't mean she will back down for as long as she can.
"Wait wait wait!! What are you doing?" Hands extended, eyes focused, back arched. She was ready to throw hands even if she was clearly at a disadvantage.
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"What do you mean? I don't wanna be caught off guard if that thing attacks."
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A Wild Train Appears!
[Masumi's response to seeing someone pull a sword on the train is to immediately rush in and intervene, aiming to talk him down as best she can before something actually happens. She's not really armed, but she'll still try and intervene anyways.]
Fighting really won't help anything here!
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[He says this, but he makes no effort to actually move or attack her, though he keeps his sword in hand.]
'Train'? That's what that's called?
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7:E What up clone party?
He stepped in and offered a shy smile and held his hand up in greeting.
"H-Hey. I'm Prompto!"
Heyoo
He's also half-concentrating on bunching his clothes up and stuffing them into his cubbie.
"Hey. Riku," he replies, giving a small wave himself. He probably should figure out if he wants to use that name or find his own, but that's something for later.
"You new too?"
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late tag is super late!
No worries
Platform
She held up a hand, offering a high-five.
Re: Platform
That's a duck girl that's welcoming him to the train. And to what's apparently the best team on it. That's cool.
He's not saying much in response, just staring at her in confusion, until she lifts up her hand. A high-five is something he does understand, so he reaches down to return it.
"So we're the cool ones?"
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Demyx stared at Riku, presumably for a moment. He was pretty distinctive even in his orange clothing.
Then, he decided, nope, and very gracelessly attempted an escape.
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"Why are you--"
And there he went. And 'Riku' followed.
"Come back here!"
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A wild train appears
She was in her full Organization coat, hood up, hiding her face. Her small frame was trembling. But she stepped in front of him and lifted her chin, hands at her sides curling into fists.
"Riku," she whispered, trying to be strong. She... She had to tell him. She had to stand up for herself. She... She was right this time, wasn't she? If she was a person... was she allowed to want to stay? To continue? To... exist? But she didn't want to go back.
"I... I am a person now," she finally managed to say. She swallowed hard, not sure what he would say or do next. But.. she didn't think he'd attack her. Probably not, anyway. The weapon he was holding wasn't what she was afraid of. Not really.
Forgive me for super late tag
"Uh...?"
He didn't attack her though, not yet, and even took a step back out of uncertainty when she approached. But Xion was noticeably smaller than Larxene was, and while she had her hood up hiding her face, he was almost positive she didn't sound the same.
And she called him 'Riku'.
'I am a person' she said, and that was weirder than any other part of the interaction up to that point, and that's what ultimately gets him to dismiss his blade, instead reaching for the edge of Xion's hood to try to push it back from her face.
"Who are you?"
Sadly I lack a Naminé icon.
Is okay
Re: Is okay
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Posting from my iPad, please excuse typos and errors
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Appears
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"Fighting?"
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Wild Train
"Hey! Hey, hey, hey, chill out for a second? Hitting the train with a sword probably isn't going to kill it, as much as I wish it would."
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He does have to recover for a few seconds from the recoil, so Rich has good timing.
"Yeah...what will hurt it?" He may not look like he's chilling, but this is pretty chill for him at the moment.
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"Why?"
She's right, but he doesn't know that yet.
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Who would win? One Riku Replica or one train. Let's watch and find out.
It was such a strange sight to see honestly. But once she had gotten over that she was now just confused about what he was doing.
"Are you...trying to fight the train?"
The train, in basically any situation
At first, he was looking at the train, but when he turns to talk to her properly, he cuts himself off. Before today, he's seen two women in his entire life, and he's almost convinced he's seen one of them again right in front of him.
"Nami--?" Wait, no, this one has red hair, not blonde. They have nearly the same face, though.
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7:E...........
Well a whole lot, as the door opens rather loudly.
"Ohhh!!! They're benches! They're beds and benches..!!"
Somehow, the potato has not noticed the roomie.
hi roomie!
A somewhat funny someone, and he can't help a little smile when he corrects the exclamation.
"Bunks."
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