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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!
Wildcard
"Do you want a cup of tea?" He asked, at least polite enough to manage that, since arriving was a jarring experience.
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The offer calms him down and he nods, albeit awkwardly.
"Yes. Please."
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He glanced back at him again. "I haven't seen you before, so I'd deduce you're new."
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He does move to bow, just a little though. "I am Jiang Wanyin."
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He bowed in return, politely. "Ishigami Senku." He turned his attention back to what he was doing.
"Despite the strange situation we're in, it's not a terrible place to be in the moment, at least."
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"It is good to meet you, Ishigami Senku." From a man well versed in using first and last names. Head tilting, he looks over at the tea before he settles himself down.
"Have you been here long?"
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"Senku's fine." He told him as he brought over a cup of tea for him. "Four months." He answered as he fetched his own tea and sipped it. He didn't sit just yet, he was feeling a bit too antsy for that.
"So I've done the platform thing quite a few times by now. I can also answer a lot of questions, if you have them."
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Jiang Cheng accepts the tea gratefully, immediately bringing it close to his face so that he can smell it. It definitely makes him feel a little more like he's at home.
He isn't going to say that he can just be called 'Wanyin', though. That's for later.
"I'm not sure where to start," he scoffs, as close to a petulant child as anyone could be. "If I think of one then I know who to speak to."
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"Then don't worry about it." He said, sipping his tea again. "We're all stuck here, there's chores to do based on your colour, missions to save worlds, and that's the basics of it."
"What kinds of things do you do in your world? What is it like?"
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"I'm doing them," he says quickly, as if anyone would care one way or the other. Missions to save worlds, though? That sounds. Tolerable. He'd like to get some of his anger and irritation out through fighting.
"We protect people from monsters. We go on hunts to do it. And make sure they're all taken care of."
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"Lucky you." He said with a bit of a chuckle. He tugged on his orange polo shirt.
"Not really a team that sees much combat, at least, which is good because I'm a strategist, not a fighter." He hummed. "I have a lot of jobs, but many of them translate okay to the train."
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Whatever he's asked to do he'll be able to do it; fighting, leading, strategizing. He can do it all. He's has to learn, often the hard way, so he'll manage here too.
"If we need someone to fight I can take care of it." And finally he takes a sip of his tea.
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"Blue missions tend to be more in the realm of protecting animals or people, from what I've seen." Senku commented.
"Orange missions are more technical, repairing things, working with technology. Red missions are mostly combat oriented and purple is a mix between orange and red. We do missions once a month, it's a few days. The rest of the time we're on the train and nothing is required of you unless you want to do it. There's a lot of leisure activities. That's not enough for me, I made work for myself."
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He can protect people. Animals and people. He thinks about Fairy, thinks about the dogs he wasn't allowed to have, and something softens.
"I'll do - that." He breathes out. "I've started on the 'chores' we have to do. I... Want to help."
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"Around here I do a lot of experiments, I'm taking shifts in the medcar, I offer STEM lessons if anyone wants them, I cook because I don't have a chemistry lab to meddle in, and I'm usually working on a project at any given time. You shouldn't follow my example though, as I understand it, most people enjoy relaxing."
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"What's STEM?"
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"Science, technology, engineering and math." Senku replied. "It's just a shorthand acronym."
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"I'd like to learn, I think," he admits, voice a little quieter. "It sounds useful."
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"If there is anything I can do in return..."
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"But you never know, there could be something you know about that I don't and maybe you could just entertain my questions."
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He's used to that, at least; he's a Sect leader. It was his job to teach and train the disciples, after all.
"I'm a cultivator, and I'm trained in swordwork, martial arts and fighting evil things."
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At least, that's what he gathered from what he knew about the explanations and how it correlated to what other people told him.
"I'd be interested in hearing more about that. The swords and martial arts are not the kind of thing I would know about." Nor did he have much of an interesting. He couldn't physically do it it even if he wanted to.
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It feels like a problem to deal with later, but it's very clear that the teacup in his hand is very close to breaking into dozens of pieces.
"I. Can teach you." His hands relax, but then curl up again. "I'd be happy to."
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"I look forward to it." He admitted it. "I've been broadening my horizons a little bit since being here. I'm learning to speak Dutch because Siebren taunted me." That was right, he was going to learn a language out spite.
"And I've been trying to learn magic and I've got a book now I think will work, but I need to put some effort into it. Magic doesn't exist in my world, so I find it endlessly fascinating."
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