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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!
i'm sorry she's like a cat with a laser pointer if something intrigues her
"I was havin-- Whoa!! How did you-- How is your hair doing that!?" Cherry didn't quite rush over, exactly, but she wasn't taking her time to get to her either. She wasn't touching, but she definitely wanted to. "Did you build something to make your hair move like this??" Clearly Cherry either has little knowledge of technology, or tech in her world can do some interesting things.
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And she is the type to hide tools in her hair as well. Helped her escape a few tight situations.
"My world has its own unique magical physics."
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"Oooooh!!! There's magic back at home where I'm from! It's all about manipulating aether, which is like... All of the energy of the world! And it can be aligned with an element, so, like, you can use lightning aether crystals to power big magitek automatons!" Electricity. It's electricity. "Or you can use ice aether crystals to keep things cold! Ms. Kha is a master mage and can do a lot of really cool stuff with it!" There's a pause.
"...I'm not really someone who uses magic, though. Just my hands and feet and chakra." She seems to run out of a steam for a moment before her tail curls excitedly. "What's the magic in your world like, then?? Oh, I wish I could write it down so whenever I get home I could share with Ms. Kha, she'd really love it."
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She gives her a 'two thumbs up' shape with her hair, and then uses them to point at herself. "Planetary energy is a way to describe it. My hair is infused with Etherian magic, but incredibly this whole train is subject to the physics of every individual it brings on! Including their unique magical structure."
This is all terribly amazing, Cherry. Can you tell! It's really great.
"Etherian magic ranges from natural to mechanically engineered to connect to various individuals. The ones that are strongest are the Princesses with access points called 'Runestones'. They're elemental Princesses and have a direct physical and instinctual conduit to the inner workings of the world."
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"Day to day stuff like how I like to keep my aether wind-aspected so I move faster? Or like how sometimes if I have a really hot cup of tea I'll shift to fire-aspected aether so my hands don't get hurt by the cup?" Or did she mean something else? She didn't know. Cherry's expression shifted into confusion as Entrapta tried to explain Etherian magic.
"I'm not sure I understand... Mechanically engineered? The inner workings of the world? So it's not like... Harnessing the energy of the world or anything? Like aether is kinda like um.. It's just life? If that makes sense? So is it like that and your people figured out how to also mimic it with automatons and machines?"
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Like a creepy crawly hair goblin Entrapta heads up the climbing rack on all fours and with the help of her hair. She perches up there.
"So if I'm at a distance and you casually use your aether, I could see how it flows through or around you! If you let me record a little bit I'll show you how it looks!"
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"Okay, so, um, right now I'm attuned to wind, so I'll drop that." To a normal onlooker there is nothing that seems to happen, but definitely her aether lost its breezy, ever shifting quality to it, growing still.
She entered her fists of the earth stance and her aether took on a sort of sturdiness to it that was hard to describe and if there was any dirt in the car from previous missions that was missed seemed to gravitate towards her. When she cycled into fists of fire her aether grew volatile and bright, with her aether flowing strongly through her. When she went back into fists of wind her aether grew airy and light, shifting like a breeze to match the way her hair seemed to move despite her standing still. In all stances she seemed to be drawing some aether in externally, but mostly just a change in alignment in her own personal aether. That may change with combat, though.
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Entrapta calls from where she's perched herself, legs dangling and doing little kicky feets as she watches. She chances the settings on her scanner to follow air currents as well as magical ones, seeing how the aether and the air aligns.
Some tuning and some color definition and she has a nice spectrum of input to show Cherry.
"Hey! That punching thingy made some interesting impact points! It's pretty neat."
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She shifted back into fists of fire and threw a few punches, then she took some time to anatman and build her aether and force open some gates of chakra - pending Entrapta's instruments she would be a lens flare of energy during this phase - but once she opened enough gates she would begin to throw her punches and kicks, smoothly shifting into fists of the wind as she did so.
Entrapta (without her tools) would notice that Cherry's speed would begin to pickup and her movements would be hard to follow. Each punch would connect with a bit of aether, but while she's in fists of the wind it was lesser than that of while she was in fists of fire. Different moves used different amounts of aether, though, some some were quite potent as she continued what Cherry would consider drills.
She'd stop at Entrapta's request, but she would otherwise continue on.