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A New Platform [Intro Post April]
On the Train
Once again passengers are awoken by the morning announcement.
"Good morning passengers, it is day Sixteen 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 after lunch. A lunch that may be a bit sparse: between the big eaters and the stress bakers, the stores have been stretched thin the last two weeks.
"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 steam is thin, with blue skies seen above. The sun shines brightly down, warm light pooling on the platform.
As usual the first to leave the train notice nothing as they walk silently, rucksacks on their backs, towards the barriers: Cassie Lang, Glorfindel, Jessie Custer, Olivia, Paddra Nsu-Yeul, S’reee, Thea Queen, Wei Wuxian.
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, open, with a vine-covered wall stretching high either side of the barrier. 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 eighteen 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 doors close behind them.
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 plenty more tomatoes.
For passengers that have bought items, these are also scattered around the luggage carriage in various suitcases and bags. There is a suitcase stocked with spare wash kit items, for those who are running low as well as a box labelled Do Not Use Yet that is full of small 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 who are making the most of the sunshine. 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 Sixteen 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 after lunch. A lunch that may be a bit sparse: between the big eaters and the stress bakers, the stores have been stretched thin the last two weeks.
"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 steam is thin, with blue skies seen above. The sun shines brightly down, warm light pooling on the platform.
As usual the first to leave the train notice nothing as they walk silently, rucksacks on their backs, towards the barriers: Cassie Lang, Glorfindel, Jessie Custer, Olivia, Paddra Nsu-Yeul, S’reee, Thea Queen, Wei Wuxian.
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, open, with a vine-covered wall stretching high either side of the barrier. 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 eighteen 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 doors close behind them.
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 plenty more tomatoes.
For passengers that have bought items, these are also scattered around the luggage carriage in various suitcases and bags. There is a suitcase stocked with spare wash kit items, for those who are running low as well as a box labelled Do Not Use Yet that is full of small 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 who are making the most of the sunshine. 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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[ She tells the best jokes! ]
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[NO!!! He has no idea why, but it feels like he was just given that question from Shizuka!! He hates that!!] I'm jus'!
I dunno, I jus' don' want y' stuck withou' sweaters when tha' happens! Try not t' pull apart th' other ones alrigh'!? Y'll freeze!
[He's having a Lot of Uncle Feelings, and he doesn't know Where they came from,]
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I'll dress as I please, Gramps. But thank you ever so.
What's it to you, anyway.....
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Prob'bly a past life thing, maybe I knew y' or...I dunno, you knew me, somethin' like tha'. [He frowns, narrowing his eyes.] ...Prob'bly a passin' thing- I wasn' really uh, welcome where I figure y' were from, past me got 's ass banished real young-like...
[The blond closes his eyes, looking up in thought.] ...I mean I went in a few times, t' at leas' like, check in on m' sister...but other than tha', mostly I was talkin' t' her kid, an' maybe th' palace astronomer- wild they ev'n hired 'm t' be honest, wasn' like they didn' know what village he was from.
[It certainly bit Neker- Tragoedia- in the rear however.
uh
He looks down.] ...None 'f tha' makes a lick 'f sense huh.
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But she isn't willing to believe she herself has slipped from the mortal realm before the completion of her revenge. The great Thief King Bakura wouldn't go down so easily! She's going to get to the next world when she's good and ready, and she's going to throw the doors wide open while still living, forging a contract with a god of darkness and thereby stealing the world, MUAUAHAHHHHAHAHAHAHA!
.....So, not death here, but another plane of existence. That can drag souls from elsewhere - including the land of the dead...?! ]
Clarify.
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...wasn' a gal though, jus' t' clear tha' one up. Anyway uh.
[For a moment he pauses- it's never fun to say it aloud after all, and suffice to say the odd croak to his voice lends some truth to what he says.] I uh. Got killed. ...Wasn' great either, I... ...well, probably would've lived longer 'f I kept my nose outta it, but then th' kid would've been goin' down instead, and...
...an' f'r tha' matter th' whole world, maybe, so I'm pr'tty happy w'th th' choices there, fate 'n visions 'n such be damned. [He knows it ends well. Eventually. Painfully. He just has to tell himself there's a chance to save the spirit of that 'kid', and he can keep going.
But that said.]
...anyway uh, skip forward a bunch, an' I'm here now? 'xcept like, differen' body, obviously, an' I'm like, half th' age I was when I died I think, I dunno.
[His voice is quiet- his eyes cloudy.] ...'s fuckin'...weird, t' be honest.
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[ Give her a sec to parse this. He's not from the Afterlife, but instead was reborn thousands of years after Kemet in a different body? And it....wasn't necessarily here, what with the whole "where I was" thing. Same instant-transport deal as her, then.
Man that's a fucking sweet trap. She can't wait to get home and figure out how she tripped it. And then maybe roll up to the palace with it to rub in everybody's faces how she's managed to steal ALL OF METAPHYSICS.
Still gonna do the Items thing though. Just. To make a point.
Anyway, a thief who rushes ahead is a thief who never reaches their treasure. He can be from wherever the hell he wants if it serves her purposes. ]
So, fellow citizen, wanna make yourself useful?
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[Considering how most folk from Elna'am- er... 'Kul Elna'- made their buck, he has a bad feeling about this.]
...d'pends how y' mean... ...Also I said I got banished...
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[ guess whose world doesn't have the same aesthetic similarities as yours, jou
guess who
does not get it ]
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[It's a sore topic- not in the same way as the massacre itself. For his past self, it was the day the closest thing to a father- a good father, in either life- that he had ever had, died. The fact that he wasn't even 10 at the time didn't exactly help.]
...I went int' goat herdin'. Nomadic shit- like I said, I poked back in 'till th' day it ended, but they sure didn' give me anythin' other than a stink eye.
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[ Not which village. The village. The village....that ended.
Striking snakelike, Bakura's hand darts forward. She's aiming to grab Jounouchi's bangs, pull his head close, peer at his face.
Peer into his eyes, to see if she can see anyone even remotely familiar.... ]
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...I told y'. Y' ain't gonna see anyone familiar, b'cause it ain't th' same face. If it was, I'm sorry- y' probably hated me too. Ev'n goin' down, [he adds, and there's a choke as he says that- as he squeezes his eyes shut, remembering that even going to their deaths, all they did was spit, jeer, and snarl at how somehow, it was his fault.] ...ev'n goin' down, goin' first, they hated me.
...maybe tha's how I got a second shot, I dunno. ...I know they ain't all hate...th'..th' kids were jus' confused...an' plenty 'f th' others were jus' scared, I...
[He's rambling, softly, quietly, because ultimately the tragedy has never been something one simply...gets over. It comes back in nightmares for a reason, and with a shuddering breath he stops himself.]
...can't ev'n r'member my name from tha' time, 'f I'm honest.
...probably got cursed, really.
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--Or is he? Weirder shit than this has been going down. She still doesn't have a complete picture, but - ]
It's a curse, all right. [ She shoves him away as forcefully as she'd grabbed him. He's got a point; there's nothing she recognizes there. ]
Lemme make this plain. I don't know you. Don't have any reason to believe you. But you know, when hardly anyone knows, so let's be nice and clear.
[ She leers at him. To hell with subterfuge. If he knows, then no more tricks. Waste of energy against a fellow thief. ] You're gonna tell me all you know about this place. To welcome the last survivor of Kul Elna.
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That makes Katsuya freeze.] ...Huh.
[....] ...th' kid. [Well. That sure takes any wind out of his sails, if there was any wind at all.] Alrigh'...firs' thing's firs', welcome t' th' Voidtrecker Express- y' jus' got blind recruited t' help save planets. Not really many rules t' tha' other than g't along, an' finish th' mission, an' th' missions 're pr'tty vague- so you'll have a hell 'f a lotta freedom on whole other worlds, [he adds, watching the other.]
Second.
Th' rest of us are from differen' worlds too. Either completely, or jus' differen' takes on hist'ry.
...I can' ev'n say if y'd recognize me if I did look like I used t', [he adds more quietly.] ...Cause you? ...Kid I knew wasn' quite you, much as he b'came that.
[Fancy that, huh? A world where the King of Thieves isn't a Lady King. Well.] Hones'ly, I ain't got much else t' say. There's no way off th' train, an' las' time anyone tried they showed up in th' luggage car. Y' wanna tour, I'm down though, cause I can tell y' this, it's way more accomidatin' than ev'n th' pharaoh's palace.
[A pause, and he adds.] Eh, well, maybe not tha' good, it's still self serve an' yer sharin' sleepin' quarters, but still. Name's Jonouchi, [He finishes with a shrug.] So I guess here's where I figure out if y' go by th' same thing tha' dipshit went by.
[He has all the tone of a disappointed parent.
To be fair, he said he herded goats, so he was probably hoping someone would look after those guys.]
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Nah, let's not get ahead of ourselves. Better to scheme in solitude and shadows. ]
Bakura. [ Spat, but proudly. Even his tone with her makes sense now! Gods, no wonder boy-her acted up. This guy sounds like he would have been a pain. ] "Dipshit" extraordinaire.
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[Whatever he was going to say while squinting, he never finishes it. Instead, he stubbornly frowns.] ...'m gonna assume y' didn' have someone try an' show y' how t' roam th' desert north t' south an' beyond w'th goats, it'll make me feel better.
[Also, she doesn't have the full story, he's sure, but honestly? He's pretty sure that won't be relevant.
He will eat those words.] Righ', whatever, [Katsuya groans, face in his hands.] 's weird 'nough pullin' th's hard at half mem'ries. Fun stuff!I c'n guarantee, you have never had ice cream. [A point, and soon, a grin.] Or flav'r'd chips, or pizza-
There's like, so much good shit tha' became way easier f'r people t' make an' own over th' las' few cent'ries back home, an' th' train is ahead of th' game there! Case 'n point, check yer wrist.
[He shakes his own, namely, the one with the SCA on it.]
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[ like, everybody's got one
so why would theef
care for nonexciting treasure
someone placed upon her person?????? ]
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Wan' proof?
[He takes his off- and waits for her to do the same.]
Bet y' can't understand a word 'f what I'm sayin', [he laughs, before putting his back on so that the Japanese gets translated.] Also, if y' tap this-
[He points out the little lightbulb icon...and then after pointing it away, taps.
Flaaashliiiight.] Tadaaaaaah~
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[ Bakura's arms fly up to keep herself from being blinded by the most glaring, unnatural light she's ever seen. In a moment, she'll be able to compose herself - perhaps even note how this place just up and HANDED her both a portable light source and an escape route, it's like they want her to do whatever the hell she feels like on these "mission" things - but that's a moment away.
Right now, she's having a gag panel. ]
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Oi, there's a reason I turned th' thing away, y' weren't s'pposed t' go starin' right at it..!!
[Well it's off now.] Anyway, long story short, lots 'f new crap, I'll 'xplain what I can, it's cool shit.
...
Don' stare out th' windows when we take off though, good way t' get a hell 'f a headache. Worse th'n starin' at th' sun, or... ...or I dunno, heat haze.
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[ SHE IS TOTALLY GOING TO STARE OUT THE WINDOW NOW
but regardless
she perks back up ]
So to whose benevolence do I owe this many-splendored sarcophagus? [ A gesture to the train and all of the "cool shit" inside. ] They must be grand indeed, to hand out favors.....
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[wat] Train's alive. Er. Kinda? Thing's gone rogue now tha' th' planet it came from got...erased.
I don' get it either, but best we understand, th' place got destroyed so hard tha' anyone who could've identified th' train forgets th' planet exists. Probl'm bein', now tha' they forgot tha', they figure th' train's some kinda illegal craft...an' they prob'bly wouldn' willin' t' hear th' thing out even if it could explain what it's doin'.
Hell we don't completely know! It wants t' deal with somethin', but las' I heard from anyone around f'r th' one encounter it had with it, everyone got evacuated and pulled off planet faster than a blink! Guessin' it ain't sure about our odds yet.
[Anyway, blah blah, train's a criminal, blah,] ...So uh. Yeah, so it's just kinda...I dunno, doin' it's best t' get help w'thout gettin' caught, I guess. Fine by me, this ain't th' first time I got shot through space, an' seein' other planets 's pr'tty cool. Talked t' a bunch 'f bug seers once, tha' was neat. First time anyone actually knew what th' hell I was talkin' abou'! [he laughs.]
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[ Bakura assesses the train with new eyes. It looks like a hunk of metal of some sort, but it's capable of doing all this....and yet it still couldn't stop its world from being destroyed. (Shit, who did that? She wants a piece of that power, too.)
She shouldn't count her gravesites before they're plundered, however. There's still a few nuisances she has to clear out. If she's fortunate, they'll even have some lovely loot she's plotted for fifteen years to obtain.....
So. Thief King Bakura's objective list, in order!
1) LEARN TRAIN.
2) STEAL MILLENNIUM ITEMS (?) FROM PRIEST (?) AND PHARAOH (?????), THEN KILL THEM. Lots of unknowns but she'll roll with that to retain the element of surprise! She's been recognized, after a fashion, once already.
3) STEAL TRAIN.
4) FULFILL ORIGINAL OBJECTIVE. The train will have no problems plowing into the palace. She'll be able to break every certainty the ruling class holds dear before she strips them of the Items and makes a contract with the great Zorc Necrophades!
5) RULE OWN WORLD.
6) WITH ONE POWER OF DARKNESS AT DISPOSAL, RIDE TRAIN OUT TO CLAIM OTHER MYSTERIOUS EVIL FOR HERSELF. At this point she's just flexing, but then the final step can be:
7) STEAL UNIVERSE.
Seven steps for seven Items!
She does these calculations, and makes these plans, in a split second. Jounouchi only gets to see her begin to swagger towards the train. ] A fellow outlaw....I like it.
[ She waves for Jounouchi to catch up. ] Introduce me, Grampa!
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[That's the worst nickname...] Yeesh, y' would like that too huh...
Oi, y' have yer ticket ready righ'? Should look like a card...
[Cards existed, he knows they existed. They weren't great, but they existed.]
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[ Time to rifle through her bag. Ugh, given all she's just learned it's hilarious that she got to bring this jar, but it's kind of in the way of her grabbing what she wants! Isn't that just like a Pharaoh, to shove himself where he isn't needed.
Ah-ha. Here's the weirdo strip of papyrus! ] This thing?
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MORE LOCKERS FOR HER, SUCKERS!!!!!!! >:D (....with ooc permission)
lmao i don't even think it's Possible to break into 'm
if she hates hard enough she can evolve diabound to be trainproof....! worth a try...!!
like the little train that could... (should we fade out here? up to you)
fade works!