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Entry tags:
- alice liddell (am) [ou],
- blue oak [au],
- cassie cage [ou],
- inigo [ou],
- jin ling (mdzs) [crau],
- k'zeka tia [ou],
- kairi [ou],
- lan sizhui [ou],
- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- romeo [crau],
- taiki [ou],
- thanatos [ou],
- yondu udonta [ou],
- ~x~alvin murphy [ou],
- ~x~freeza [crau],
- ~x~shen qingqiu [au],
- ~x~wei wuxian [crau]
A New Platform [Intro Post October]
On the Train
The train continues its journey
"Good morning Voidtreckers, it is day sixteen of the month of Nebula. Points have been updated on the system."
With points updated, everyone can spend the morning shopping. Most people will 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 doors open. As usual, those who leave first notice nothing, walking silently, rucksacks on their backs, towards the barriers. Asch, Ayumi Uoshida, Cleopatra Selene, Della Duck, Ghost, Hanuel Min, Jaisyn Solo, Jonathan Sims, Martin Blackwood, Nie Huaisang, Vermouth; all pass across the platform, not looking back. And then they're gone, disappeared through the barriers and into the fog beyond.
But on the platform itself there are four new faces. Wearing hoodies, three in purple one orange, 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 find themselves on a platform. The platform is relatively small, a brick wall behind them and cracked flagstones on the floor. It is cold, icy cold but the wall at least shelters them a little.
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 on the foggy, freezing platform; then the fog begins to fade and they realise they aren’t alone.
The platform isn't large, but it is enough to hold the four figures scattered around, all facing the tracks, all dressed in cargo trousers and hoodies. 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 pours a strange assortment of people, over a hundred at least. 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.
Behind them, the doors close, and the train is cloaked in the same fog that hides the world beyond the platform.
The Train
After a short time, perhaps ten minutes or so, the fog clears and 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 yadon tail, 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. In most rooms, the occupied beds are obvious, leaving the spotless, empty spaces for the newcomers. 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 taking advantage of the fresh air, 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!
The train continues its journey
"Good morning Voidtreckers, it is day sixteen of the month of Nebula. Points have been updated on the system."
With points updated, everyone can spend the morning shopping. Most people will 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 doors open. As usual, those who leave first notice nothing, walking silently, rucksacks on their backs, towards the barriers. Asch, Ayumi Uoshida, Cleopatra Selene, Della Duck, Ghost, Hanuel Min, Jaisyn Solo, Jonathan Sims, Martin Blackwood, Nie Huaisang, Vermouth; all pass across the platform, not looking back. And then they're gone, disappeared through the barriers and into the fog beyond.
But on the platform itself there are four new faces. Wearing hoodies, three in purple one orange, 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 find themselves on a platform. The platform is relatively small, a brick wall behind them and cracked flagstones on the floor. It is cold, icy cold but the wall at least shelters them a little.
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 on the foggy, freezing platform; then the fog begins to fade and they realise they aren’t alone.
The platform isn't large, but it is enough to hold the four figures scattered around, all facing the tracks, all dressed in cargo trousers and hoodies. 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 pours a strange assortment of people, over a hundred at least. 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.
Behind them, the doors close, and the train is cloaked in the same fog that hides the world beyond the platform.
The Train
After a short time, perhaps ten minutes or so, the fog clears and 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 yadon tail, 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. In most rooms, the occupied beds are obvious, leaving the spotless, empty spaces for the newcomers. 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 taking advantage of the fresh air, 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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He led them down the corridor until he found the right room. "You got to use your ticket to get in. You hold it to that screen there." He pointed.
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He raised a brow, but he didn't argue with the boy about it. Whatever the case is, he'd appreciate a place to sleep on and warmth of some kind. It was hard scraping by in a dilapidated apartment complex. (That was probably haunted by his thoughts.) So, the bunk beds didn't sound too bad.
He walked down the corridor, Fairy tailing the two of them as they made it to the room. He touches the screen with the ticket that he showed to Romeo earlier and waited.
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"Here you go!" The cabin was neat at least, everyone's belongings stowed on their bed at least if not in the cubby holes provided.
He scrambled up into his bed, one of the top bunks, to give Jin Ling and Fairy more room to stand.
"There's a sleeping bag in your rucksack and we got blankets if you get cold!"
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He looked around a bit more. There were storage places for his belongings. Fairy was happily sniffing the cabin, since it was in a new place. It was having more fun than Jin Ling.
"This... rucksack sure has a lot of stuff."
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"It does! It's got lots of clothes and washing things and a towel and a sleeping bag! It usually has one thing that is yours as well but um... I think sometimes people get animals instead so maybe Fairy came with you instead!"
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"There's some strange clothes in there. I found a towel and I didn't find anything-- Fairy?"
Well, he looked and furrowed his brows at the spiritual dog, tilting its head before nuzzling his leg. Jin Ling's heart softened. Maybe that explained why Suihua wasn't with him. That meant he was weaponless, except for the demon powers and Fairy.
"I guess."
Not that he is complaining. He lowered himself to Fairy's height and rubs its head.
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Romeo didn't mind the train clothes, they were comfortable and the hoodie was warm. So he had never bought new ones from the train shop.
He smiled as he looked down at Jin Ling and Fairy, it was good that Jin Ling had such a good friend.
"You can put your things in the cubby hole." He pointed it out. "So it doesn't get all messy."
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He remembered briefly about them. It would be good if he could get his sect robes back or something remotely familiar to what he is used to. That and the undergarments that he was more comfortable in. Everything at the moment felt tight and uncomfortable. He couldn't move too much in it.
Fairy was definitely one of Jin Ling's best friends. He loves the spiritual dog to death and would probably take a mortal hit for it. He looked at the cubby hole, before nodding his head. With the sack in hand, he sort of pushes it into the cubby. He also reminded himself where it was. Jin Ling ended up taking the mast from the sack and tying it around the loop of his pants.
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He didn't find them too uncomfortable. Especially not the hoodie. That was soft and comfy and had a hood!
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He thought for a moment before speaking to Romeo.
"They're a lot looser, and the fabrics are a lot less-- cheap? They're moveable and not as tight. I guess, the term you would use is ... 'robes?'"
He mused knitting his brows. The wolf was helping him kind of figure out what words to use. This was the best he could say about his robes.
"The point is, it's not not restricted like this and not tight."
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"Do you find it really uncomfortable? Maybe we could see if anyone has any robes you could borrow. Some people wear robes here too!"
He's seen them.
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"I've never worn anything so tight... before."
He mumbled. He was quite uncomfortable but not horribly uncomfortable. Just enough that he felt a bit restricted. At least, he had clothes on.
"Th-That's fine. I'm sure I can figure something else out. No need to do that!"
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He has lots of points after all!
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He also didn't want to rely on someone he just met. It made him feel guilty. Jin Ling was used to getting things that way with people before-- mostly his family. He was trying to be better and not let himself be too spoiled. After all, he learned a lot during his stay in the other place. He couldn't always be a 'young master.'
This discipline will do him some good after all.
"It's fine. I can manage for now."
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So nothing too tricky! He smiled at the other boy and then lay back on his bed.
"Well just let me know if you need any help!"
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That didn't sound too bad honestly. Jin Ling was relieved to hear that it was pretty standard. Jin Ling sits in his own bed once he managed to get to it, with Fairy on his lap. It's going to be cramped for the both of them but he didn't seem to mind.
"I'll-- do that. You should probably rest or something. I think I am fine on my own now."
thanks for the thread <3
He would be here, if his roommate needed him!
no thank you for the thread ! it was so much fun! :D
For now, he was fine with Romeo's silent company while he read.