VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2022-08-01 05:33 am

A New Platform [Intro Post August]


PLATFORM STOP: MONTH 19
(SYMPHONY)



BEFORE ARRIVAL

"Good morning Voidtreckers, it is day sixteen of the month of Symphony. Points have been updated on the system."

The voice of the Voidtrecker Express welcomes passengers at the same time as always, sometime after breakfast. With points updated, everyone can spend the morning shopping. Most people will be expecting the second announcement that comes a few hours later, as the colours of the void outside the windows blur more and more.

"Shortly arriving into a designated void platform. The weather is sunny with a cool breeze. 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.

ON THE PLATFORM


1. THE ARRIVAL

At first, all your character can see is steam billowing around them as they come to their senses. But as their eyes adjust, they find themselves on a platform. The stones are cobbled beneath them and there are small stone shapes lining the edge, decorative in nature. The sun is shining but there is a cold wind, blowing through the platform at intervals, almost biting in its chill.

They stand in clothes not their own, in a style they might not even recognise. They're carrying a rucksack on their person, and for a moment it seems to just be them, alone on this platform. Before the fog starts to subside, and they'll see they're one of Twelve figures: all facing the tracks, and all dressed in cargo trousers and hoodies, the latter in one of four colours. Purple, red, blue or orange.

But then there's a roaring sound to get their attention, and out from the fog arrives a train. A sleek black, it reads The Voidtrecker Express in gold lettering on the side. Every one of the doors hiss as they open automatically, and out pours a strange assortment of people, over a hundred at least. Some are human, some less so, with a majority wearing the same hoodie of four colours as they do, though some sport outfits in a variety of styles.

The train doors close behind them, and the vehicle is cloaked in the same fog that hides the world beyond the platform. A group of people head towards the gates of the platform, their expressions blank and unaffected by their surroundings. Danielle Phantom, Fai. D Flourite, K'zeka Tia, Ruggie Buchi and John Connor They disappear through the barriers, but no one else can - all people can do is wait until the train re-emerges, finishing whatever changes it's making.


2. BOARDING THE TRAIN

After a short time, about ten minutes or so, the fog clears and the doors hiss open again. Everyone will feel a pull when they do, a need to board, and those from the train may encourage new arrivals to board. This feeling grows into one of apprehension and turns worse the longer they stay off-board.

For those that do board, they may find themselves in a few different carriages, but most likely the standard coach. A row of seats sit available, with a few tables between each. More likely than not, some cookies have been set out with jugs of drink, and cups available for pouring.

For those that don't, however, they're likely to attract attention if they're spotted. And if that fails... an unfortunate end will await them.

a. New arrivals will notice a screen and console in every carriage sharing the same message, and a stack of leaflets in holders by them offering further information to the curious (see 'Publications'). There are lavatories available on each carriage on one end, with another console with a deposit box under it at the other. This is the train shop.

b. It'll take some time for newbies to figure out the layout, even if there's only two directions to go in. Go one end, and you'll find the food stores and washing utilities. This month's key ingredient is broccoli, and you're sure to bump into others curious about what's in the stock.

c. Go to the other end, and you'll find the sleeper cabins. Plaques sit on the wall by each door with the names of their occupants, and one of these will be yours - hopefully, they'll figure out that swiping their ticket against the doorpad will open it up to them. 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.

d. At the farthest end in this direction is the luggage carriage, where passengers who have bought items from the train shop will find their purchases. These are scattered around the luggage carriage in various suitcases and bags, but there's also a small fridge and kettle here with bottled water, for those who want a quiet drink.

e. Of course there are the new additions to explore. A fireplace has been added to the library, complete with a rug and plenty of soft reading pillows. For those less inclined to sit still there is a swimming pool carriage, complete with foam fish. Plenty of fun for all.

DEPARTURE


Spend your time exploring, if you will. But people will have half an hour before a second horn sounds, encouraging any stragglers taking advantage of the fresh air to board. After five minutes from this, the doors slide shut. Veteran passengers know what will happen next, but they may wish to brief their new companions.

The train begins to rumble with activity, and the platform starts to disappear into a fog as the voidcraft moves. A female-coded artificial voice echoes throughout the train.

"Welcome aboard, passengers of the Voidtrecker Express. 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.


NAVIGATION ~ GAMEPLAY ~ SETTING ~ CHARACTER INITIATIVES ~ QUESTIONS
sharpeyes: (Well let's see now)

[personal profile] sharpeyes 2022-08-07 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Hythlodaeus ducks his head slightly, though his voice remains light. "Well, I tend to be the one protected by you in most situations, but I do find people easier to deal with than you do, so it stands to reason that if I can help in this small way, I certainly would."

No need to warn - as Hythlodaeus just said, they already met.

"And... one did leave, I saw him go, but there was another who was there before this train arrived with me." So, yes, there has been a change. "Hm. Aelienor is certainly different, and not only in appearance. I wonder how such things are possible, and, perhaps, it would be very interesting to find out." But. Hythlodaeus smiles, softly. "The heart will want what the heart will want. 'tis good for you to listen to it."
apokroteo: (pic#15330552)

[personal profile] apokroteo 2022-08-11 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"I assure you, you will need little protection here. Participation in missions is a choice basis, and there are options to interact less with violence and more with other matters. We will simply take care of one another."

That is how they are. He is most certain that Hythlodaeus would be more than content to throw himself into whatever missions might well be upcoming, but he does not say it. There is no need to mince words between them when they know each other so pleasingly well.

"Then the number has changed. I might have to meet this newcomer, else they might find me first." Emet-Selch sighs softly, leaning back into his friend's arm and closing his eyes. "I have oft ignored the pangs of my heart for fear of breaking entirely. There is space for it here indeed."
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[personal profile] sharpeyes 2022-08-11 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"We will, indeed, take care of one another." As they used to.

All three of them, truly.

And yes, he will be eager to at least know. But he will try not to worry Hades too much. He has had, Hythloadeus thinks, far too much of that, enough that it's worn him off, among everything else that he's borne in excess. Alone.

"If you should break, then I... we," because he heard him, about Pahja, "will put you back together again. Though I hope... I do hope that what your heart asks of you will lead you to healing, not breaking."

Not anymore.

A breath, then another.

"Do you wish to make yourself more comfortable for rest?"

They have much and more to say, to learn, and even - he suspects not only for himself - to discover. But even with discomfort with standing still, or even at the thought of sleeping himself, which edged towards his awareness as he sought out his own... cabin?, he has no more desire to stir from this moment than Hades seems to. None at all. They will have to, he is sure, but not now. Not yet.
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[personal profile] apokroteo 2022-08-13 10:52 am (UTC)(link)
"I would not expect anything different."

It's not as if he had forgotten the very nature of Hythlodaeus in the years - that would have been impossible, especially for someone like Emet-Selch, made of a desire to remember the best of worlds and to bring it back together.

There is time for all things, he thinks, and they will make up for what has been lost.

Turning his head over, expression soft, he shakes his head slowly.

"I am certain of your support, now that you are here. I will not question it, nor expect anything less. I know you as well as I ever did."

Sighing softly, he leans back, closing his eyes.

"Where? Here, or to your room?"
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[personal profile] sharpeyes 2022-08-13 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
The reassurance is met with a soft, soft look, and a nod. Hades is correct, of course he is. Now that he is here, he will not Hades down.

"Hmm... either way. I am loath to move, as this is sweetness that I dared not even begin to dream, in the moments of half-lucidity - yet if you think we might be interrupted here, my room should also suffice."

Here it is also lovely with the faintest traces of Hades's aether, which he now knows to look for, from when he and Elidibus reshaped it, as he said. Yet there are only a very few who would be capable of not destroying the sweetness - for Hades, and by extension of that for Hythlodaeus - by their presence.