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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2020-01-01 05:55 am

A New Platform [Intro Post January]

On the Train

After a very quiet latter half of the month of Catfish the calendar clicks over. Passengers wake up in their beds as usual to the passenger announcement. "Good morning passengers, it is day one of the month of domino.".

Those that have been on board a while know that new months usually come with new people and so the message a few hours later will not be a surprise. "Shortly arriving into a designated void platform. Exit from void imminent." A lurch and a jolt and they are soon surrounded by the fog that means they are at a platform.

It will come as a relief that no one leaves this time, no one with packed bags to walk silently towards the barriers.

Added to that the platform itself holds more people then it ever has before. Twenty one figures, all the colours are represented. The ground is icy and their breath pools in white clouds around them.

For New Passengers

At first all they can see if steam. Billowing around them as they come to their senses. They are standing, in clothes that are not their own, styles 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 but then the steam begins to fade and they realise they aren’t alone.

The platform is not large and it holds twenty one figures all facing the tracks, all dressed in cargo trousers and hoodies. The air is cold, the ground icy beneath your feet. Both left and right the tracks disappear into the mist. 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 into the cold step a selection of people. Some are human, some are less so. They are wearing the same hoodie in one of the four colours, red, orange, blue and purple.

The Train

The doors hiss open. Those from the train may encourage those on the platform to board. It’s not like there is 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 not be a good thing also it’s very cold out on the platform. The train is warmer.

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. The store rooms have been restocked and it seems that water chestnuts are the month of Domino’s ingredient of choice! Any of orange team who who go to check the luggage cart will find a parcel containing gingerbread snowflakes, decorated with icing. One for each of the orange team, including new members, come share in the reward!

New passengers will find their tickets allow 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 and you will hopefully find a pillow for your bed if it has not been nabbed by a roommate, there are also spare blankets for if it gets cold.

Departure

A second horn sounds to encourage any stragglers and the doors slide shut. Veteran passengers know what will happen next, they may wish to brief their new companions.

The train sets off, the fog obscuring the view 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."

Hopefully someone warns you that you really want to heed that warning because a moment later there is 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. The fog from the windows is gone now, replaced with a kaleidoscope of ever changing colours.

Welcome to voidspace!
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2020-01-02 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Peter should be in bed. He's been told this a few times now but he's not in bed. Instead he's out on the platform, in the cold, looking for more familiar people. His hair's a mess, he's in a NASA shirt and pajama pants. His complexion is bit pale which doesn't much compliment the dark circles under his eyes. But he's not sick. Spider-Man doesn't get sick.

He takes in a breath to try to not cough as he's approached and tries to look as welcoming and not like a dying zombie as possible.

"Uh... Yeah, I can, do that. There's a pamphlet that was put together to explain..." He coughs, covering his mouth with the back of his hand. "I'm Peter by the way, Peter Parker."
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[personal profile] filmnotyetrated 2020-01-02 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
"You know, just whenever. I'm always talking, just cut me off!" What a bold assumption to presume Wade would every say anything useful. "They don't call me the merc with a mouth for nothing, bad guys just give themselves up to get me to stop. Practically a super power." He waves a hand around, lost in his own monologue.

"What do you want to know about the train? How about a tour? Basically it's just kidnapping us to do 'good guy' jobs for like, other planets or some shit. I think there were dinosaurs but I was asleep for that. The Iron Asshole could probably give you a better rundown of what's going on." He's started walking at this point, waving to things around the train. "I guess that's not a great idea, all things considered. The little computer screens also have lots of information. You know how to work a computer, old man?" He laughs again. God, he's a master of comedy.

"But there's a locked engine room, nobody knows who's driving this thing, and sometimes people just disappear. It's all super sketchy, if you ask me. Which nobody ever does, but I tell them anyway. Seems like they want us to help people though. Not my normal sorta job, but charity has to be good for karma, right?"
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2020-01-02 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
That's at least a bit of a relief. Peter knows that for some reason, some people think that forcing a person to think about and relive past traumas is somehow helpful to the healing process.

"Okay..." He sniffles again before carefully reaching out to grab the offered hand. He feels silly doing it-like a little kid relying on a grownup to assure him that everything's okay and the bad thing can't get him now.
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[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2020-01-02 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
He sighed, knowing from the first two words what was coming. "I was afraid of that." He looked back over at the Darth Vader who at the moment looked a little like a Hanukkah parody of some kind with the blue and.. Vader-y.

"He didn't hurt you did he?" He asked, drawing back to look the kid over. "I think.. I may need you to watch something later that will help." He glanced at Ignis. "Interested in seeing a movie?"
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[personal profile] faithfulson 2020-01-02 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
Luke nodded, giving his hand a squeeze, before he gently pressed his metal fingers to the side of Peter's head. Temperature sensors in his finger tips picked up how unnaturally warm he was, but he set that aside for now, instead closing his eyes and focusing on the Force. He let out a slow breath, projecting all the calm he could muster toward Peter.
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[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-02 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
Bucky's brows rise as the temperature drops, and drawing his shoulders back like he expects conflict... but it's over almost as fast as it started, a frown creasing his brow. He can't be sure it was caused by Luke, but he's seen some weird stuff recently.

"I have no intention of hurting anyone," he assures. It doesn't mean he wouldn't end up hurting someone, but he was trying very hard to avoid it wherever possible.

His gaze lingers on Luke's arm, nodding a little. "Mine goes all the way over the shoulder. I lost my arm at the elbow from a fall down a cliff. Getting the metal one was a long series of really nasty experiments."
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The Train

[personal profile] faithfulsupport 2020-01-02 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Ignis was searching for one of the members of his team. There was something he'd forgotten to ask, and had gone looking for him. He passed passenger after passenger just working to get through the seemingly crowded train in search of the youth.

Finally he stopped and turned he turned to see an orange hoodie and a slip of a girl with blonde hair seeming to look pretty lost. He smiled and there was just something about her that reminded him of Madoka. This one was obviously new, so even if she wasn't a member of his own team, he could help.

"Are you finding everything alright?"
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[personal profile] faithfulson 2020-01-02 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
Luke shook his head, feeling a bit of defensiveness creep up inside of him that he swatted down almost immediately. He could understand why Tony would ask that question, but it still stung. That was his father.

"A different version of him or not, he's still my father," he answered softly. It would be a cold day in hell before Vader willfully hurt him.

He tilted his head curiously at the second question though, frowning. "Sure? Once things are settled for this stop?"
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[personal profile] faithfulsupport 2020-01-02 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Ignis had stayed off to the side, purposefully trying to avoid being drawn into conversation. He was worried for Luke and he didn't mean to be, it was just tough to hear someone say that their father was there, yet at the same time they weren't. The advisor wouldn't pretend that he understood in the slightest, but the expression on his own face was one of bewilderment.

"After you've concluded your business though I'm not quite sure what one has to do with the other at the moment. Obviously your assistance is being required at the moment." Ignis replied, looking at Tony.
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[personal profile] afterburner 2020-01-02 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, that's not going to fly, Pete, because Renee knows bullshit when she hears and sees it, and that's a hot, steamin' load you're trying to offer up. She huffed and frowned a little, making a face.

"You probably shouldn't be out here. You look like shit, dude. Don't you think you'd run into people later, anyway? It's not like you couldn't check the roster, either."

Not that Renee didn't understand being stubborn really well. It looked back at her from the mirror every day. But if Pete was sick, he shouldn't be out here, he ought to be inside where it was warm, and resting. Ugh.
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[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-02 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, Bucky didn't realize at all how that had sounded.

It was unusual, that Tony was so touchy about someone shooting at him, but he was too distracted by the rest of it to piece things together just yet. He blinked owlishly and nodded.

"Yes, sir," he replied quietly, reluctantly following Tony back into the kitchen. "The last thing..." He rubs his forehead with his flesh hand. It was clean, but there was an obvious fleshwound there. He sighed heavily. "I tried to crash a helicopter into Steve. Grabbed him by the neck, right through the windshield, and took him with me when it fell into the river. It was... what Hydra did, reactivated."
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[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2020-01-02 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
Ugh, this was hard. He knew why that might've come off wrong but Luke would understand soon- though he was already doubting how wise this idea of his was.

"Right. I'm.. just being overly protective, sorry." Like hell he was, but he'd say it to maybe make Luke feel a little better. After all, seeing a kid look this upset had triggered his dad-mode. Luke would understand some things couldn't be helped right? It was perfectly natural to ask if someone had tried to strangle you with the Force.

"It's.. Luke's story," Tony explained to both of them. "The one, that Vader may be from. It's on my computer." Please, please don't ask why Star Wars the whole trilogy (no not the new crap, just the old awesome stuff) was on his computer.
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2020-01-02 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
The force is weird, or so Peter decides. Still cool, but weird. He holds Luke's hand and waits with near baited breath for whatever was going to happen. How would he know when it started? Would it work? Will his fast metabolism somehow mess it up? Apparently not, his thoughts start to slow down. He holds his breath still though as he can feel the warmth in his throat building, feeling more and more like fire but he refuses to cough on Luke Skywalker if he can help it.

His emotions also seem to slow down and sink back to another level. Not one he's familiar with-Living the life of Peter Parker pretty much he was never really calm-always anxious about something.
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[personal profile] azrthmtrnznthos 2020-01-02 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Raven let the statement go, amused by the concern and choosing to let it all go. "The ICP is this thing here." Careful of her footing, but over to the console. "It's the main way we all have of communicating, and has useful information although not the answers we want. There's one in each car, on each floor of the double-cars, and in each sleeper cabin. There's no way to really make it private, but it does video and voice. It can show text, although we haven't figured out how to get it to text for ourselves."
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Re: Tony - on the train

[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2020-01-02 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
Did people really expect him to buy these questionnaire answers? The big events happening in this guy's life was 'out picking daisies'? Yeah right. Asshats. Did they have any idea how much wo-

Dad?

He froze at the name and turned, with a confused frown on his face. The expression only deepened at the woman in front of him. "Howard Stark?" He asked, shocked that anyone would mistake him for his dad but that was the only 'Howard' he could fathom being referenced to.
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[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-02 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
In Bucky's defense, it's his first time meeting him. He'll learn quickly enough.

The iron asshole. Bucky could give Wade a medal just for coming up with that. "I'm really not... a fan of Tony," he agrees, though it's more that Tony's not a fan of him. "Or computers, but I can manage them. But how do you know about Tony not liking me..?" He knew the news cycle worked fast, but he'd tried to shoot Tony less than five minutes before he showed up here. Surely that was too fast to the media to effectively spread it.

Especially since he'd been in a UN building when he'd done it. "Who the hell are you?" He is so confused. And overwhelmed.
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2020-01-02 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
Peter coughs again and rolls his eyes because he's heard this more than once today already. "I had some soup and-an Renee made me some tea." He offers. Other than that and a cup of coffee he really hasn't had much.

"It's fine though, I'm not that hungry." An odd statement for a pubescent kid with super powers. Usually, it was more like Peter couldn't get full.
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[personal profile] queenvictoria 2020-01-02 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
...Not Howard, then.

“Oh, I’m terribly sorry—I mistook you for someone else. You look very similar from behind.” How mortifying. There was a time long past where Peggy might have even blushed, but that was before the War.

“Yes, actually. Do you know him?” Not that there are many who wouldn’t. The wealthy young industrialist is a media darling, a hero for his involvement in the War Effort and a regular staple of the society gossip pages on both sides of the Atlantic.
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[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-02 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Bucky follows her, nodding in response to her explanation. He eyes the screen like it might reach out and bite him, glancing back to her after she's done. "So it's like an intercom, with a camera?" he asks, glancing at the screen again. "Can a video be activated so you can look into a car without someone picking up?" Could it be used for spying, in other words.
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[personal profile] afterburner 2020-01-02 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"He tries? Kind of like herding cats, running this show," Renee admitted. "There's a train council and so he's got helpers. They act as team leaders, that sort of thing."

She shrugged at that, and then grinned. "The team leaders are all pretty nice. You're probably stuck on my team, though, since they're color coded and we're both purple. Not sure if we got more leaders, but we've been sort of a big team. So far I know the Thunderstorms are our team leaders. They're married. He's huge with dark skin and white hair, she's tiny with like...three pairs of horns and a scaled tail."

Cal would find out that no, she wasn't kidding, either...
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Platform

[personal profile] yilingdaddy 2020-01-02 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
[One of the faces coming off the train should be very familiar. Wuxian almost immediately spies Sizhui and pauses for all of a second before laughing and breaking into a run to reach him.]

A-Yuan!

[He's just...gonna reach to grasp Sizhui's shoulders with a bright, warm smile.]

A-Yuan, how are you?
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Departure

[personal profile] orangewayfinder 2020-01-02 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Terra had met the team leader and since had walked around the train. The people here were definitely odder than anyone he'd seen and it took him more than a few minutes to figure out the team colours thing. He still had the leaflet in his hand and then there was an announcement.

The last thing he remembered was waving to Ven and being next to Aqua. They were going back to the castle and now he had the compulsion to board the train. He couldn't figure if this was a part of the journey, but he definitely had given Master Eraqus his word that he would look after Aqua and Ven. He'd searched the entire train, neither were here and as Terra was up against a wall fighting gravity as it took off.

He fought to move during the take off, but the second he could move away from the wall he did. That was when he caught sight of a familiar blonde head of hair. Hurrying over, brown and gold boots clicked along until he got right up to her. He'd only heard her name through Riku yet now she stood here.

Suddenly he felt awkward but this was a person who knew of him and he knew of. That was a small comfort and his steps slowed. "Uh..hey, you're here too."
Edited 2020-01-02 04:08 (UTC)
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[personal profile] azrthmtrnznthos 2020-01-02 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Raven turns enough to glance at him with the words. "To the latter, I don't know. I haven't tried, but I wouldn't be surprised to find others have figured out if it can or can't." A pause, and she was trying to figure out how to not be too rude. Maybe blunt was the best tactic. "Where are you from, and when, Bucky?"

Because an intercom wasn't unfamiliar to her, but she hadn't encountered many people who used that term anymore. More often it was just a 'comm'.
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[personal profile] queenvictoria 2020-01-02 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Apparently she had chosen to interrogate a gawky, skinny teenager. One who did not look particularly well.

“A pleasure, Mr. Parker,” she says automatically, and then: “Are you quite well? You’re very pale.” Why is the boy out in this cold with so little clothing?
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[personal profile] afterburner 2020-01-02 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Renee grunted at that. "Eh, well. He's not a member of the Renee fan club either most of the time, but he hasn't drop kicked me off the train yet, so you might be fine. I troll him. Hence my being a pain in the ass."

Not that she seemed ashamed in the least, in that regard.

"Ya think, maybe," she agreed. "Especially when you can pull cars open and get injured folk out. But nope. It's 'oooh she's scary, she's not human, oh no someone help!' and then they want us to sign up to be on some sort of list so the government knows who we are..."

Renee cut herself off with a huff. "Yeah, that's a hot button. But here, yeah, they're nice, no one seems to give a shit that I'm a mutant and can do all sorts of weird shit. So that's pretty cool."