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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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Departure

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-02 01:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Tis best not to stare." The red-haired elven lady advises him when she notices where he's looking.

"The lights outside cause terrible headaches."
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Departure

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-02 01:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sadly true." The tall red-haired lady she adresses smiles back. "And yet, here we all are! No word yet on why or how. Have a care about the windows, by the by. The lights outside cause terrible headches, if watched."
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Platform

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-02 01:44 pm (UTC)(link)
She doesn't truly practice osanwe much. She's not had cause to, in honesty. Feanor is here, of course, but the marriage bond, for now, remains... mostly closed. Safer for both of them that way, while they work through their emotions. Her sons, by and large, don't use it - too scarred, maybe. So the curious tap, that's... odd.

Who is there?
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Departure

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-02 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh dear." A gentle hand touches her back.

"What's wrong, little one?"
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Platform

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-02 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)
The tall, red-haired lady turns and smiles.

"I can do my best, but I fear all of us are rather in the same position!"
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-02 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"What system is this then?" Misa asks. She understands the part about a different world, but maybe she can make it back to Canto. Maybe she can see to getting back to the Mistress and seeing if Jocko is alright. Because the Twi'lek wouldn't allow anything to happen to her. She knows that.

The girl's odd speech patterns don't bother her. Freema had them too. She didn't speak Basic very well, but her native tongue wasn't a common one.
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-02 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't sound sure, and she's used to dealing with self-assured men and women. The unsure ones always went to Nina and Hurog - two of the courtesans in the house - to be dealt with. It wasn't time for her to deal with them yet, so she had no patience for this.

"What system is this?" She asks. She knows a few, thanks to stories from the traders that frequent the house, but she's not nearly as sure as she sounds. Fake it 'til you make it, Nina had taught her. If you exude confidence, eventually, you'll have it.

"Showed up here? So, this is a smuggling ring?" She's read far too much history and too much romance novels.
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[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-02 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"That." Says what is most definitely a Mom Voice. "Is an extremely rude way of announcing yourself, young man. Kindly rein in those dark thoughts, there are folk on this train quite sensitive, and besides which, it is terribly rude to shout, which is essentially what you are doing."
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Re: OKAY Open, have at it

[personal profile] mtsilver_conquor 2020-01-02 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
All they wanted to do was head to the library.

This? This is not her problem. Vader is so not her problem. His clothing, plus reaction to being on the train tells her that much. Yet he kind of is her problem, if only because she bunks with Ignis.

She should walk away. Let them deal with this.

She can't; not because she's sensitive, but because of Princess. Eva is not one to deny the pokemon his instincts. Yet this... Princess settles in front of Eva, fluffed up and wings flared as he rears up. 2'2 yes, but add in the wings and he easily passed for 2'5.

What force presence there is something very powerful. A coiled power ready to defend the human who's nothing but a blip in the force. If one had to label what Princess was, it would be 'chaotic good'.

"Princess! No!"

He stands down, yes, but the alertness doesn't fade. Sure, he can't put you to sleep, but his main human is Uneasy.
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-02 02:22 pm (UTC)(link)
She wants her dress back. There are certain oranges that look good on her, this is not one of them.

"If you were not the one to bring me here, then who was?" She, well, demands. She wants to know, because she plans on going home. Before anything more can happen to Jocko.

She takes a step back. Never trust a kind man. She's going to be a courtesan. They only want one thing from the courtesan: the fantasy. The kind ones try to "save" the courtesans, even when they don't want it.

"Where do you want to go?"
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-02 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
She shivers. She's not been in space since she was four. And that she barely remembers. She's been insulated against a lot of things, honestly, despite her background. "The Mistress promised that if I ever tried to leave again, she would have Jocko beaten." Way worse than how Treeko was beaten.

"What system even is this?" She asks, because he seems like he understands that. Other people have given her strange looks. "And how did we get here?" She needs to know these things. She needs to find out so that she can get out of here, so that she's not getting Jocko hurt.
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[personal profile] thinhammer 2020-01-02 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Naruto isn't paying so much attention that he really notices the bin moving -- or the massive spider somehow materialising into the room where before there certainly was no massive spider. He's seen his fair share of creatures in his time, and as far as he's concerned once you've seen a guy stretch his neck out like bubble gum and open his mouth to reveal a tongue longer than any tongue has the right to be, you've see it all. This though, is quite a surprise, as he makes quite clear when he double takes at the owner of the voice speaking.

That sure is a gigantic spider.

He jumps onto the seats, which does not help his stomach situation at all, but who can blame him, really? He sticks out an arm, making a sound like a creaky door as he assesses. The spider isn't rearing to attack - in fact it's being kind of helpful and answering his question - but it's also a giant goddamn spider, so Naruto is pretty torn on how to react. ]


I, uh. That's....!

[ Just say what's on your mind, kid, you can do it. ]

You're. You're a spider.

[ Wait a second, hadn't the leaflet said something about a giant spider? And how it was.. intelligent and friendly? Naruto had thought that was a joke or something but uh, clearly not. Intelligent and friendly. He repeats it to himself like a mantra. Intelligent and friendly. ]

I.. I uh. [ Sheepishly he gets down from from the seats. ] Sorry, you kinda surprised me.
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-02 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Misa startles and drops the cookie so it breaks on the ground. She stares at the thing that is... maybe talking to her. She cocks her head to the side, studying the being for several long moments. "What species are you?" Direct, and possibly rude, but Misa hasn't been out in the wider galaxy, ever, so she's had to stick to video recordings of different species that aren't humans and aren't on Canto.

And this species is definitely never seen on Canto.

"And why do you use a droid to speak for you?" She knows she's pushing the boundaries of what could be considered polite. She actually dips her head, in what is embarrassment. "My apologies. I've never seen someone like you before."
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in which Edge is killed

[personal profile] onehandsomeslickninja 2020-01-02 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"And yet you manage," Edge says, strolling on up with a smile bright in his eyes even if the scarf Kumoko made him serves perfectly as a mask. "Welcome to the purple team, then!"
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The Train

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-02 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Strangely enough, the garden car appeared to be guarded, by one vapid-looking girl with green hair, a sword, and a giant belt for a shirt. But she didn't stop the man from going through, merely smiled blithely. "Welcome to the domain of the Overlord!"
badassfreakingoverlord: (aghast!)

Departure

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-02 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, what the hell?"

That question came from, of all things, a book, held in the arms of a vapid-looking woman. Said book scowled down at the kid from its perch.

"Hey kid, did you not get the intro?"
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Arrival

[personal profile] thebiggestguy 2020-01-02 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
A drawn bow, a nocked arrow. Dread began making his way slowly in that direction, ready in case the situation turned worse -- but before he could intercept, the bird put both away. So Dread relaxed, and instead of a slow move that way simply walked over, offering a nod and a smile. "Welcome to the train."
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[personal profile] usernamesarecool 2020-01-02 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
The Doctor pauses a brief a moment, making a face because he clearly doesn't think this was magic. Then again, he's seen a lot of things that might look like magic to someone else. He just offers a shrug and stands up to his full height. Here is where he'd straighten his bow tie but, alas.

"Yes well, Magic is only another form of science." He states matter-of-factly. "And how long have you been on board?"
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[personal profile] thinhammer 2020-01-02 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Naruto looks up from the information he's trying to take in and gives the stranger a withering look. ]

Yeah, no shit, I ain't never heard of what it's tryin' to say before, obviously.

[ He huffs, like the situation is pissing him off though it's more that he's severely embarrassed. He might be kinda dumb, but he doesn't like attention being drawn to the fact that he's dumb. Unfortunately when he goes around being dumb loudly that outcome is hard to ignore. ]

Go on then, smart ass. You tell me how to say it.
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[personal profile] usernamesarecool 2020-01-02 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't feel right without his normal clothing but well, he's still the Doctor and there does appear to be work to do. He considers her comment and nods slightly in agreement. In truth he was going to suggest She go talk to the blues and he'd seek out the reds. See if they could work anything out by talking with the respective teams. Or would it be easier to stick together?

"It certainly can't hurt to ask." He agrees before holding his elbow out to her to grab. "Shall we?" Maybe he'll suggest splitting up later, right now, he gets the feeling that Clara, while she might agree to it, wouldn't actually want to do that.
usernamesarecool: (Jammy Dodgers are cool)

[personal profile] usernamesarecool 2020-01-02 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, no. I suppose that's a fair point." The Doctor admits, stepping back to look at the wall again. He knows the engine is behind it but he has no idea what kind it is or how to get to it. Maybe when they stop next he should see about entering from the outside?

"No, it's not even my second. In fact, if they made one of those cards where you get free stuff after getting kidnapped so many times, I'd be about due for my free coffee. Or Tea. Much prefer Tea." He says almost conversationally. "Ooh.. I think Clara is due for her free tea. She's gonna be cross about that. Where did she get to anyway?" Is he talking to Garrett or himself? Could be either at this point.
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-02 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
She is not looking out the window. She is wedged in between the seats on the floor. She doesn't like this place, or this vehicle and she wants to go home. But from what everyone has said, that's not possible.

"My name is Misa." But that's not the name on her ticket. She wonders about that too. She knows that a courtesan never uses their real name, but how did this place know? She doesn't know and thinking about it gives her a headache. And there are no meddroids here, or Freema. Freema always had the best fixes for when she's not feeling herself.
Edited 2020-01-02 19:59 (UTC)
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[personal profile] usernamesarecool 2020-01-02 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
The Doctor is used to meeting all types so he just takes it in stride when someone comes up and just starts talking as he continues to try and scan the wall. However, a few of those questions have even him pausing as he straightens up, screwdriver in hand as he gets a good look at the guy rambling at him.

"My show?" Is the first thing he asks, because what show? He doesn't have a show? Who would want to watch that? It must be horribly violent in parts. And then he mentions the BBC and the Doctor just nods because that sure does explain a lot. "Ah, I see. They would turn my life into a television show. Probably got some actor name Matt Smith or something." He rolls his eyes at the thought. "No, I was also kidnapped-happens quite a lot actually."
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[personal profile] usernamesarecool 2020-01-02 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, certainly not the lyrics to Bohemian Rhapsody." He states, shaking his head at the reading before turning to face the child. There's something different about him. Something the Doctor can't quite put his finger on.

He's certainly calm for a kidnapped child, he'll give him that.

"I dunno, something telling me what kind of engine we're dealing with, perhaps."
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[personal profile] justbecawsican 2020-01-02 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can imagine. But thanks for the info." He doesn't notice the Elf bit at first, but that does make his eyes widen once he does. Bran bites down hard on most of his comments, because they're snarky and this is clearly a lady who doesn't deserve his sass.

At least at the moment, because in the end? No one is ever truly immune.

"It just...has moments of looking like a place I've been before, and it's really kind of disconcerting. Not exactly like, I'd be really weirded out then. But you're right, I don't need a headache now, that's for sure. Thank you, ma'am."