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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!
luckybucky: (That was super cute)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-03 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah," if it wouldn't get him killed, Bucky might just help her with 'trolling' Tony sometime. Maybe.

He smiles a little, shrugging his shoulders. "I know what a mutation is, though I've never heard of people being called mutants, and I've seen enough bullying in my day to know where it comes from," he agrees. When she describes other passengers, he can't help but chuckle. "Seriously? How does the whole train not catch on fire?" Did he have to sleep in the kitchen or something?
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2020-01-03 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
It's different to suddenly just feel... relaxed. He tried to think of another word but nothing really fix except for relaxed. Is this what normal people felt?

"Yeah." Peter nods. He doesn't know what else to say other than that. Which was a bit different, usually there's a whole waterfall of words coming from his mouth.
luckybucky: (A little happy)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-03 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Bucky manages a smile, too, and though he's reluctant, he takes Luke's hand and gives it a friendly shake. It's strange, to him, for someone to be so comfortable with it, but he supposes if it wasn't the result of torture, it might seem like a good thing to have.

"Bucky Barnes," he replies. He's heard that name before, though he can't quite place where. And come to think of it, the face is familiar, too. He hesitates for a moment, before shaking his head. "So who's in charge of this train?" Please don't let Tony be in charge.
luckybucky: (Are you fukin crazy?)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-03 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Uhuh," Bucky replies, moving deeper into the carriage to seek out the source of the voice. "If you're the ruler of the Netherworld, shouldn't you be in a bathroom or something?" So he could oversee people's nether regions.
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[personal profile] queenvictoria 2020-01-03 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
“Seventy years?” Peggy echoes, sounding confused. “Serg—Bucky, I don’t understand. What do you mean, it took...?”

But then Bucky drops another bomb and the pit falls out of her stomach.

“...That isn’t funny.”
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2020-01-03 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Well, she probably can't use the Force then. That's... honestly that's a bit of a relief. He coughs again and glances back at Vader.

"Good. That's good." He sighs before shaking his head lightly because he can feel his headache trying to get worse. Not that, that helps. "Just uh... do me a big favor? Don't get near him. He's not a nice guy."
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[personal profile] faithfulsupport 2020-01-03 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
Ignis turned to the youth he hadn't met yet. Who precisely was this man speaking of? It couldn't be that tall one clad in black? The advisor didn't even know what to make of that member of his team though he'd been dressed in blue. If there was a theme for his team, it was certainly gone now.

The one thing he could speak on was the youth's manners which were impeccable. Unlike Tony's. So there was a smile on his face accompanied with a shake of the head. "My name is Ignis Scientia and you can call me Ignis if you like."

Sir was..things his 'kids' called him, namely Romeo and Madoka.
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[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-03 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Probably not," Bucky replies with a huff of a laugh and a small smile. She's right, of course, but there's something about seeing things written in ink that feels... unchangeable to him.

"You don't wanna ask that question," he replies quietly. "You can follow the answers forever and still end up without one. Or worse, you might get a far uglier answer than you signed up for." There are some answers you're just better off without, and he's gotten some very painful lessons in that recently.
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[personal profile] queenvictoria 2020-01-03 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
“I am. Have we met?”

Peggy eyes mistrustfully. Is he also SSR? She’s about to ask him which unit he served with when it all falls into place. The reason this stranger feels familiar even though they’ve never met, why she’d initially mistaken him for Howard from behind.

Her lips draw into a thin line.

“Sergeant Barnes mentioned something similar. I didn’t want to believe it, but I’ve experienced several unbelievable things today.” Including the apparent resurrection of the man she loved. “So, you’re Howard’s son from the future.” She smiles a little. “I never thought he would ever settle down. How is Howard these days?”
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2020-01-03 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Peter Parker is definitely running a fever. A high fever because he doesn't do bad halfway, it's just not the Parker way, as much as he maybe wishes it was.

"Really?" He coughs again but allows himself to be steered in another direction. "Peter-Peter Parker. I was Spider-Man. Am Spider-Man." He corrects, not bothering to mention that he was sorta headed to his cabin, now he's found someone to talk to and his illness can wait. Because that's how that works, right?
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[personal profile] queenvictoria 2020-01-03 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
“...right.” The boy is obviously lying (to himself, if not to her), but she doesn’t push it. There are more important things to worry about and picking a fight with a random teenager isn’t going to help her get back to London any faster.

She decides to play dumb.

“My name is Peggy, and it’s very important that I get back to King’s Cross. Can you help me find it?” Doubtful, because the boy sounds American, but asking could prove useful.
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[personal profile] stealsyourheart 2020-01-03 04:43 am (UTC)(link)

He tips his head, chewing thoughtfully on his lip.

"I reckon it might be worth a shot. There's folks from all over, here. Magic from worlds where it's normal, even. Maybe someone can help. Miss Lightning's the best bet, I think."

queenvictoria: (in on the joke)

[personal profile] queenvictoria 2020-01-03 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
“Mr. Stark?” Peggy looks sharply at the girl. How does she know Howard? As far as Peggy knows, Howard isn’t exactly the fondest of young children. She recovers and smiles at the girl. “I certainly wouldn’t want Mr. Stark to ground me. Let’s keep it a secret between the two of us girls, hmm?”
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i'd like to apologize to poor bucky for having to deal with deadpool

[personal profile] filmnotyetrated 2020-01-03 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Didn't you notice we're all color coded? Means you're on the purple team. Do chores with them," He pauses to snort, like he himself has ever done a single chore with or for his team.

"You work with them when they make you go do missions and stuff on planets or whatever. Fe-Man is on red." Wade picks at his own hoodie. "Not that that stops him from trying to run the whole train, but I just ignore him when he tries to boss me around." Wade rolls his eyes, content to listen to his own voice.

"There's like some council or something he set up, but I don't know who your 'team captain'-" He makes air quotes and puts on a whiny voice for emphasis. "is. I think it's in one of the little things they give out. Hopefully it's one of the adults and not one of the preteens."
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[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-03 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Well, he hadn't intended to be mean, but the look on her face makes his heart ache. "It's not a joke," he replies, offering her a feeble smile. "I saw him on the platform," he leaves off the part about how Steve had chased him, how Bucky was desperate to keep his distance.

Peggy doesn't see him as a monster, not yet, and he wants to have that for a little longer. He ducks his head a little, clears his throat. "Anyway, being stuck on this train together just means it'll be easier to keep an eye on him, right? Make sure he doesn't get himself into too much trouble again." A task he was going to have to leave to her.
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[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-03 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Cover your mouth when you cough. With your elbow, not your hand," he chides, sighing heavily as he keeps them moving. He doesn't even realize that he's basically herding an infectious cloud from one end of the train straight to the other. It's a great way to maximize exposure.

"Yes, really, Peter Parker. Am I supposed to know what a Spider-Man is?" Because he does not know what a Spider-Man is, and he is not at all impressed with Peter right now. "Tony Stark's on this train, right? Do you know where he keeps the alcohol?" He'd seen plenty of headlines about Tony's drinking problems when he'd been trying to piece together just who Steve really was.
luckybucky: (Are you fukin crazy?)

honestly this is so great tho

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-03 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Bucky sighs. This guy... this guy is going to be trouble, he can feel it. In his jellies.

"I'm not blind or stupid," he points out. "How old are you?" he asks with a sour frown. Honestly, this disrespect for authority... he folds his arms over his chest, sizing Deadpool up. He could just be an early bloomer, looking all big and tall and adult, but actually being like fifteen. Bucky Squints, just a little.
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[personal profile] queenvictoria 2020-01-03 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Agent Peggy Carter doesn’t cry. Especially not around one of the Howling Commandos, her soldiers. No, she is going to keep a stiff upper lip. Her eyes are bright with tears, but none fall.

“He died,” she whispers, disbelievingly. “Howard Stark is still searching for the wreckage of the plane, for a body we can bury. And now you tell me that he’s alive? He’s here?”
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[personal profile] filmnotyetrated 2020-01-03 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Like........ foooooorrrty three? Something like that, I stopped paying attention when I thought I was gonna die. Why? What's that got to do with anything? But that's a good habit, there's some of these kids that I don't think are kids at all and man there are a lot of kids on this train." And there he goes, off into a new topic before he catches the eyeing he's getting.

"Like what you see?" He winks and snickers like the absolute child he swears he isn't.
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2020-01-03 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh yeah." He coughs again, but this time using his elbow. "Vampire cough. Right." He remembers now. He allows himself to be steered towards the kitchen and honestly feels a little let down when the name 'Spider-Man' doesn't ring any bells. Maybe he just hasn't had that happen, yet?

"Me, I'm Spider-Man. I can stick to stuff and I'm really strong." He explains, holding back his coughing fit. God, he's dying. "Mr Stark doesn't let me anywhere near the distillery thing he made. But you can buy alcohol in the train shop. I can't. I'm not twenty-one."
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[personal profile] azrthmtrnznthos 2020-01-03 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Not cold. Thank you though. Just...surprised." Raven responded, blinking under her cowl. "If they'd put you in blue or purple, I'd be wondering more."
azrthmtrnznthos: (....really?)

[personal profile] azrthmtrnznthos 2020-01-03 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Raven's head dropped, and she sighed. Because of course. "I should've expected that."
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[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-03 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Who are they?" Someone on board, or who ever actually runs this train. Unless... is it automated, set on some course where no pilot is needed? Yet most things do require a human touch in case something happens. Courses do at times need to be altered and amended to take in to account issues that had not been known about before.
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The Train - Sleeper Cabin

[personal profile] shockinglycaffeinated 2020-01-03 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
Telli had been enjoying having her cabin to herself for a while when the rattling at the door started. The door was locked, and she was holding it closed with the Force, so no one could enter but whoever was on the other side was being persistent.

Scowling, Telli rolled out of bed and walked to the door to yank it open.

"What?" She snapped before she registered that the person on the other side wasn't familiar to her. Absently she noted that she's only in her pajamas, but only for a second. Sure there was quite of bit of purple skin on display, but this was much more modest than most of her outfits back home.
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[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-03 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
Padmé guesses that they will need to wait and see. There's no point in attempting to leave the train at the moment, as this void that they are going to be traveling through hardly seems like a welcoming place.

"Perhaps. Sometimes it is the hard questions that we need to ask, and as much as we may not like the answer, we shouldn't fear it."