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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!
amery: (∞ This had better be worth my time)

[personal profile] amery 2020-01-04 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
Magic was, surprisingly, an acceptable answer. Magic could do a lot of things, and he didn't have to understand how it worked.

"I see. Well then, I assume it's safe?" Even if it wasn't perfectly safe, that wouldn't necessarily stop him from hopping aboard. He'd been in plenty of most-definitely-not-safe situations before, and he'd handled them just fine.
filmnotyetrated: (Trainpool)

[personal profile] filmnotyetrated 2020-01-04 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
Wade makes a face, somehow still translating the raised eyebrow and suspicious expression through the mask. "Weeeell..... You're still about to catch a train, aren't you?" He nods at the large, hard to miss, train in front of them.

"So really you're where you're supposed to be. Isn't King's Cross where you get to Hogwarts? That sounds made up. You're in The Void, at some Void train station, which is totally not made up. You're from like the 1940's, so you probably haven't been to space but we're basically in space. Or something. I haven't read the comics or whatever they have in the library about it."
faithfulsupport: (Sincerity -r)

[personal profile] faithfulsupport 2020-01-04 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course." Ignis nodded to Eva as he kept walking, Tony's hand firmly in his. But then the older man took the lead and of course he was comfortable with that. Something was very wrong and something had set his beau off, and it couldn't have been Eva. Maybe she was the the spark.

Fortunately he had long legs and could keep time with the man at his side, but the advisor found himself in one of the quiet cars before long.

And then the powder keg explodes. Ignis kept calm as the other got the rage out of his system but he was respectful and didn't interrupt at all. If anything, he was concerned over what had his lover tied up in knots and shouting like he was. But when the anger abated, he didn't know what to say.

Gently he pulled his lover to him and held on protectively. One arm was wrapped around Tony's waist and the other hand went up to softly and soothingly comb through the dark locks. They'd talk this out when the man in his arms was back to himself. Questions would come later, this was too important.
luckybucky: (A little happy)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-04 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
"That is incredibly handy," he mused, watching her move the door. "And I would not want to fight with someone who can do it," but he doesn't seem bothered by it. If anything, he's relieved. There are apparently plenty of people on this train that could kick his ass.

"I'm Bucky, by the way," and he offers his flesh hand for her to shake. "Sorry again, for disturbing you."
amery: (∞ This had better be worth my time)

[personal profile] amery 2020-01-04 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
'Slightly' was an understatement, but he was willing to be a little open minded in this situation. If he hadn't seen with his own two eyes the kinds of things magic could cause and create, things would likely have been different, but as it was...

It didn't mean he was happy about having been snatched from what he'd been in the middle of, even if he was filled with a sense of dread every time he thought back to it.

"I have seen a number of things that sounded ridiculous," he said, "But they turned out to all be very real." He wasn't sure about other dimensions though, or what that even meant, but he would take things one step at a time.

"And everyone here has been, er, taken from their homes?"
amery: (∞ This had better be worth my time)

[personal profile] amery 2020-01-04 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
He shook his head. "I've only just arrived." One among many, it seemed. "I'm still adjusting to being here." And being on a train, of all things. It was going to take some time to get used to the way it moved. Flying a dragon was one thing, but this was something else entirely.
filmnotyetrated: (Default)

[personal profile] filmnotyetrated 2020-01-04 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
Second favorite Chris, but don't worry about that!

[ Really nobody ever pays attention to the weird things he says, so why bother restraining himself? More important at the moment was how many beefy super soldiers the train had delivered like some kind of Christmas miracle. ]

So, do you prefer Steve over Cap? I wanna get it right. Your buddy already looked like he was gonna throttle me for using the 'W.S.' words, and while I can heal better than most, I don't really want to see what your punch might do to the moneymaker here.

[ He waves in the general direction of his own masked face, like a punch or two would do any harm.]
mtsilver_conquor: (casual)

[personal profile] mtsilver_conquor 2020-01-04 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not surprised. Pokemon are native to my world and this is the first time pretty much everyone's seen one. Though, Princess is the only one one the train right now."

Even though the mispronunciation of pokemon did earn him a grin, Eva does stress the correct pronunciation of the word. She also pouts a fraction that there's no other pokemon around.

Mostly because she's itching for a battle and she knows Princess would be. Sure, missions are good, but it's not a proper pokemon battle.

"Yeah, but you find you get used to it quick enough." Mostly because there's little choice in the matter, but whatever. "Have you read the welcome leaflet yet?"
runs_on_batteries: (Default)

[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2020-01-04 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
He hated how his anxiety affected him. It was mortifying to have a condition that could render him helpless and gasping for air. To have it spoken about so publicly had been more than he could cope with.

There was still anger mixed with embarrassment when Ignis pulled him close. The fire in him was cooling, but it didn't feel right. He doubted anything would for a while.

"I saw him, Ignis." He said, pressing his face into the advisor's shoulder. "Steve is here and the fool he protects. They're both here."
pleple: (There you are)

[personal profile] pleple 2020-01-04 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah." Bicycles exist, and she's putting together how you'd use it. "I suppose it's... compact."
filmnotyetrated: (Default)

asdfghjkl im not father material i am dying

[personal profile] filmnotyetrated 2020-01-04 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
Wade does his absolute best to bite back the laughter. Luckily the mask works wonders on hiding any micro expressions because he's seconds from losing it completely. He even resists the urge to make a comment about the hand on his neck, for the sake of not giving himself away.

"Oh, yeah, we should definitely go ask Iron Dad about who's supposed to be babysitting me. He knows everything that's going on here." He says, trying to put as much 'teenage angst' into his voice as possible to really sell it.
luckybucky: (A little happy)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-04 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Like charming young ladies?" he asks, and flashes his best smile. "I hope you're reasonably comfortable here, but if there's anything I can help with, I'd be more than happy to." It's been a while since he's tried to turn on the charm, but he hopes he's not too rusty. He wouldn't want to offend her, after all.
mtsilver_conquor: (Leaves of fire)

[personal profile] mtsilver_conquor 2020-01-04 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Yea, That's what Peter-kun said at least," Eva says with a nod before moving onto the more important things.

"Just like you would any animal. He won't attack or bite unless provoked, either, so if you really, really need him moved and he's being stubborn about it, get me."

She can and will recall him.
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[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-04 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
"No." She shakes her head and frowns thoughtfully. "I understand we were boarded? I was not here, I fear - you could try speaking to my son Curufin about them, perhaps."

She smiles. "Yes - I have three of my sons here, the eldest two, Maedhros and Maglor, and the second youngest, Curufin. And my... mm. Slightly estranged husband, also." They are working on it. She's still a little mad.
mtsilver_conquor: (Sunglasses)

[personal profile] mtsilver_conquor 2020-01-04 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
"You too, Rogers-san and it is, any time we take off from a world or platform." The words are mostly used to cover the utter awkwardness that is Eva and handshakes. For all she can do them, it's very, very obvious it's not something she's used to.

"There's welcome leaflets around here, too, but I'm willing to answer questions if you have any."
luckybucky: (Sorry)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-04 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
Bucky turns around and sits on the bottom bunk, opening his backpack again and pulling out his clothes, re-folding them to military precision and tucking them into the cubby, one by one. He doesn't even seem that embarrassed by the underwear when he comes across it.

"What else is new?" he replies, as if he's been in this kind of situation a hundred times before. At least this time he's in full control of his actions. For now.
faithfulsupport: (Rather not talk about that -r)

[personal profile] faithfulsupport 2020-01-04 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
At least Tony was staying in one place and wasn't moving around. He'd keep the affection and gentleness until his other half had enough of it. Before he could get out the question of who he saw, that question was answered. Steve. It was almost as if a ghost had appeared in the room and Ignis felt his body tensing up. That was the man who'd broken Tony's heart though to be honest he himself knew very little of what transpired between them to any length. But this was the very same man that Tony had compared him to. He was here. And..?

It took awhile before he spoke the only words he could think to say that would be appropriate given his beau's reaction and stress level. "I'm sorry." Well no wonder the older man was on edge, this explained just so much really. Wow.
marriedanidiot: (sculptor)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-04 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh not I." She shakes her head. "I am hardly the member of my family for osanwe. I am a sculptor, the Art of the mind is not mine - I know the basics for politeness sake, and that is all. Tis a crying shame you were apparently not taught the same, rather than broadcasting like a child might."

Just sayin~
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[personal profile] littlepaperbird 2020-01-04 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
Paper quite appreciated her stillness, her calm. Being here was quite confusing and finding someone as peaceful as she was a nice change of pace. It was curiosity that brought her here, which made sense. Magic must not exist in their world, or it must exist in another form?

"I was using magic to make some rocks float. The spell I was using is called telekinesis. I can use it to make people or objects float and can move them at will." He smiled. "It has been a while since I have used the spell, so I wanted to make sure I still could control objects with the same level of fine control as I had previously." He could talk about magic all day long, but he didn't want to bore her.
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[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-04 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
Alright. I will be there shortly. Reassurance bleeds down - the firm conviction that everything will be alright (not immediately, but eventually).

Shortly, a tall red-haired elven woman moves through the crowd, eyes scanning for the feel of the young-old soul that called for help.
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[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-04 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
She shakes her head apologetically, her wiry red hair springing loose of her bun as she does and revealing the pointed tip of one ear.

"I fear I am unfamiliar with King's Cross - it is no name that I know. And well... you have, of sorts, but not in the way you are thinking. Tis not you that has made that wrong turning, so to speak, but others. This place... we are all here from different places, and none of us willing."
runs_on_batteries: (devastated)

[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2020-01-04 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
Tony drew back abruptly, suddenly needing as much room as he could get to breath. He put a hand against the glass wall with the door, to steady himself. "The war.. we had to put aside everything. But.. that guy.." It was getting harder to talk. "Eva she just kept talking about it." His head was feeling strange. It was the start of the spiral. He could feel it. "I was fighting it.. I could've.. I can't.."

He gasped, closing his eyes and leaning into the room's corner. Suddenly he was back in that underground lab with the dead winter soldiers and laptop open. He was standing there watching it again, seeing Bucky reach into his dad's car. He could hear the sounds, see his mother's death.
luckybucky: (A little happy)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-04 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
He picks up on the correction, but also decides that just using the word Princess to describe the pokemon is going to be easier. "He's really nice," he replies, pausing in his pets to gently rub behind Princess's ear. He sure hopes it's an ear.

He shakes his head in answer to her question, though. "Not yet. I'm not really a fan of computers," enough, apparently, that going near one to pick up a piece of paper was something he was reluctant about.
luckybucky: (Sad and I hate you)

LOOK he hasn't been focused on catching up with the hip kid lingo okay

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-04 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
Bucky rolls his eyes, firmly guiding Deadpool down the train. He really doesn't have a plan for when he does find Tony, except maybe tossing this idiot at him and running. It's a totally foolproof, mature, adult plan.

"I wouldn't be surprised if someone like you was Howard's grandson," he grumbles under his breath.
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[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-01-04 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Ai! That is a sad tale." She says. "To have the wish but not the ability is a grievious thing, and I grieve for your people. I am glad though, that you have found your purpose and joy in other things."

She smiles, delighted. "You have the tongue of a poet! I thank you, although you are right, I would be considered plain by most of my people. My husband thinks I am beautiful, and that is enough for me."

"Just Nerdanel is fine, and I will call you the same, if you mind it not."