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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!
sensitiveapple: (dressed up)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-04 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Boats." She says, incredulous. Not that boats aren't used on Canto! The luxury cruises are famous. But they aren't used for trade. The barges are.

But one thing catches her interest. "What are horses? Are they a type of droid?"
faithfulsupport: (Are you alright? -r)

[personal profile] faithfulsupport 2020-01-04 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
He sat quietly worrying about Tony and how much the man was suffering. Ignis figured he'd have to keep a closer eye on the elder man from now on which didn't make him happy but it couldn't be helped.

Somehow the advisor had thought Tony would be happy to see Steve, so maybe it was the companion. Was this the person Tony had said Steve had chosen over him? He put that topic to the back of his mind as he unexpectedly received a kiss to his neck.

Hearing the weaker tone bothered Ignis of course, but he wouldn't allow any harm to come to the man in his arms. "I'm sure Eva will understand, I'll apologize to her later."

There was a small amount of cheer in his tone for the good news that whatever had taken the older man over was gone now. "I'm going to have to accompany you more often from now on, aren't I?"

luckybucky: (A little happy)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-04 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
He lifts his brows at the answer, but if she finds her makeup unusual, he doesn't mention it. It's nothing he hasn't seen on girls of similar age in western Europe, after all. "I am," he agrees. "Who's Jocko?" And did he need to give this person a taste of their own medicine? Because he was tempted, right now.
sensitiveapple: (innocent)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-04 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
She doesn't move away from him, but she does kind of tighten her arms around her knees a little bit. She's never been around children her age. They don't work at the house, and the ones around Canto are too busy, and too controlled to speak to a courtesan.

"Prison?" She gulps, swallowing. "Is there going to be an auction?" She asks in a small voice. She doesn't want to go through one again.
queenvictoria: (pensive)

[personal profile] queenvictoria 2020-01-04 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
That is not any kind of handshake that Peggy has ever seen before, but she isn't about to question whatever game the girl might be playing.

"How--er, Mr. Stark called you that, did he? Is there another name you go by other than Buttercup?"
luckybucky: (Are you fukin crazy?)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-04 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky is in danger of losing his eyebrows in his hairline now. "You don't say," he does not, for one instant, believe that. Not even a little. "You manage to pack that all into recess, or do your parents take you around to crime scenes after school?" he is now dead-certain that Conan is just talking about some sort of make-believe game.
luckybucky: (That was super cute)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-04 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"I bet you already have," Bucky replies lightly. "You've seen lightning during a storm, right?"
sensitiveapple: (comfort)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-04 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
A small smile crosses her face. It's fond and loving and she obviously cares for Jocko. "Jocko's my Twi'lek guard." She explains. "He trained me to use my knives." Her hand drifts to her belt where the knives are.

"But he's not here." And she misses him, a lot.
badassfreakingoverlord: (laughin' and floppin')

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-04 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
That would be me.

[The voice of Crispin Freeman come from within the car, all shot-through with ominous theatrics and wicked promise of doom. Of course, the book is atop a pile of rocks in plain light, which does a TON to ruin the whole 'den of evil' thing.]
deductiongeek: (annoyed)

[personal profile] deductiongeek 2020-01-04 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
And he definitely recognized that reaction. Normally Conan didn't care whether adults believed him or not. If he got dismissed as a kid playing games he'd just work around it and manipulate the adults into finding the right conclusion.

But that could be a problem here. With the experiences so far Conan suspected that he would need to use his skills in the public eye sooner or latter.

A matter of convincing for later, perhaps.

"My parents are in America." At least that was his cover story. "One of the people I'm staying with in Japan is a famous detective, so I go to a lot of cases with him. But I also run into a lot of cases after school and on the weekends."
badassfreakingoverlord: (do not read the overlord)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-04 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why would I want to trick people into thinking I'm a book! That's the stupidest thing I ever heard!"

The thick pages of the book turn without issue, revealing the unreadable language of their contents. Inconveniently, the book has infinite pages, so don't expect a light read even if half of them are blank.
faithfulsupport: (Fond gaze -r)

[personal profile] faithfulsupport 2020-01-04 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
He would never admit it openly but Ignis got scared. He just didn't show it was all. So when Madoka's cheeks turned red and she confessed, he nodded. "That they may be, but I won't let any harm befall you and that's a promise."

There was no way he could just hug her because that wasn't the advisor's way. So instead he asked. "Would a hug make you feel better?" Tony might have the nerve to just up and hug someone but it wasn't in his own nature.
runs_on_batteries: (Default)

[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2020-01-04 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"No," Tony answered quietly with a shake of his head. "I don't need any more reminders that I'm broken from you or her or anyone else." He needed to get up and find a way to muster back some dignity. There were others on board and he couldn't have them seeing him like this.

If only that didn't require so much energy.

How was he supposed to lead a train with Darth Vader, Steve Rogers, and Bucky on it? That wasn't even considering the ones on board who were already here and difficult.

You're not alone. That was the message Ignis kept saying to him. He had others to back him up. From where he was sitting in the corner of a quiet room with his boyfriend holding him like he was a child made everything seem like it did when he came back from space. He'd tried. He'd failed. He was damaged remains of who he used to be.

It wasn't who he still was now, but he remembered that time and those feelings sharply. "Help me get up." He normally would've fought to do it himself, but Ignis was here and strong. He should use his boyfriend's strength.
luckybucky: (Sorry)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-04 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
The tension eases out of his shoulders when he realizes that it was just training, and his smile is a little warmer now. "Sorry," he says softly. "Bucky Barnes," he offers her his flesh hand, the metal one tucking itself into the small of his back, where it'll draw less attention.
faithfulsupport: (On my way -r)

[personal profile] faithfulsupport 2020-01-04 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Ignis went to tell Tony that he didn't think of him as broken. He just wanted to help and be there so Tony didn't have another problem like this. But instead he sighed warily. He was hard headed for sure and all he could do was to be there to catch the man every single time that he fell.

The request got a nod and he began moving to assist in accommodating the man. Trying to avoid being too careful, the advisor held a hand out but he would offer more assistance if it was needed.
runs_on_batteries: (Default)

[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2020-01-04 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Tony nodded approvingly. Excellent, excellent. Tell her she's safe, good Ignis. A+ Dad work to listen to her and reassure her.

Oh for the love of..

Tony rolled his eyes and crouched down with them. He put his arm around Madoka's shoulders. "Neither of us are going to let anything happen to you, kiddo." He reached out and caught Ignis' arm, he pulled the man forward. "Now stop being weird and join the hug, Tiger. You'll have to forgive him. This is new, but you don't mind do you, Madoka? Helping someone learn how to be a new Team Dad?"
badassfreakingoverlord: (disgruntled)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-04 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmm. What crap did all these people buy around here that got them doing all the stupid things they normally did? Zetta thought back to the many lessons he'd refused to learn over the recent year or so...

"The... magic of... friendship?"
badassfreakingoverlord: (ghost white)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-04 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh wow, uh, okay. Pancake's a breakfast food, we gotta get you one at some point. Damn, we're really starting from square one here, huh? Let me guess, there's no one you know on this train, is there." Because only the flaming turds had friends from before here, it seemed. Well, and Elfnein and Romeo.
runs_on_batteries: (arms cross looking down)

[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2020-01-05 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
The words were what Tony felt about himself and how he had interpreted Eva's assistance earlier. If Ignis wanted to know what Tony was angry about earlier or even now when his boyfriend offered a hand and he merely looked at it with a frown, that was it. These attacks left him incredibly weakened and shredded his self-image.

He ended up requiring more than just a hand up, as his whole body lacked strength, but once he was on his feet again, he didn't pull away. Instead he stepped into an embrace with his arms looping around Ignis' neck. He wasn't ready to move away from the younger man. He sighed, knowing his words hadn't come off well a moment ago. He knew Ignis wasn't understanding what was going on and would likely that that very personally. "I hate feeling like I'm sick, mentally or otherwise. I was for a little over a year after Thanos' first attack. I nearly died and I'd just lost Peter. I returned home and found literally half the world's population had been taken. It was random who had been taken and who was left, but we all lost so many. Anyway, the point is.. I know I'm still recovering from that and you've done nothing but support me through it. I know you're here when I need you. It's just a shot to the ego whenever I have to be reminded that this keeps happening. It's humiliating. I know you don't judge me, but I know Eva does. The others on this train do or would, if you didn't do such a great job helping me hide it." He glanced toward the door and his shoulders slumped. "Just when I felt like I was making some progress getting this anxiety under control, they show up."
luckybucky: (Sorry)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-05 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Bucky hums softly, nodding a little. "That's a great story, but what kind of guardian would take a child to the scene of a murder?" he asks quietly, shaking his head. "It's fine to play games, but if you tell adults stuff like that, they'll worry about you and make trouble for your guardian," he's trying really hard not to be condescending, but he's worried for this kid.
sensitiveapple: (comfort)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-05 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
She smiles and takes his hand. "My name is Misa." She doesn't have a last name, that she's aware of, but worse things have happened.

Misa cocks her head to the side. "Why do you hide your arm like that?" She asks, almost gently. "Is it because you lost it in the war?" He looks young to have been fighting the Empire, but all things are possible.
luckybucky: (Are you fukin crazy?)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-05 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
"How should I know?" he replies, but he doesn't spend much time trying to read the book -- opening it is enough to confirm there's no speaker or any other kind of device inside. So he closes the book and hefts it to eye level, squinting at the cover. "So what are you, really?"
luckybucky: (NOT CRYING)

[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-05 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
Immediately, his heart jumps into his throat and, for a moment, he can't speak. No one's directly confronted him about the arm quite so directly before, and he ducks his head. "I hide it because it's a weapon, and I wouldn't want you to feel threatened," he says quietly. "I... guess you could say I lost it during the war," but certainly not the one she thinks.
sensitiveapple: (dressed up)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-05 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
She shrugs. "Lord Vader I know from the history books." That she's definitely going to miss. She wants to just curl up in a corner with one of her romances and a history book and be left alone.

"Beyond him? No." She hasn't figured out that 'Luke' is 'Master Skywalker' yet.
deductiongeek: (glower)

[personal profile] deductiongeek 2020-01-05 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Conan gives Bucky a disbelieving look.

"He's not my guardian, he's just the person I stay with in Japan. And the police officers already know that I come with him to cases. I see them all the time at home."

Out of all of the adults he'd run into who'd patted him on the head and told him to go play detective somewhere else, he had never run into anyone who thought he made up going to murder scenes.

Usually because that was where he'd met them, or they'd at least seen Kogoro in the papers.