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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] pleple 2020-01-08 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Ple Two had lots of questions that weren't getting answered herself - but sometimes you just had to roll with the punches to get to what's real.

"Or anyone else who has been here a while." But come to her if you don't want someone to be pushy about being your friend, yes.
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[personal profile] pleple 2020-01-08 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"So you stand on it and just push..." Simple. Not as efficient as some modes of transportation, but as stated, compact. "Interesting."
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[personal profile] pleple 2020-01-08 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
A nicer kitchen than she was used to aboard spacecraft, at least. A truly impressive supply of fresh ingredients, too.

Which meant a lot of food she wasn't familiar with, that hadn't been part of Zeon-Axis shipboard kitchens. Ple Two nodded down at the machine, and then back up at Cal. "I'm Ple Two. That is... apparent." There's a look you have when you're new and exploring. "Is there anything I can help with? ...that won't take a long time?"
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[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2020-01-08 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
His gaze shifted from Madoka to Ignis and back. They looked really cute.

"We don't want you to be afraid, just cautious. You're among a lot of friends who can protect you and we outnumber him by a lot."

His eyes lit with a new idea. "Ignis, give me your phone. I'll take a picture of you two. You don't mind, do you Madoka?"
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[personal profile] flatteries 2020-01-08 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
He nods.

"Of course! I personally don't use horses to get around a whole lot, but I could if it was an emergency." Not to mention there just weren't a whole lot of opportunities to ride them anymore once the world turned into a postapocalyptic hellscape.. "But a lot of people I know ride them all the time. Some people even ride them into battle in order to have a mobility advantage."

He scratches behind his ear. "I don't think I have seen a horse though ever since I ended up in this place." So that doesn't give him a whole lot of opportunities to show her exactly what they are.
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[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-08 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
It does seem a logical question to ask, whether this had been going on for centuries, or if it is something new. Newer, then, and Padmé wonders if there had been some event that had triggered it, or, if it had been going on longer and there had simply been no one left to speak of it before...

"Is there any history, or insight about whether this is some manner of cycle, that it draws individuals here, and has been doing so?" A record of the passages, or travelers from before. "Although I suppose it may well be kept somewhere hidden, if there is a more nefarious end."
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[personal profile] happyends 2020-01-08 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
She nods as she listens to the both of them. Hey, Madoka is more than willing to stay away from scary people. She'll do this gladly. Not having to talk to the scary new teammate yet? Sounds ideal to her.

But before she can ponder that much more, there's the question from Tony. For a moment it seems to catch her by surprise, but then Madoka quickly shakes her head.

"Of course I don't mind.. I like taking pictures." She didn't even know anyone had something that was capable of doing that here, really. "Do you want to, mister Ignis?"
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[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-08 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Padmé would admit that there had been some issues with it. Even though she has only been within it for a few years, it had become clear that some aspects had taken far to much time. She could recall how overwhelmed she had felt when she first started, not understanding why some motions had failed while others had passed.

"Well, it would be rather different to arrive in a strange place and have to figure out what to do." And, there were other means, less pleasant means. At least with the Republic people did have a say, a voice, and wouldn't suffer from going against others. Mostly. Padmé had had a target on her back, but she had been vocal about her stance.
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[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-08 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
He is easy enough company, and she doesn't get anything off about him. Padmé has trusted her instincts, and has been right more often than not, which is why she does continue to believe in them. There are some that she might not get any sort of a feeling about right away, and that she may give more time towards, but there are no warnings. And his words do earn a soft laugh from her, the flash of a smile.

"If you could speak to my Captain, Typho..." Because he would say that she is the one who is more stubborn than anyone he has ever met, and she might make his job a little more difficult... "Yet you can't, which may be a good thing, but thank you. I will keep that offer in mind."
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[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-08 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, it is my hope, one day." When she had finished her queenship but hadn't yet decided what to do, she had pondered, but there had been some issues in that. "My duties have always come first, and still do."
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[personal profile] usernamesarecool 2020-01-08 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, no. I didn't hear it." He says distractedly as he stares the wall down. "Depends on what kind of steam it is-but most likely no, it's not a steam engine. Just looks like one."

He steps up to the wall and runs his hand over it before leaning forward and licking the cold metal of the wall.
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[personal profile] usernamesarecool 2020-01-08 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, always." He spares Inigo a smile before stepping up to the metal wall.

"Has anyone tried to break it down?" He asks, running his hand along it. "I assume a number of people must have tried to get passed it by now, am I right?"
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[personal profile] afterburner 2020-01-08 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Renee waves a hand at that. "Dude, I'm pretty sure you're commiserating, not bringing me down. It's not a bad thing, lets me know I'm not the only one."

She shrugged at that, then. "My life turned around by this time, at least somewhat. So now if I can get my high school diploma and stuff...and figure out what I want to do with myself, since super heroing doesn't really pay the bills, I'll be golden, you know?"

But she's smiling right back at him. "You're all right, Pete. You oughtta know that." Unless he's sick. And did she just sneeze? Maybe it's the cold. She did take her hoodie off, after all...
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[personal profile] afterburner 2020-01-08 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"If I knew it, I'd try, but my knowledge is mostly limited to cussing. And Prisoner already knows how to flip someone the bird, so he doesn't need my help." Though she laughed at that.

"Nah, seriously, they're elves from...I don't even know." Renee's not knowledgeable on the literary lions of fantasy, so knowing Tolkien is right out. "Yeah, but I mean, if I know it, you can ask me, I can try to explain. I need enough explained to me sometimes that I don't think it's any trouble." Renee shrugged at that.
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[personal profile] afterburner 2020-01-08 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure, why not? I mean clearly it'd make you ecstatically happy, and it wouldn't cost me much. I doubt you weigh a lot, being a bird type anyhow. No tricks or lies, it sucks that you're grounded, so I'll try to hook you up when I can. Even if it means you're going to be clinging to me, probably."

The thought amused her, but why, she couldn't say. Maybe because the little guy was just so stoked at the thought.

"No, I'm a mutant, and my powers mostly center around kinetics--movement. So I took the energy from your spell and controlled it, and used it to move the rock. I don't use that type of power to fly, but...if I didn't have my rocket power, I probably could." It made Renee think, actually, because the jet propulsion wasn't always the most quiet of powers. It was good as a distraction because it made all eyes focus on her, but what if she needed to be stealthy? It did bear some thought, indeed. And maybe practice...
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[personal profile] faithfulsupport 2020-01-08 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Ignis smiled agreeably at the outnumbered comment and although he was trouble by the situation he wouldn't pass that fear to Madoka.

Automatically Ignis reached for his phone but hesitated because he was awaiting her decision. Once agreed to, he handed it over.

Smiling at Madoka he nodded. "A picture would be quite lovely, provided there's also one of the three of us as well." The last part of the comment was leveled right at Tony.
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[personal profile] sweetnessandfight 2020-01-08 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"I was elected, actually, and I'm not the only one," Sarai replied, quite honestly. Cat girl wasn't correct, either--those are horns, three pair of them to be precise. And that tail isn't furry, but spiky--and she has scaled cheeks, to boot.

"It's a bit merit-based, though, so it doesn't matter that you're fairly young. If you're reliable and responsible and good at keeping your eye on your people, if we grow again, it isn't as if Dread and Luke and I could elevate you, too. Not just how long you've been here on the train, though that might have a little to do with it. Dread is my husband, and he and I have been here since the first stop." Though Sarai sighed a bit at that--it had been a few months, and she could not help but wonder how things were going back on Hydaelyn.
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[personal profile] sweetnessandfight 2020-01-08 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, we can also tailor it to what your preferences are and what you're comfortable with." Count on the bard to make a joke about that sort of thing.

Not that Sarai felt that he'd botched the conversation at all. It was a big adjustment to make, even when things were fairly normal--like arriving from her rollicking and wild world. She couldn't imagine how difficult it was for him--or perhaps, she could, and was making a serious attempt to be gentle about it. Likely the latter.

"I'll see what I might do for you. I'm Sarai Thunderstorm, one of the Purple team's leaders. My husband is another--his name's Dread, and he's rather large, so he's also difficult to miss." She chuckled at that. "Might I have your name, so I know where to find you, at least?"
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[personal profile] tholes 2020-01-08 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Less ignoring, more making the choice to move past it. Steve has been ill enough in his life to suspect that Peter is a little embarrassed, so he's not trying to make anything of it.

And, yes, he knows a teenager from Queens stole his shield that one time. ]


I'd find some tea and a seat somewhere. You don't want mild to turn into something worse, right? [ A pause. ] Show me the kitchen area and I could make you some.
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[personal profile] tholes 2020-01-08 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
He withdraws his hand as soon as the awkwardness hits him. Sorry, Eva. He's thoroughly a twentieth-century American. Handshakes are kind of like currency in his neighborhood.

"Well, can you give me a brief rundown here? And I'll look at the leaflets when everything's ... less new."
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[personal profile] tholes 2020-01-08 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That ... makes absolutely no sense. Maybe 'Chris' is one of those internet things where Wade comes from. But it does get noted in a new mental file to think about later, when he has more time not consumed with exploring his new prison.

Cell. Whatever you call the place you're kidnapped to. ]


Uh, yes. I'd prefer Steve. And what budd— [ Steve cuts himself off, eyes narrowing at the W.S. part. He's not a certifiable genius like Stark, but he's not exactly dumb either. ] What did you say to Buck?
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[personal profile] tholes 2020-01-08 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Your funeral, asshole

Is what Steve desperately wants to say. But he's already figured out that people arriving on this train don't always come from the same year, and he has NO idea where (or when) Tony is from. Even with the lack of shirt and the weird pendant swaying against his chin. Which is saying a lot.

As does the hug. It takes Steve a few seconds to react, which mostly involves returning the gesture and absolutely not crying. He's made of sterner stuff, dammit. ]


We — uh, Thanos. We beat Thanos. [ That's almost the last thing he remembers. It counts. Then, carefully, like he's not sure if he wants the answer: ] Do you know that name?
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[personal profile] tholes 2020-01-08 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
So much for the camaraderie of their initial meeting.

"What we do, on this train, is survive being kidnapped. As far as I can tell. If you want to be the big man, go ahead. That's your right. But I stopped taking orders a long time ago."

Steve's voice is quiet but firm, clearly signaling he doesn't want a fight. As long as Buck isn't in danger of having his face beaten bloody, he'll stand down.
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[personal profile] justbecawsican 2020-01-08 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"That makes sense. Unpleasant sense, but sense, nonetheless." He nodded at that, though he couldn't help but smile at the almost poetic greeting. Charming.

"If Nerdanel suffices, lady, then I'll do ask you ask." Though it's clear he wants to append
'-sama' to it as well. Polite is polite, and she's woken it in him. Not that others haven't, but.

"What else do you know about the train? Anything you'd be willing to share?" Because if nothing else, he was uncontrollably curious!
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Re: Departure

[personal profile] tholes 2020-01-08 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
No, sir.

[ Once Steve rights himself, he will immediately jump to helping Reigen up off the ground too. ]

Just a science experiment gone horribly right.