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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!
stealsyourheart: (erk)

[personal profile] stealsyourheart 2020-01-25 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Never ask a magician if he's telling the truth as he's not likely to answer~

"You really are a disaster waiting to happen, aren't you?" He rifles through the cupboards until he finds honey.
flatteries: (this was gonna be easy)

[personal profile] flatteries 2020-01-25 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"I suppose it's since there are some people on board here with amazing powers."

Granted, Inigo's definition of 'amazing' may be slightly different than the Doctor's. He's at least seen magic, since that's a pretty normal thing in his world, but he's pretty sure even his friends' magic wouldn't have required something this powerful to keep them away from the engine. And it'd require even less to keep someone like Inigo, who has no special ability other than 'swings swords around', out.

"They most likely did not want any of them messing with the train."
democratically: (reflects)

[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-25 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
His hand is taken, her clasp easy going as she shakes it. "It is nice to meet you as well- it is just Doctor then that you prefer to go by, or the Doctor?"

Names were, on Naboo, quite important, and they did call people by what they desired to be called, whether that was the name that they had legally been known as. "From what I am learning, it is a rather intimate setting with those aboard. But those here do seem to be quite agreeable."
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[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-25 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky sighs heavily, hand going from Peter's head to his shoulder. "Just... try and rest a little, okay? Until I stop being jittery," because he sure was hopped up on adrenalin himself, now.

He nods to Happy, offering his other hand, even though it was the metal one. "James Barnes," he replies, offering a weak smile. "But everyone calls me Bucky. Thanks for showing up when you did," because he'd been in way over his head.
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[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-25 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky nods in agreement, because he does agree it was obvious, but he also doesn't claim to actually understand how books, or people who have been turned into them, work. "See? Now you're talking like you've got a brain in those pages somewhere," he agrees, which also begs the question... "so if you wanted to, would you be able to make whatever page you open to say something specific?"
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-25 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
She sighs. Well, that's one question answered. "Thank you for the information. It was very nice talking to you." She curtsies as is proper, and heads for the train.
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-25 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh!" Misa says, watching the spider tap things out on the little droid. "I'm sorry, you must think me terribly rude." She says, embarrassed. "I see why you use a droid then." She says, smiling. "It really is a clever thing." She says.

"Have you been here long?"
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-25 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
She does as she's told, and puts the peanut butter on the inside of her wrist. She hops up into one of the chairs, and braces her chin on her hand, watching him. "Freema does all the cooking at the house. The Mistress always says it was a real coup enticing her away from that trader she was cooking on." Misa absently licks the peanut butter off her finger. Oh, that's not half bad. Very sticky though! Usually she's not allowed sticky things, because they could mess her makeup.

"Freema tries to teach me to cook, but I don't like to." She admits.
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-25 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
She shrugs. "I suppose. Freema used to say that the Empire hated beings like her, turning them into slaves and less thans, but that the New Republic wasn't doing much better, yet."

It's a child's view of history, since that's all it is for her.
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-25 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
That sounds... horrible, actually. She supposes that helping people is the right thing to do? But shouldn't they be getting themselves out of trouble, or at least attempting to, first?

"That... sounds nice?" She's not even sure what to say about that. It's utterly ridiculous is what she thinks. But, really, who is she to judge?
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-25 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
She nods. She knows that much. Darth Vader and the Emperor had been Sith. Palpatine had been the former Chancellor and then declared himself Emperor.

"I'm sorry." Misa finally says, softly. "If the Emperor was a friend of yours, it must hurt a lot." She says, gently.
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[personal profile] signseeker 2020-01-25 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"The ones who attacked the wall were thrown away from it, similar to what just happened, I think."

Will was sure that some of what he had seen was important, but it was not clear yet which parts were.

He shakes his head. "It is just something I can do. My kind are not held tightly within time as those of the track are, so it is easy to glance or slip along it."
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[personal profile] tinkerheart 2020-01-25 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"It helps to have such a perspective."

He can say this with conviction even if he, himself, doesn't always have the patience she spoke of. There's one more thing he wanted to share though.

"You may want to board the train soon. At least observe your watch. Do not linger on the platform if the symbol on it starts flashing. It's a danger warning, I found it quite reliable."
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[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-26 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
He laughs softly. "Cooking is an important skill," he agrees. "You should at least learn how to make yourself a sandwich, in case I'm not here to do it for you," he replies. He sets out the bread, and starts slathering two slices with peanut butter -- he saw her licking it off her hand, and figures if she's not complaining about the sensation already, she's probably not allergic. Or at least not allergic for it to become an emergency.

He gets a fresh knife and goes into the jelly, smearing that on the other side. "Lucky for you, the American classic is maybe the easiest sandwich in the world to make. Peanut butter on one side, jelly on the other... and you've got yourself a meal." He slices one sandwich half diagonally, and the other into quarters the same way. Onto a plate they go, and he leaves them there, just out of reach on the counter, while he cleans up.
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[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-26 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
"I-" Although she is at a loss for words for a moment. Emperor. She says it so easily, so naturally, and yet it is so foreign on Padmé's ear, so incorrect and wrong. "I just don't understand."
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[personal profile] democratically 2020-01-26 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I suppose if the train leaves without me, I'll be stuck here?" Not that there is really much here... But she nods in understanding, offering a smile. Even if she hasn't chosen to come here, it seems that for the time being, this is what there is. "Thank you for the information."
badassfreakingoverlord: (do not read the overlord)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-27 03:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"You mean looking for something specific in the Sacred Tome? Maybe, if I knew what was written about it myself." That was something he hadn't thought of. "Or if it's near the end of the text and I know where to look."
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[personal profile] onehandsomeslickninja 2020-01-27 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"We certainly have been, and here's hoping we keep getting more options. Or that we stop in a world that needs our aid soon!" Those were much better than just sitting around waiting!
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[personal profile] luckybucky 2020-01-27 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)

Well, that's a relieving answer. Probably. "What kinds of things are in it?" Was this some kind of historical record or just fantasy nonsense? He wasn't sure what to make of it, how much to believe, exactly, but asking questions wasn't going to hurt.

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[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2020-01-27 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
He scowled at that response. "She's from your future, so you know she's at least around that long." And did Peter have to keep bringing up the fact Tony was going to abandon him? Did he know how immensely painful that was? Knowing he was going to leave his wife a widow and his daughter fatherless was devastating, but Peter was on that list too.

His heart ached in his chest at the thoughts, but slowly he realized Peter was asleep. Instead of also sleeping, Tony stares ahead and gets lost in the pain and guilt.

That only gets broken when Peter was abruptly waking and ugh- barfing on him again. "Dammit Peter!"
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[personal profile] misterhappy 2020-01-27 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Tony thought he was being funny," Happy shook his head, sadness crossing his features for just a second before he shakes his head. "I'm a serious person and I take my jobs for Tony seriously. I don't smile much, hence the name," He shrugged, looking at Evie.

"Really? Congratulations. You and the Kid must get along great," He grinned. "What do you do here, then?"
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[personal profile] misterhappy 2020-01-27 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter gets a slight smile, about as much as Happy manages these days. "You really need a better poker face, Kid," He shakes his head slightly, before returning his attention to Buttercup.

He leaned over and held out his hand. "It is nice to meet you too. Any good tips you can give a newbie?"
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[personal profile] justbecawsican 2020-01-28 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I won't provoke him. Though sometimes I can rub critters the wrong way...or that's been my experience in the past, sad to say."

Then again, Bran wasn't about to explain just why that might be.

"I'll keep that in mind, though! At least I know who to look out for!" It certainly didn't hurt that she was a pretty--and friendly--face on the train, either.

Bran gave her a little salute before he moved on. Though he was going to go look for Princess--curious about what a real, life sized Pokemon might look like...
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[personal profile] justbecawsican 2020-01-28 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Not for me, but...most folks can't usually get there, normally..." Not that Bran actually wanted to blurt his weirdness out for the world to see, either, but it's also almost impossible for him to shut up once he starts chattering.

He couldn't help but furrow his brows and stare down at the younger man. Probably not too far down, really, but...

"You get suitcased? Seriously? That's...disturbing." More than a little, too. "Do you think your memories will come back?"
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[personal profile] justbecawsican 2020-01-28 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Doesn't that assume I'm not already crazy?" Bran asked the other fellow, one brow arching. He wasn't--at least, he thought he wasn't--but with the events of the past few hours? It had Bran questioning things, at the very least.

"I've seen something sort of similar, but not...exactly the same, I guess. I was wondering how many similarities they had, but I don't think going out to check is the best idea I ever had," he admitted.