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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 2020-01-05 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.
badassfreakingoverlord: (my point is made!)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-05 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
No one he's heard of, no one he cared about. Figured!

"Hmph. All right, then I declare you to be a ward of the Overlord! Someone's got to give you a proper freaking education about life and I don't trust the mouth-breathers on this train to parent any better than they think thoughts more advanced than 'duh'."
sensitiveapple: (studious)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-05 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Misa narrows her eyes at him. "My Mistress gave me a proper education, sir. I have been well trained, and am a prize pupil." She's miffed. Try not to laugh at her

"As well, Jocko has been very thorough in his weapons training, and Freema is beginning to teach me about running the house."

Meaning, she has lots of teachers and doesn't need you. So there!
badassfreakingoverlord: (looking at you)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-05 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay, first question: are any of them here? Second question: did any of them teach you what a pancake is?"

No, the Overlord took this very seriously indeed. Demons were evil, but depriving a kid of pancakes was just a whole other level of wrong.
sensitiveapple: (comfort)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-05 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
She rolls her eyes. Obviously, none of them are here. Which, she feels weird without them. They've been her entire world, since she was four. Now, she doesn't know what to do without them. "If it's a breakfast food, it can't be very good. Freema does all the cooking, and her food is amazing." Not that she's biased or anything. "She usually makes something from Pillio for breakfast, but sometimes, she makes fruit and sweet bread."
badassfreakingoverlord: (crap I'm a book)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-05 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
Strange word, life story, Zetta stopped caring. "Trust me, you're missing out. Anyway, if I don't look out for you, other people here are going to. And they're gonna tell you a pile of crap. They're really, really not smart."
sensitiveapple: (ORLY)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-05 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
She shakes her head. "I can take care of myself. Jocko and Freema saw to that." She knows that. She'll be okay. She just has to make her way home to them. And when she does, even if the Mistress doesn't take her back, she'll be able to do something.

"How does a book judge the intelligence of other people?" She asks, curiously.
badassfreakingoverlord: (badass and angry about it)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-06 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, this is easy. Say some guy has a dozen minions, three Prinnies, and a pickup truck here on the train. So quite sensibly he claims a train car so his minion army has a place to hang out. Now, say another guy hears about this and pitches a hissy fit, threatens to kill all the minions, and insists the first guy leave the car and just cram his minions and stuff wherever. Crowding the halls! A pickup truck in the dining car, in everyone's way! Prinnies constantly underfoot! Now," he said, regarding her, "which of those two is the smart one and which is as dumb as a post that flunked out of post school?
sensitiveapple: (studious)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-08 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"What's a Prinnie, firstly?" She asks, confused. "And the stupid one is the guy that doesn't defend his home. But the other guy is also stupid for just being a jackass." She shrugs. "So, they're both dumb." She doesn't think one is dumber than the other.
badassfreakingoverlord: (prinny dood)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-08 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey! I DID defend my home and I still lay claim to it! Where's THAT for your logic?"

Even as Zetta ranted, a strange patchwork peg-legged penguin creature strolled up, lifting one flipper in greeting. Now she knew what a Prinny was.
sensitiveapple: (kid)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-10 01:04 pm (UTC)(link)
She rolls her eyes. "Both people are dumb in your scenario." She points out. At least how she sees it. She stares at the creature as it comes closer. "Hello. Who are you?" Not what, but who.
badassfreakingoverlord: (prinny dood)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-11 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
"What's YOUR answer then?!" the book grumbled.

The Prinny, on the other hand, slapped a flipper to its chest. "The name's Red, dood. A loyal servitor Prinny of the Overlord!"
sensitiveapple: (happy)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2020-01-12 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"My answer? To find a compromise that everyone is upset with, but can live with. Living with people requires compromise." She knows that from the House.

She giggles and curtsies to the Prinny. "How do you do? My name is Misa."
badassfreakingoverlord: (determined)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-01-13 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"...You have a depressing life if you think every conflict should get resolved with people being upset. And some things are just black and white, yes or no."

Ignoring the Overlord's grumblings, the Prinny closed its eyes and looked generally delighted."Nice to meet you, Misa, dood. Where ya from?"