Breach!

[voidtreckermods]

Day twenty of the month of Domino starts as a perfectly normal day on the Voidtrecker express. Passengers work on chores, or play games, bicker and read. The usual ways of relieving the slight tedium that come with being stuck on a train. Even a train that is hurtling through the void.

It is about mid morning when the whole train tilts, suddenly as if it has been hit. It is enough to knock passengers over if they don’t catch themselves quick enough. For those in the games car there is a loud bang as something hits the window. A small black object is stuck in the window for a moment before it dislodges and disappears as quickly as it appears.

The window doesn’t smash but cracks appear around the impact site. Almost immediately sirens begin going off. "Breach. Breach. Warning. Breach."

Hopefully passengers will remember what they are to do in the event of such an incident. For anyone in the kitchen they will see that the oven, water and other appliances switch off. Doors begin closing around the train, in an attempt to seal carriages.

Those in the games carriage won’t see much of that, they will barely have time to register what has happened before they feel dizzy and sleepy, falling to the ground where they are. This spreads throughout the train, the further away a passenger is from the games car the longer they will have before they succumb but within fifteen minutes everyone on the train will be sleeping. Even including those who usually do not sleep or even those who cannot sleep.

Because this is no ordinary sleep.

For some passengers they will sleep the whole day and night, solidly and dreamlessly. But for others, for most, their sleep is anything but peaceful.

They will dream, strange, wonderful or terrible dreams and walk those dreams with their fellow passengers. Tumbling from one to another with no sense of where one ends and the other begins they will dream the whole day and night, though it will likely feel much longer and perhaps much shorter.

Their dreams may come from themselves, they may come from their fellow passengers and there are a few dreams that all may find themselves dreaming.

Infestation

The train is filled with dralite. They are everywhere, in every carriage. Flying through doors, in your bed. This dream takes the form of a stress dream, every time you think you have emptied a space of dralite there are more.

They aren’t aggressive creatures, just annoying and the ever shifting dream means that every time you remove one from hugging your head another appears. The train shifts and warps, carriages muddling as you move through it trying to contain all of the creatures.

A Distant Light

It is a dark night, though there are stars in the sky. In the distance there is a bonfire lighting up the area. Around it there are figures, they are too far away to make out any features but in the flickering light you can see they wear hoodies in the colours you know well by now.

There is the sound of singing and laughter and you want to approach. But no matter how long you walk the fire is always in the distance, never getting closer. You feel a great longing to be at the fire, but it is out of reach.

Flying

Flying is such a universal dream and so it is not surprising many of your dreams will incorporate this. You fly, over mountain, across rivers and seas, through forests and through the debths of space itself.

But most often you fly through the void, the ever shifting void around you, diving through colours that swirl and dance around you.

Dream well Void warriors!

(OOC: The plotting and information post is here. Characters will wake up on day 21 and there will be an ooc mod post detailing that on the 10th February.)

Comments

[pleple]

It's no One Year War, to be fair; Ple Two was an infant for that conflict. Dublin is still quite the microcosm of the sheer hell of war in her era, though, an old, well populated city reduced to rubble by throwing another formerly-inhabited structure at it.

Here, she took a life for the first time.

Ple Two is silent at the offer of help. No, the help she needs is to... to be herself again.

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita doesn't stop moving, though she does get a better sense of the machine's scale as she approaches.

"Do you... know where you are? Where we are?"

If this stranger-girl is in shock, though, Nita thinks, then she might not answer.

She quietly reaches for a wizardry from her charm bracelet - something to get a better visual on the area - but even that may look threatening from a distance.

[pleple]

The Psycho Gundam Mk-II is enormous, even by the standards of the already massive mobile suit technology. Towering, incredibly destructive; Ple Two was confident that she could even deal with Tony Stark with it if she had to.

Ple Two raises her head slightly. She's aware of... a person, and the powerful weapon nearby. "Dublin... Ireland. What's left of it."

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita's jaw drops, because she knows this place, knows people from it - or, at least, people who were in it regularly.

Aunt Annie! Ronan!

"How... Why did this happen?" Nita asks, changing her question.

Though both are probably good questions.

[pleple]

Ah, someone familiar with it. What it was? Probably hundreds of years ago, granted, but seeing a city you know in such a state must be traumatic.

"Of course... the Earth Federation chose to move their leaders here..." To a city with little to make it defensible in a modern military context. Not that any target is especially resilient to a colony drop, without being buried deep underground.

[unfavorableinstigation]

"So someone wanted them dead... at any cost?"

Nita does sound more than a little in shock herself.

"How horrible... for the people here, and everyone else!"

[pleple]

"...and to make a statement. To show how serious they were. How irrelevant... the Earth is to them." While displaying just how hard it is to ignore it as well.

[unfavorableinstigation]

"And so all there's left to do is fight?"

If the suit is any indication, anyway; Nita finds herself taking a step toward it, only to stop.

"Where are they? The... the people who did this? How far from Earth?"

Is she constructing a transport wizardry in her head? No, not yet; the idea seems too rash to her even now.

This wasn't meant to be her fight.

[pleple]

"Isn't that what humans are good at?" The train is a tidy little microcosm. It's also a survival situation, where failing to cooperate will end up with everyone yelling at you like they did Edge.

"You won't interfere," Ple Two decides, turning to head for her mobile suit.

[unfavorableinstigation]

"Depends on the kind of fight."

She seems just the slightest bit put out by Ple's next words.

"Are you saying I can't come along, or just that I shouldn't?"

[pleple]

"I'll kill you, for a start." Ple Two looks over her shoulder. She doesn't know this girl well enough to even seem terribly distraught by the idea...

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita coolly meets Ple Two's gaze.

Holds it, holds-

Then breaks, glancing away, tears suddenly in her eyes.

"Don't let them kill you too, okay? They... they don't deserve to get another casualty out of this."

[pleple]

"That's why I should forget... forget kindness..." No hesitation. If you just kill who you're supposed to kill without caring about them, then you'll surely survive, and thrive.

[unfavorableinstigation]

"... Then how will you rebuild, when you're done with them?"

Nita does not look up.

"It's the kindness that makes a society worth having, isn't it?"

[pleple]

Ple Two isn't sure what to do with that.

No war?

Time to rebuild?

"I guess I'll just lose my mind and disappear, hm?"

[unfavorableinstigation]

"... Are you saying no one would still want you around, after?"

Nita's not doubting that Ple Two will win here; that's not her issue with it.

[pleple]

Well. In this dreamworld, certainly, she'll win as much as her brain lets her.

Her real battle ends more poorly.

"...I was made for a purpose. I was needed for just that."

[unfavorableinstigation]

"... Wouldn't the best way to stick it to whoever did this, after they're defeated, be to make your own purpose?"

Nita's gaze drifts back up to the desolation around them.

"They got rid of all of this, just because they wanted to state they were above it. Why be finite in return?"

[pleple]

"I'm on the side of who did this." That's the real problem. "I never stated otherwise... did I?"

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita looks up at her, finally.

"... You don't sound like you approve of what's happened. And really, that last part still applies: if this is what they do to people they don't like - what'll happen to you? If you're only here for this?"

[pleple]

"It's extreme, but it's not a weapon's place to make these decisions. I... killed someone here, though, that I'm still conflicted over, and I wish that... that I could just be at peace with it." She'd killed... herself, practically.

[unfavorableinstigation]

... Oh.

Oh.

This was that kind of dream.

"I... know what that's like, a little," Nita says.

"But- I'll bet they don't care about that. Or would really like it if they were never questioned. And that's not going to end well for you."

She frowns, stepping forward slightly, clenching a fist.

"But you don't have to do it alone."

[pleple]

"Why should I... spend all that time? All this effort and... drama..." It's so messy. "Just to find a place when I already have one?"

[unfavorableinstigation]

"Does it really feel like it's yours? Anymore, I mean."

Nita doesn't want to break from this moment, she really doesn't - but if she has to...

[pleple]

"It's... supposed to be..." This is stupid! Why does she have to think so hard? She wasn't taught to think for herself!