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Entry tags:
- edge [ou],
- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- ple two [ou],
- ~x~ash [ou],
- ~x~conan edogawa [ou],
- ~x~dread thunderstorm [ou],
- ~x~evie grimhilde [ou],
- ~x~feanor [ou],
- ~x~ignis scientia [ou],
- ~x~jessie custer [au],
- ~x~kumoko [ou],
- ~x~maglor [ou],
- ~x~manabu yuuki [crau],
- ~x~peter parker [ou],
- ~x~renee corbin [ou],
- ~x~sarai thunderstorm [ou],
- ~x~tony stark [ou]
A new Platform [Intro post~ August]
For those on the Train
"Good morning passengers, it is day sixteen of the month of Apple." The train announces as always as everyone wakes up the morning of the sixteenth. "Due to your success on Hub World #5739 your team points have been updated on the system. The on train shop has unlocked new stock."
For those going to investigate it might seem like the boredom of the last two weeks will be alleviated a little. More so after a few hours when there is a second announcement.
"Shortly arriving into a designated void platform. Exit from void imminent."
By now they should know to hold on as the train jerks and jolts. There is only fog outside the windows but the train soon comes to a stop. The doors hiss open.
As they exit into the fog they may notice Hibiki exiting from the luggage carriage door. She hasn’t been seen since the Hub World and they might be forgiven for believing she stayed behind. But here she is, backpack on her back as she walks through the station. She heads no call, reacts to no words and cannot be stopped as she walks to the ticket barrier and disappears through it.
It is impossible to follow. But you soon may be distracted because this platform is far from empty.
For new arrivals
At first all you can see if steam. Billowing around you as you come to your senses. You are standing, in clothes that are not your own, styles you might not even recognise. You are carrying a rucksack on your back. For a moment it seems to just be you, alone in the white haze but then the steam begins to fade and you realise you aren’t alone.
The platform is not very large, but it hold twelve figures all facing the tracks, all wearing similar clothing, even if one of them is a spider. The tracks stretch left and right into steam, or perhaps fog. Nothing can be seen to either side. There is a wall around the platform and the only entrance is a ticket barrier. It cannot be open, nor do there seem to be any staff.
What there is, is a train. Jet black and gleaming where it stands on the rails.Voidtrecker Express is emblazoned in the engine in gold. There is a hiss as the doors slide open.
Out step a selection of people, wearing clothes just like yours.
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.
Once on the train there is plenty to explore. A new sleeper carriage has appeared as has a medical bay. Neither were there before those already on the train had disembarked to meet their new travelling companions.
Each ICP shows the same message. The food stores have been topped up with new fresh food, though it seems that eggs are still predominately on the menu.
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. Those who boarded two weeks ago will know what is coming next.
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.
"Good morning passengers, it is day sixteen of the month of Apple." The train announces as always as everyone wakes up the morning of the sixteenth. "Due to your success on Hub World #5739 your team points have been updated on the system. The on train shop has unlocked new stock."
For those going to investigate it might seem like the boredom of the last two weeks will be alleviated a little. More so after a few hours when there is a second announcement.
"Shortly arriving into a designated void platform. Exit from void imminent."
By now they should know to hold on as the train jerks and jolts. There is only fog outside the windows but the train soon comes to a stop. The doors hiss open.
As they exit into the fog they may notice Hibiki exiting from the luggage carriage door. She hasn’t been seen since the Hub World and they might be forgiven for believing she stayed behind. But here she is, backpack on her back as she walks through the station. She heads no call, reacts to no words and cannot be stopped as she walks to the ticket barrier and disappears through it.
It is impossible to follow. But you soon may be distracted because this platform is far from empty.
For new arrivals
At first all you can see if steam. Billowing around you as you come to your senses. You are standing, in clothes that are not your own, styles you might not even recognise. You are carrying a rucksack on your back. For a moment it seems to just be you, alone in the white haze but then the steam begins to fade and you realise you aren’t alone.
The platform is not very large, but it hold twelve figures all facing the tracks, all wearing similar clothing, even if one of them is a spider. The tracks stretch left and right into steam, or perhaps fog. Nothing can be seen to either side. There is a wall around the platform and the only entrance is a ticket barrier. It cannot be open, nor do there seem to be any staff.
What there is, is a train. Jet black and gleaming where it stands on the rails.Voidtrecker Express is emblazoned in the engine in gold. There is a hiss as the doors slide open.
Out step a selection of people, wearing clothes just like yours.
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.
Once on the train there is plenty to explore. A new sleeper carriage has appeared as has a medical bay. Neither were there before those already on the train had disembarked to meet their new travelling companions.
Each ICP shows the same message. The food stores have been topped up with new fresh food, though it seems that eggs are still predominately on the menu.
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. Those who boarded two weeks ago will know what is coming next.
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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That earnest, hopeful look of hers puts Manabu in a tough situation. See, if it were up to him, he'd be more than happy to assure her. That's the natural, determined optimist in him. But...he really doesn't know for sure. He can only go by what he's lived through, because the rules this particular train plays by? He hasn't figured them out yet.
Despite this, though, Manabu is still Manabu. He gives her a warm, certain smile when he turns back to her, nodding.
"I really do," he assures. "Nothing's come up that's proven me otherwise."
Granted, nothing's come up to prove him right, either, but...glass half-ful.
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"Thank you so much.."
Her voice is practically soaked with relief as well. For a moment it almost looks like Madoka is about to cry, but after a blink of her eyes that's mostly gone again.
"I really hope that's true.. Maybe staying here for a bit wouldn't be so bad if that's true."
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That makes him realize something that turns his tone sheepish.
"I'm Manabu, by the way. I actually...ha, I actually work on trains kind of like this? Back where I'm from. But they're the sort to go into space, not...uh..." He squints, flickering a glance toward the fog-filled window. "Wherever...this one...goes..." He clears his throat, straightening back up.
"But in any case, I got my eyes peeled for any trouble on board, so you don't have to worry about that! Okay?"
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She even bows politely after the introduction before standing back upright again a moment later. It feels so much easier to just do normal introductions now she at least doesn't have to constantly worry about her home.. Sure, this situation is still weird, but not awful enough to not bother with being polite.
"It's really kind of you to look out for trouble like that for everyone's sake.. Thank you in advance." She smiles a bit, although her look turns more curious when she asks-- "Trains going into space though.. You mean rockets?"
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Then again, with someone like Dread as a cabinmate, maybe a tight squeeze was inevitable.
"Anyway--" He sidesteps to let Madoka take the lead again. "Maybe your cat-friend found his way into the kitchen for some treats? Let's have a look around."
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But this is not a time for any of those questions. This is a time to go look in the kitchen for her lost alien, apparently.
"Hmm.. I sure hope he didn't get those treats.."
Mostly since she isn't too sure how she's going to explain Kyuubey's literal infinite alien stomach consuming every last piece of food on board of the train. But she steps into the kitchen regardless, first just standing there for a moment as she takes in the sight. All of this is still new to her, anyway.
".. Wow, I've never seen a kitchen in a train."
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"There's a dining area on the upper level of this one -- that's why the ceiling's so low here. So if we don't see him hiding around in here, we can check up there? Lots of cushions to curl up on."
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Madoka also starts looking, making sure to look at all the lower and hard to reach spots since she's the smaller one here. Manabu is already doing so much to help her, that last thing she wants to do is making him do the hard work!
She suddenly uprights herself though as she seems to realise something. It's kind of an odd question - and that's an understatement - to ask out of context though, so she hesitates for a moment, trying to think of how to word this without freaking him out.
"Oh, um.. By the way.."
Come on, Madoka, just make it sound like something totally irrelevant to your current search!
"Am I the only young person on board here..? Or are there other young girls like me?"
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Manabu pokes his head out of a cupboard and looks over her way. It takes a second to re-hear her question in his head before he perks up to reply.
"Ah, yeah! I mean--yes, there's others. One, I mean. She goes by Buttercup. She's littler than you by a few years, but, but you're not a precedent-setter, if that's what you're worried about."
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"No, that's.. that's not it, not exactly..."
It seems Madoka hesitates again a little after saying that. She doesn't like lying, and she isn't really good at it either, but maybe a small white lie is the best thing to use here..
"I just thought.. um.. if he saw another young girl, he might mistake her for me and be somewhere near her?" Hey, it's better than saying 'I'm actually looking for an alien who will just want to make a contract with whichever young girl he can find the quickest'.
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"A, aah...well..." He scratches the back of his head. "Besides Buttercup, then...I think it might be just you? But I haven't met all the other newcomers on the platform yet."
Boy. It sure doesn't feel great to have nothing but these sub-par answers for the kid.
"But! But don't worry." He's quick to look encouraging again. "We'll either find him ourselves, or be sure he hasn't followed you out to this weird place. Okay?"