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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2020-04-01 05:27 am

A New Platform [Intro Post April!]

On the Train

Two days after they return from their mission they are awoken as usual "Good morning passengers, it is day sixteen of the month of Egret. The shop has been updated and points have been applied to passengers tickets."

Those that go to check the shop terminals will find they have indeed updated, with the option to buy larger items and also animals. The morning goes on until just after noon there is a second announcement.

"Shortly arriving into a designated void platform. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." A lurch and a jolt and they are soon surrounded by the fog that means they are at a platform. Though the fog is thick, thicker than usual perhaps, there are patches on sunlight shining through and it is pleasantly warm.

The doors open and the first few to disembark do so with rucksacks on, hoods pulled up, silent and almost blank faced. Cu Chulain, Dio Brando, Disreputable Dog, Heiji Hattori, Loki Maedhros, Maglor, Naruto, Thor, Tobias Fangor.

They walk to the barriers, show their tickets and disappear.

But on the platform itself there are once again new faces. All are stood, waiting for the train.

For New Passengers

At first all they can see is 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 as people begin to shift or call out it will become apparent they are not alone.

The platform is not large and it holds eighteen figures all facing the tracks, all dressed in cargo trousers and hoodies. It's warm but foggy making it hard to see much, but there are clearer patches bathed in sunlight found across the platform. 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. If that is not enough, there are plenty of people on the platform now, to encourage them onto the train.

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 with an abundance of onions, in case the passengers weren't bored of them yet.

Passengers who are not brand new will notice that the train has gotten yet longer again with a sixth sleeper cabin for new arrivals.

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. Entry into Voidspace in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

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 the Void!
stillnewatthis: (stop!)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-04-11 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"I see. That is very troubling. You also do not know how you arrived?" The pattern here was fairly obvious...
najaran: (Hm?)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-04-11 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
She shook her head. "It doesn't seem like Dimension Door...."
stillnewatthis: (stop!)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-04-15 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
"A door to another dimension? That sounds implausible at best. Dimensions are axes of measurements, not alternate existences as portrayed in science fiction!"

Orisa what are you even saying.
najaran: (Tea daze)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-04-15 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Najaran shrugged. "I didn't name the spell, take it up with Culdra. Besides, if this isn't an alternate world, what is it?"
stillnewatthis: (hello!)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-04-16 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"It may be an alternate world! Simply not an alternate dimension." Precision in all things was very important.
najaran: (Hm?)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-04-17 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I... don't know what the difference is...?"
stillnewatthis: (focus)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-04-19 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"The universe is exceedingly large. Given its size, finding other inhabitable and inhabited worlds seems highly likely." Still with her?
najaran: (Tea daze)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-04-20 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Well I know there are other worlds. I've seen glimpses of them in that machine," she said failing to specify what machine she was talking about. Not that it would help had she done so...
stillnewatthis: (orisa)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-04-21 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Could be a telescope, could be all sorts of things. Didn't matter!
"Transportation to other worlds seems unlikely, but here we are. We must accept the reality of our inputs."
najaran: (Hm?)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-04-23 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Unlikely things happen all the time though," she pointed out. The.... reality of their inputs....? Huh?
stillnewatthis: (orisa)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-04-25 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"That is true, simply by volume," Orisa agreed. "So we must deal with it."
najaran: (Earring fidget)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-04-26 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you always speak in riddles?" she asked, curiously.
stillnewatthis: (orisa)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-04-29 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Orisa's eyeshields popped open, making her look startled. "I am not speaking in riddles. Am I being unclear? I can attempt to clarify!"
najaran: (Eh heh heh... you noticed?)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-04-30 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe I'm just being stupid," she admitted, scratching the back of her head sheepishly.
stillnewatthis: (my purpose)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-04-30 02:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am used to communicating with Efi, who is my creator and thus understands what I mean. It is likely my communication protocols need to be updated."
najaran: (Hm?)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-05-01 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
Please have even more confusion. "Protocols....?"
stillnewatthis: (focus)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-05-01 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"You are not familiar with omnics?" These words were commonplace in modern society, after all.
najaran: (Hm?)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-05-02 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
She shook her head. "What are Omnics?"
stillnewatthis: (orisa)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-05-02 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Artificial beings like me." Orisa had quickly come to understand that a full and comprehensive explanation would get nobody anywhere.
najaran: (Distant Thoughts)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-05-05 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Like from a card...?" Like her Living Weapon?
stillnewatthis: (orisa)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-05-05 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am not from a card. I am built from a heavily-modified OR-15 defense chassis," she explained patiently.
najaran: (Hm?)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-05-07 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Our Fifteen defense what?" huh?
stillnewatthis: (yellow glare)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-05-07 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"That is the model of robot designed to protect Numbani. They unfortunately failed."
najaran: (Sweat bead head scritch)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-05-09 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
"I think I might still be confused...."
stillnewatthis: (orisa)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-05-09 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Numbani is my home city!" Orisa will keep tossing out information until the problem was solved!

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