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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2019-08-16 06:01 am

Event: Expulsion (Day 24)

"Good morning passengers, today is the twenty fourth day of the month of Apple." The morning announcement sounds as usual as dark turns to the ever shifting colours of the void outside the train windows. Some passengers may stir. It might be that they are an early riser or bad sleeper and get out of bed the moment the announcement wakes them or perhaps they roll over and go back to sleep.

Either way the morning rolls on for a few hours whatever they might be doing. Until a sudden judder runs through the train, followed quickly by another. Much like bad turbulence. Really bad turbulence. A third follows and there is a crackling sound before an alarm starts going off blaring loudly, the lights begin flashing red, white and red again.

"Warning. Void engines failing. Warning. Void engines failing. Warning Expulsion from void imminent." More shaking, worse each time, enough to knock them over and then a bang, the train plummets into darkness and lurches, sending everyone flying...

… They never crash land. Instead they float, suspended in the air. In the darkness it is hard to orient themselves or even understand what is happening. There’s a roar in their heads as pressure builds, their ears pop. "All systems critical." Breathing is hard, for one terrifying moment there seems to be no air to breathe.

"Oxygen levels stabilising." They can breathe, the pressure in their heads fades, their ears eventually stop ringing. "Pressure levels stabilising." They are still floating, suspended in darkness. "Gravity systems critical".

Emergency lighting flickers on finally, a red glow from either end of each carriage, in the cabins and along floor strips, enabling them to move without bumping into anything. If they can figure out how to move at all that is. Outside the windows is dark. Not the blackness of the void at night but the deep vastness of space. A few moments pass, enough time to just about process that fact before the voice over the speakers is heard once more.

"Passengers of the Voidtrecker express, due to technical issues we are currently experiencing void engine failure. Thank you for your patience as we endeavour to continue our journey as quickly as possible. We ask that all passengers help in securing the train for re-entry into the Void and on behalf of the Voidtrecker Express I apologise for any inconvenience caused."

Then there is silence. Broken only, no doubt, by the passengers on this now stranded train.

(OOC: Event information is here.)
hashtagparkerluck: (I... might be an idiot)

Cabin 1A and out in corridors later - Engine Failure

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-08-16 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Thankfully for all involved, Peter's actually not in or near the kitchen when jolt happens. He's actually tucked away in his bead snoring softly and dreaming about something ridiculous to do with school, an incomplete math test and that stupid DailyBugle.net. He wakes up right before the harsh jolt thank to his spideysense and has no time before he's slamming into the ceiling. ]

Owww....

[ Peter whines, feeling a bit dazed from where he'd smacked his head. Another jolt he smacks his head again because his plan to use his webs doesn't work so well when he took his webshooters off to sleep. This time, he stays up against the ceiling despite that he's not trying to stick to it. ]

Not even out of bed and somehow got a concussion.

[ He shakes his head and immediately regrets the action. ]

....where'd the gravity go?
hibana_incursa: (Default)

Re: Cabin 1A and out in corridors later - Engine Failure

[personal profile] hibana_incursa 2019-08-17 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ Gwen's curled up on her own bed when shit hits the fan. The first warning she gets that things are even going wrong happens before, her spider sense waking her up with a gasp. Grabbing her webshooters is a no go, as gravity decides Fuck This Shit I'm Out is it's theme-song and Gwen has a second to flip herself over, landing on the ceiling feet first. As her webshooters float by, Gwen makes a grab for them and then crawls over to Peter. ]

Engine failure. The train's stopped. We're kind of in trouble.
hashtagparkerluck: (I... might be an idiot)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-08-18 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's glad she managed to save herself because this is gonna be one awful headache. He rubs his forehead and groans lightly because that really did not feel good. ]

Kinda?

[ He asks as he pushes himself down from the ceiling and sticks to his mattress to stay there. ]

God, talk about a rude awakening.
hibana_incursa: (can't like it)

[personal profile] hibana_incursa 2019-08-18 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)
I think I prefer obnoxious alarm clocks. Or my brothers storming into my room with water guns that had spent the night in the fridge.

[ That’s a thing she’s experienced at least twice. Her brothers are assholes but if anyone else called them that, there would be trouble. Loads of it. Gwen is pretty content to stay on the ceiling for now, kind of unsure what to even do with herself in this situation. She decides to focus on her boyfriend first, briefly noting it’s a tiny bit cold in the room but not really concerned about it. ]

Should we get you some ice?
hashtagparkerluck: (oh yeah. that makes sense)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-08-20 01:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Peter sticks himself to the ceiling so he doesn't move too much and rubs at his head while he listens to Gwen. ]

That puts this somewhere on the bottom of the list then, huh?

[ Ugh, he can already feel a the headache forming and it's not something he wants anything to do with. Especially since there's no aspirin strong enough for a spider-kid here. Or anywhere. ]

No, I think it's fine-just hurt. That's all.
hibana_incursa: (Default)

[personal profile] hibana_incursa 2019-08-21 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
I had to add a few new lines on the list just to put it at the very bottom. There's like...a wall of blank lines and then 'woken up by lack of gravity'. Nothing will ever be worse.

[ Even if he says he's okay, Gwen is still going to look at him with concern, stretching out beside him and sticking so she can stay put, her hand reaching for his. ]Okay. If you change your mind, let me know.

[ The kitchen, Gwen imagines, is nothing short of a disaster. But she'd risk whatever and get him ice, anyway. ]

Should we check on the others?
hashtagparkerluck: (228)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-09-04 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
As much as moving around with no gravity was on my bucket list, I really wish someone had warned me.

[ He keeps rubbing at his head and making a weird face. The pain should go away soon. His other hand laces with hers and he's happy to just stick to the ceiling with her. ]

Yeah, we probably should-there's gotta be at least one or two people here that have no idea what just happened.