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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2019-07-01 06:05 am

Intro: Into the Void

On the Platform

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 ten people all facing the tracks, all wearing similar clothing. 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 security gate. 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.

Boarding, it seems, is the only option.

The Train

A horn sounds and anyone not on the train will feed the need to board immediately. The train is empty. But it seems ready for you. The stores are full of food, the carriages are all clean. Every screen on the train is showing the same message.

The luggage carriage, strangely, seems full of luggage. Or at least the cases. Suitcases, bags, trunks. All empty. But it at least will make good storage for your own bags once you have unpacked.

Carriages

Just like the message reads, your ticket is required to enter your cabin. The names are written on screens outside each cabin but once you are inside bed choice seems to be up to you. It might mean there is a fight for the top bunk.

Room is right 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 find a pillow for each bed as well as extra blankets, in case it gets cold.

Departure

A second horn, to encourage any stragglers to enter and then the doors slide shut. It seems, for good or for ill you are riding this train to… wherever it is going.

"Welcome aboard, passengers of the Voidtrecker Express." A female-coded artificial sounding voice echoes throughout the train. The train begins to move, shuddering along the tracks, fog obscuring the view from the windows.

"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 tilts, the movement changes. It seems, as impossible as it might seem to some, that this train is flying.

"Entrance into Voidspace imminent. New passengers are advised to remain seated."
A shudder runs through the train. A lurch to the left, a jolt to right, the feeling of going far too fast and then a flash, bright colours that are almost 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 multicoloured ever shifting void.

Your journey has begun.
hashtagparkerluck: (xgJ8O9A)

Carriages

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-07-02 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Peter's dozing lightly in one of the top bunks he and Gwen claimed. He's already had a pretty rough day already-emotionally speaking anyway-and jolts to fully awake the moment the tea cup breaks and sit up on his mattress, making a face at whoever's making all that noise. That's fine, he didn't actually want to sleep anyway.

"First class? Uh... c'mon dude It's pretty obvious we don't have a choice here-and you can't just go around breaking teacups." And leaving them, as it seems someone has no intention to clean up their mess.

"Gwen already tried the whole talk to the conductor thing. He didn't answer-you can't even get to him."
Edited 2019-07-02 04:34 (UTC)
hashtagparkerluck: (LPCMW7c)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-07-02 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Peter's not too concerned about the sleeping arrangements-he's already spied his compartment not too far from here so he just continues to help Tony into 1C. ]

[ He glances over at him with one of his 'what are you talking about' looks and moves to get Tony to one of the bunks. ]


It's a train Mr Stark-there's not really a whole lot room? It could be worse.
knifewithnoname: (yeah I'm not buying that)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2019-07-02 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I can be finding it by myself." She is capable of swiping the ticket until a door opens after all. She wrinkles her nose as he shows her his. He has three names? That seems a little excessive.

She glanced down at her own, she hadn't really looked at it properly. She's only vaguely aware of what a ticket was. Unnamed Female. Cabin 1:C

Oh. That would have saved her some time and effort. "I do be being in Cabin C."

Hopefully that would be enough for him to let her go, now that she clearly needed no help.
knifewithnoname: (are you sure now?)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2019-07-02 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Lightning that do no be..." Wait it had been on the doors. After Claire. Some kind of nickname. She wrinkled her nose and looked around as if fascinated by the whatever-it-was on the counter.

Not all a show, she really was fascinated by everything in here. It was like some kind of surreal dream. "Be having good luck with that."

"Do you be knowing where we do be going?"

Probably not, but it's worth asking.
knifewithnoname: (that sounds unpleasent)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2019-07-02 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
They were not the words she had been expecting so she blinked, surprised before nodding. She was fine, not hurt past a couple of bumps. Not like him, he seems very injured. She watched him for a few moments more, wariness fading as he realised he couldn't even sit up, never mind chase her if she needed to run.

"You do no be being alright though." Boots shuffled closer, though not too close. She didn't feel guilty for landing on him, it hadn't been her fault. But it also hadn't been his, the train had done... Something.

"Can you no be getting up?"
hashtagparkerluck: (516)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-07-02 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I didn't say you couldn't." Peter backtracks a little just in case he's managed to offended her. He stores his ticket away in his pocket and glances down to see what's on hers.

"Oh, Cabin C?" He starts brightly. "I just came from there-that means you'll be in a cabin with Mr Stark-don't let him fool you-he's kinda grumpy at times and jokes about like-everything-but he's the best. He cares so much about other people-he's a literal super hero." He gushes, not mentioning that he, himself is a superhero.

"Uh... he's kinda out of it right now-won't tell me why but-just uh... please try to be kinda quiet when you go in? He's sleeping right now."
Edited 2019-07-02 05:28 (UTC)
knifewithnoname: (curiousity)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2019-07-02 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Oops, she hadn't meant to throw the shirt off the bed, just onto the pile she was making of clothes she had never seen before in her life.

She was about to scramble down and grab it when she heard the voice. Instead she crawled to the edge of the bed and looked down.

"Hello."

It was one of the others, obviously. One of the people from the platform. "Do you be being in this room too."
knifewithnoname: (okay that's not good)

Train Train

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2019-07-02 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
As strange as confusing as today had turned out to be, it was also fascinating. This metal long ship was full of strange and wonderful things and strange people. Voices from no where, colours shifting at the window.

She still doesn't know why she is here, if here is where she is supposed to be or if she was somehow taken from under Priestess Elena and Kant's noses. But she is exploring, carriage by carriage.

She freezes as she sees the giant come towards her. Only for a second and then she has darted to the side, there's no where to hide in this corridor and he is between her and her room. But she stands very still, watching him.
knifewithnoname: (fascinating)

Later on

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2019-07-02 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Little One has taken to exploring the train. If she is trapped here, and she is, then she wants to know about her surroundings. Some of the carriages are full of strange things, like the kitchen. It looks like no kitchen she's ever seen. But some, like this one, are understandable.

Why they need quite so many chairs for ten people is beyond her though. She walks down the aisle, hand stretched out to touch the chairs as she passes them. She stops as she sees the woman. The woman herself isn't really worth noting, one of those she hasn't already met out of those on the platform.

But the creature. Like nothing she's ever seen before. A bit like a rabbit, but not. "What do that be being?"
knifewithnoname: (quiet)

Departure

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2019-07-02 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
After the rough departure the girl takes it upon herself to explore the train. Carriage by carriage. Everything is strange and unusual, the people different than any she has met before. But at least it is a distraction, she will worry about where she is and how she got here later but for now it is a relief to not be stuck in the inn under the ever watchful gaze of Priestess Elena.

She pauses when she sees the luggage fort. She goes to explore, wriggling her way through gaps in cases and blinking when she hears the voice. She sees one woman, but not who she is talking to. She watches. She's hidden or at least attempting to be hidden.

The only person Little One knows who even has enough things to put in more than one bag is priestess Elena.
knifewithnoname: (okay that's not good)

Platform

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2019-07-02 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
The steam was clearing and the girl looked around her. People in colourful clothes, just like the ones she was wearing, stood around her.

Then there was this... Is she a monster? Little One has never seen a monster in clothes before. She's never actually seen a monster before, if she's honest. But she knows all about them. This isn't one that she knows, but she has horns.

She turns so she is facing her, watching her carefully, in case she makes any sudden movements. Her eyes dart around, looking for places to run, to hide. Perhaps if she stays still in this steam she won't be spotted.
enthunder: (huh ☇ not sure if want)

[personal profile] enthunder 2019-07-02 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
Light thinks it over. Dying would explain a lot, but it wouldn't explain how this whole situation had been set up. Or why her brand still thrums against her skin, its malice contained. She's inclined to be charitable, though. The guy might actually have died. She might have, too. Those last moments at the Rift are hazing over.

"That'd be a good theory, if we were dead," She takes the seat opposite his, arms folded. "Feeling pretty alive, though."
enthunder: (snark ☇ mlia)

[personal profile] enthunder 2019-07-02 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
Kids.

"I wish," she put a healthy dose of the derision she was feeling towards her own ignorance into those two words. "Unless the void means anything to you."
enthunder: (laugh ☇ concealed)

Train!

[personal profile] enthunder 2019-07-02 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
Light's just edged back out of the sleeper car when she catches the end of Sarai's little pep talk at the ICP. It's so perky, she huffs a soft laugh in response before she can think of it.

"Someone's positive."
Edited 2019-07-02 08:03 (UTC)
enthunder: (sigh ☇ amused)

the train

[personal profile] enthunder 2019-07-02 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ The first time Light sees Princess, she fleetingly wonders how someone's managed to smuggle a Moogle onto a train platform. The second time, as Eva goes through the the train and stops at a screen, she's about to take a better look when the other girl comments on the screen. ]

I'm just glad there's some way of measuring time here.
Edited 2019-07-02 08:11 (UTC)
mtsilver_conquor: (Leaves of fire)

[personal profile] mtsilver_conquor 2019-07-02 09:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Honestly, that he stuck to the window isn't even a thought. She just assumes Peter is a psychic and that is that.]

Yea, for a train at least. Still not as bad as an onidrill take-off can get.

[All said while squatting down to check the clefairy over, who clambers back up to his spot, Eva steading him as she stands.] He, actually, but yea. Princess is a hardy pippi, aren't you?

[The pokemon seems to nod with a 'pi!'] It's ok though. I made the mistake too when I first caught him.
mtsilver_conquor: (Thinking it over)

Re: the train

[personal profile] mtsilver_conquor 2019-07-02 09:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Sorry no moogles here, just a cute pink pokemon who's wings and ears twitch as Princess glances in Lightening's direction.]

Honestly, same. But- Apple? That's... that's a fruit, not a month.

enthunder: (dismissive ☇ this plan)

Re: the train

[personal profile] enthunder 2019-07-02 10:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ She shrugs, not disagreeing, but lacking any tangible memory of month names to offer in return. For all she knows, Apple might be a month. Sounds pretty stupid, though. ] Makes you wonder what next month'll be called, huh?

[ Is... Is the Moogle looking at her. She looks back, head tilted. ] Uh, Lightning, by the way. My name.
mtsilver_conquor: (casual)

[personal profile] mtsilver_conquor 2019-07-02 10:37 am (UTC)(link)
Hmm? Oh, this is Princess. He's a pippi. He's a pokemon- from my world.

[Gods and Legends, she hopes she doesn't sound as awkward as she thinks. It's still a trip wrapping her mind around the concept of other worlds.]
mtsilver_conquor: (Leaves of fire)

[personal profile] mtsilver_conquor 2019-07-02 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
It does, but first, we have to get through this one.

[There's a shallow bow of greeting from the young woman before she straightens, tucking a strand of hair behind an ear.] Nice to meet you, Lightning-san. I'm Eva, and this is Princess.
mtsilver_conquor: (Secret smile)

[personal profile] mtsilver_conquor 2019-07-02 11:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Are you ok?!"

Eva honestly hadn't been that far away when the train had departed and she'd just started on her rounds to see if others were OK when she'd heard more than seen him.

So of course she (and Princess, who's back on his shoulder/rucksack perch) are heading over to him.

She offers a hand with a smile. "Here, if you need a hand up."
enthunder: (heh ☇ not your mother)

[personal profile] enthunder 2019-07-02 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Eva, Princess. Got it. [ She snaps out of her staring contest with the fuzzball and nods back.

Small talk. How do. ]


... Is Princess from your home world?
mtsilver_conquor: (On top of the world!)

[personal profile] mtsilver_conquor 2019-07-02 01:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Yea. [Nod!] He's a pokemon -a pippi, which is a rare species, so I'm actually really lucky I found him. He's one of the first I caught, actuall, though he was smaller... maybe half the size he is now.
enthunder: (profile ☇ murmur)

[personal profile] enthunder 2019-07-02 01:49 pm (UTC)(link)
He must be pretty special. It's good that he's here to keep you safe.

[ Pippi, not Moogle. Got it. She's so used to Yuna and her summoning that it doesn't feel too odd that she'd meet another tamer-type warrior here, but all of the aeons were... well. Bigger, for one thing.

Wait, she just realised what Eva said. One of the first? ]


You have more?
mtsilver_conquor: (Thinking it over)

[personal profile] mtsilver_conquor 2019-07-02 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
I do, but not with me.

[She visibly deflates for several seconds before shaking her head.] I can't think of why that'd happen either. I mean, why take me and not my pokemon? It just doesn't make sense. I don't have the rest of my stuff either, so I can't even show pictures of them or what Princess could grow into with the right stimulation.

[There's a small laugh as she reaches up and scritches under the clefairy's chin.] but at least I have Princess. I can- I can live without the rest. But, what about you? Do you have anything from home?

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