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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2019-09-01 07:34 am

A new platform [intro post September]

For those on the train

“Good morning passengers, it is day one of the month of Bassoon.” The train announces the morning the month changes. It seems the train counts months in days of thirty. Team Points have been updated on the system.

The day continues as most days do, chores, eating, getting ready for another day. But those who suspect that a change of month may bring something else are correct. It is only an hour or two later that there is another 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 Evie exiting from the luggage carriage door. Much like Hibiki the last time they were on a platform. She leaves the train, 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.

Strange. But even stranger still is that there on the platform that whole time is Evie. Dressed in purple, backpack on back, with her are others. Waiting for the train.

For new arrivals

At first all they can see if 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 your back. For a moment it seems to just be them, alone in the white haze but then the steam begins to fade and they realise they aren’t alone.

The platform is not very large, but it hold twelve figures 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 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, some less human than others, wearing clothes just like those worn by those on the platform.

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 board there is lots to explore. Passengers both old and new will hopefully be delighted to see the boredom of this train journey is somewhat alleviated by the introduction of a game carriage. Plenty of games, both familiar and new to play with your new travelling companions.
Each ICP shows the same message. If Red team go and look they will find a box in the luggage compartment that contains their prize. A dralite themed cake lolly each. There are enough for the new members of Red team too, share in your teams previous success!

The food stores have been topped up with new fresh food. Salmon has taken over as the primary ingredient of choice. Hopefully everyone likes fish!

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. For those who boarded two weeks ago they 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.
hashtagparkerluck: (disgruntled spider)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-09-05 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Right. Welcome to the void train then." He says, watching the kid suspiciously. He's going to just ignore that question because it's starting to get uncomfortable and his senses are starting to go off.

"Well, if you need something, my name's Peter, I'll be happy to help with anything you need."
dredefulchilde: (looking up)

[personal profile] dredefulchilde 2019-09-05 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, look at him squirm. This is hilarious.

"I'm called Joscelin. Or Joss, since Joscelin is mostly a girl's name these days." He peers curiously up at Peter, laying off the teasing a little. "What's the void like?" It's all very cliche--the void. Might as well be blasting off into ultraspace or whatever the giant Disney-owned franchise du jour calls it.
hashtagparkerluck: (207)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-09-05 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
Peter offers a slightly sympathetic. "Get teased a lot for it? People at school used to call me Puny Parker." It's much worse now but he's not gonna tell a kid about that.

"It's okay." He shrugs. "I mean, it's not the most exciting thing ever, a lot of the time. Like, most of my time I spend lounging in hammocks and being bored. But it's not bad."
dredefulchilde: (smile)

[personal profile] dredefulchilde 2019-09-05 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Among other things," Joss replies with a shrug. "Though mostly they tend to focus on my height. Or the lack thereof." He's long since made peace with the fact that he'll never undergo puberty, but he really wishes that others would find different material for their taunts. It gets awfully predictable after a while.

He nods at the sign. "Is the boredom what drove you to drink?"
Edited 2019-09-05 04:29 (UTC)
hashtagparkerluck: (525)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-09-05 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Peter just nods. "Yeah, I know that feeling. My size, my poor health and my family's lack of wealth were some favorites. I never really got that one though 'cause May and Ben worked really hard for what we did have." He is over sharing again, isn't he? He's really gotta get a handle on that.

"And yeah, pretty much. That and curiosity since most of the adults seemed to really like ale. It was awful, and not worth even half the trouble I got into for it."
dredefulchilde: (frustrated)

[personal profile] dredefulchilde 2019-09-05 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, this is nostalgic. Joscelin vaguely remembers the schoolboy taunts. They never openly mocked his parentage, given his father's power, but the other boys in the Cathedral school had a habit of catching him outside and letting him know exactly what they thought of the scrawny bastard in their midst.

"Must've been terrible ale then." Yes, this is a ten year old who knows his alcohol.
hashtagparkerluck: (lalala ignoring you)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-09-05 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
He just offers a shrug. It isn't like he'd know what to compare it to.

"I think Mr Stark might actually kill me if I try ale again on his watch, so I'll never know." Peter states calmly, though it tasted bad enough he doesn't want to try anymore.

"The Cider was good though."
dredefulchilde: (confused)

[personal profile] dredefulchilde 2019-09-08 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"I do enjoy cider," Joss agrees vaguely, but he's already on to other things.

"So, back to the sign. When do you plan on removing the blasted thing?"
hashtagparkerluck: (Okay...)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-09-10 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter sighs and glances down at the sign again. It's a little degrading but that was probably the point.

"As long as Mr Stark didn't see me without it earlier-today's the last day I have to wear it."
dredefulchilde: (laughing)

[personal profile] dredefulchilde 2019-09-13 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
"...The last day?" Joss snorts derisively, and then dissolves into peals of laughter. "You've had bloody thing on for days?
You're the most pathetic teenager I've seen in quite a long time."
hashtagparkerluck: (disgruntled spider)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-09-13 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
Peter just lets out a sigh and lets the kid laugh. Go ahead, just laugh it up. He's been called a lot worse than pathetic.

"Just two days. That was the deal." He says tiredly, like maybe he's far too used to being the butt of everyone's jokes.
dredefulchilde: (looking up)

[personal profile] dredefulchilde 2019-09-15 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"You need to get better at making deals."
hashtagparkerluck: (Why they gotta use THAT pic?)

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-09-16 08:43 am (UTC)(link)
"No, I need to trust the feeling I get when I know something is a bad idea and just not do it." But he was curious and he had no idea the cider was alcoholic. In his defense.

"It's a bit weird... as far as punishments go, I guess. But it beats being grounded, I think."