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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2020-10-01 05:30 am
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A New Platform [Intro Post October]

On the Train

"Good morning passengers, it is day sixteen of the month of Horsehoe. Points have been updated on the system and new stock is available."

They have indeed and everyone can spend the morning shopping. Those who have been on the train a while will be expecting the second announcement that comes a few hours later.

"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. The first thing they may notice is that this platform is inside a basic shelter, making it warmer than the last couple at least.

As usual the first to leave the train notice nothing as they walk silently, rucksacks on their backs, towards the barriers. Adora, Alex Hashimoto, Catra, Cloud Strife, Elizabeth Midford, Feanor, Gerome, Gladiolus Amicitia, Glimmer, Ifrit, Isabella D’Oro, Maru, Nari Reno, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Prompto Argentum, Scorpia, Siobahn Chereshei, SXT-2, Tamamo-no-Mae, Tony Stark, Uta, Zidane Tribal

But on the platform itself there are many new faces. Wearing hoodies in all four colours in various states of confusion.

For New Passengers

At first all they can see is steam. Billowing around them as they come to their senses. The second thing they will notice is it is gloomy, even without the steam and fog. They are in a wooden building, open to the tracks on one side. It in a creaky shelter, cobwebs hang from the rafters and there is a peculiar whistle as wind finds its way through the cracks.

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 the steam begins to fade and they realise they aren’t alone.

The platform is not large and it holds nineteen figures all facing the tracks, all dressed in cargo trousers and hoodies. 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 gloom step a selection of people. Some are human, some are less so. Most are wearing the same hoodie in one of the four colours, red, orange, blue and purple though some are sporting different clothes in a variety of styles.

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.

Indeed whereas usually there is plenty time for people to be met and brought slowly onto the train, the whistles blow a lot quicker this time, as if hurrying the passengers along.

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… teddy bear shaped luncheon meat being the main ingredient to be found. There are plenty of other staples.

A new carriage has been added, those that go to investigate will find a room full of lockers, designated as the Armoury. Even for passengers without weapons it is somewhere to secure possessions. There are instructions on how to use the lockers and enough for everyone to claim one.

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 over the noise of the hail stones to encourage any stragglers braving the snow 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!
shadowslipping: (FURY)

[personal profile] shadowslipping 2020-10-31 10:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh dear.

Well, fortunately, she ducks. Further fortunate is that she did that instead of grabbing her sword as instinct said; Alexis will meet cloth and metal goggles, while the punching hand moves to instead grab at Alexis herself.

NOPE!
]
marriedanidiot: (losing you)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-10-31 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
She makes a distressed sound.

"What? Where are the adults?"
ramengroupie: (hat)

[personal profile] ramengroupie 2020-10-31 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
My world.

[ Let Wormmon take point on this one, Ken-chan! He is helpful! Behold! ]

It's full of Digimon like me. Humans like Ken-chan get Digivices when they're needed to help fight bad guys!
marriedanidiot: (wistful)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-10-31 11:40 am (UTC)(link)
She smiles faintly at him and squeezes his hand in acceptance.

"I hope he has indeed learnt then. Some lessons are ... too painful."
marriedanidiot: (my boys)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-10-31 11:54 am (UTC)(link)
"He always had time for you." She smiles fondly at the memory. "It was only later that... things changed."

After Morgoth. After the Silmarils.

"But he never stopped loving you." She cups his cheek and nods. "I will wait for thee, my son. As long as I need to."
marriedanidiot: (my boys)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-10-31 11:58 am (UTC)(link)
"True." She smiles fondly at him. "Help me up? We can go and sit in the kitchen."
marriedanidiot: (Default)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-10-31 12:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Nerdanel frowns a little.

"But how would it work if the Queen was also the Herald? Would it not make sense to have someone else be the herald? that is the point of them, after all... to be the eyes and ears where their ruler cannot go."
knifewithnoname: (quiet)

I am just making up things based on the computer game now...

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2020-10-31 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
She thought it was hilarious. Until she came to this train she had never left her city so she's not sure what normal non magical journeys are like, but this is great. She was down three crew members but they had died bravely and nobly, one fighting a space aligator, another being sucked into a black hole (whatever one of those was) and the third... well okay the third had died of space dysentery which wasn't brave or noble at all.

Still she had one crew member left and herself. Emporio also had some crew, he was right, they were both going to make it.

She took her turn and came to a decision square. "Chose to travel the long way around, this will take several more days or risk the asteroid field."

Well that was a choice, she looked at her deck. She had one crew member and not all that many rations left, she had already had to repair her space ship six times because it was stupid and kept breaking.

"I will be taking the asteroid field."
so_dark_a_road: (#218 -- decr sat exact @@^)

Want to wrap this one?

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2020-10-31 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, I suppose so. I have good memories of him, for the most part. But after he made the Silmarils, something changed. He was still there, and he still wanted his sons with him, but he was so obsessed with his creations that sometimes it was as though he wasn't really there with us. I never stopped loving him, though, and I think he still loved us."

He smiles at her and lays his hand over hers as it cups his cheek. "I know you will wait for me. And I will find a way to come to you, however difficult it may be."
fairyherder: drama (JL 50 13)

[personal profile] fairyherder 2020-10-31 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
...none of this makes sense.

[ we're not dead, are we? ]
fairyherder: drama (JL 50 09)

[personal profile] fairyherder 2020-10-31 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ not that he's regular, but even Jin Ling knows when to quit. even if he's acquainted with people who certainly doesn't know how to quit. ]

I already have a headache over all of this.
fairyherder: drama (JL 50 13)

[personal profile] fairyherder 2020-10-31 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ maybe when he works up the courage for it!

...which is definitely not now, not when Sizhui smiles at him and Jin Ling's eyes widen before he crosses his arms with a huff, trying to play it off and focus on something else. ]


I guess... that would be nice.
spikelet: (pic#14006205)

[personal profile] spikelet 2020-10-31 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[with no ability to sense secret wens, she will live in blissful ignorance

her own bow is much more casual]


Lan-gege, then?
feixuehua: (02)

[personal profile] feixuehua 2020-10-31 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Xingchen couldn't imagine it. He tries. He still feels the pain and hurt from the cause of his death, with the evidence of the thin-looking scar across the left side of his neck, and he's only boarded the train in the last few hours, so it felt like yesterday to him since he's back on his home world. He listens carefully. It sounds wonderful and too good to be true.

He has many questions, but he felt alive and it felt like waking from a fitful, restless sleep. For now, he's only absorbing the information and Roland did a wonderful job describing the world as a colorful picture. "That sounds wonderful. I wish I could see it."

Maybe he will, once he finds the will to stay present. For now, he's tired and sag into the cushion seat.

"You don't mind if I sleep for a while here? It has been a day and already I'm exhausted."
flatteries: (on the noose around your neck)

[personal profile] flatteries 2020-10-31 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Y-Yes." The word spills from his lips again. Quickly, almost too quickly, like he's still thinking about something else as he says it. But he means it all the same. He wants to try. He wants to get stronger. He wants to be better - more resilient, genuinely so, rather than just fronting it. Strong enough to protect others, to be able to be their rock. Strong enough to save his world, to be able to save others'. "I promise, father. I'll do my best."

That's the easy part to say. The easy part to process. But Inigo isn't done yet. He's still thinking, and he licks his lips a little, both mouth and throat suddenly feeling surprisingly dry. Jumblie, still on his shoulder, presses against the side of his head a little, as if in encouragement. It's not that he looks sad, thankfully. Just.. a little startled, maybe.

"But.. you mean that?"

Not the last part, obviously. That's why Inigo already agreed to that. No, the thing his mind seems to have trouble processing is what comes before it.

"You would do that? For.. for me?"

Maybe it's dumb of him to get so surprised about it when it's practically the same thing he offered to Roland mere minutes ago. When he's been going around telling everyone he cares about that. Call me if you need me, and I'll do anything to be there.

But Inigo has never imagined that for himself before. Has never even thought about it, never even dared to want it. Maybe they're a little too alike in that sense, both him and Roland. Too determined to take on their burdens entirely by themselves, to take the whole world upon their back and refuse to let anyone else take even a bit of that pain.

And yet Roland is here in front of him, offering everything Inigo never even dared to dream of. Letting Inigo help him. Practically offering to let Inigo stay with him. Even offering to come to Inigo's world and help him, even though Roland must be so worried about his own world.

It's just like that moment where Inigo confessed he saw Roland like a father figure. Back then, Roland's reaction felt too good to be true too.

But Inigo knows by now. It's never too good to be true with Roland. He wouldn't lie. He means what he says, and it makes all this even more overwhelming.
irrationally: (now the past is gone)

[personal profile] irrationally 2020-10-31 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, at least calling the people in Wonderland absurd is just the truth, rather than something she'll take personal offense to..

Though something else about his description makes her tone turn a bit dry all the same.

"Yes," she says, almost slowly, like she's explaining something very obvious. "That's what I did when I was younger."

It'd be easy to assume she was joking.. if it wasn't for the fact that she seems totally serious as she says it.
stillnewatthis: (focus)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-10-31 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oooh boy.]

That is correct. We have many different cars for our entertainment and day-to-day needs. Or at least humans do, since you require things such as food.
badassfreakingoverlord: (sweat drop)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-10-31 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Zetta had very strong feelings about being taken seriously, all the worsened from a very long run now of people doubting his power and ability.

"Uh, which things?"
ramengroupie: (hat)

[personal profile] ramengroupie 2020-11-01 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
You don't eat?

[ Wormmon does not mean to be rude. But that sounds like such a sad fate! ]
kingcat: (This shit's exhausting)

[personal profile] kingcat 2020-11-01 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Before he even realizes what he's doing, he's offered his hands to her. The expression on his face is priceless -- here he is, helping someone for no reason. The shock, confusion, and horror at himself are all fighting for dominance in his expression.
sendiintheclown: (smile)

[personal profile] sendiintheclown 2020-11-01 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Trowa nods, he can certainly talk about his own home for her. "Now that the wars are over and all the nations and colonies are in peace talks that are actually progressing, it's very peaceful. We have television in my world, which is a lot like the movie theater here, but most of the programs are shown in shorter blocks that can last weeks or months. We get our news broadcasted that way, and they've been showing the safe destruction of the bombs and large weapons. It's nice to be able to turn that on at night and see the vestiges of war going away."
stillnewatthis: (hello!)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2020-11-01 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
I am powered by an internal generator. It provides adequate energy so long as I can periodically intake water or water vapor.

[Orisa clearly finds this no burden at all.]
sendiintheclown: (chibi)

Re: I am so sorry

[personal profile] sendiintheclown 2020-11-01 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"You're right, it was very stupid of me. But I was a little boy who had never had any friends my own age. And even though I was a soldier, I was still naive about the actions and behaviors of individual people." Trowa shrugged a little and offered the girl a half smile. "But that was different than this. The people you've lost aren't gone because of an action that you took or a risk you put them in. Perhaps they're gone because the train no longer needs them. And you can choose to believe that they've returned safely to their homes, and you won't have to worry if you're right or wrong. I think that's a powerful thing."
strawberryprotector: (smile)

[personal profile] strawberryprotector 2020-11-01 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Ken's summation of Ichigo's existence made the redhead crack up, and he couldn't help laughing. "You're not wrong." Complicated didn't even scratch the surface of what his situation was, but it was possibly the most fitting way to describe it.
strawberryprotector: (Amused Zangetsu)

[personal profile] strawberryprotector 2020-11-01 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Think ya can trap 'em both in a closet until they kiss 'n get it over with or somethin'?" Was Zangetsu pouting? Absolutely. Would he ever admit it? Absolutely not