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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!
deferences: dns (♪ conscientious)

[personal profile] deferences 2020-11-04 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[thank the stars, sizhui doesn't have to get too deeply into politics yet.]

Depends on the tactics, I suppose, but I'd imagine it's more political. Science could be used for weaponry, couldn't it?

[a currently unknown favor in exchange? hmmm.] As long as you're sure you have everything, I am alright with agreeing to a favor. I would ask what it might involve, though considering you said ‘think of something,’ I'm assuming you haven't got anything particular in mind at the moment.
herarrows: (Heraldic)

[personal profile] herarrows 2020-11-04 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"They're...difficult to describe. Think of them as...a guardian spirit or something similar. They take the form of pure white horses with blue eyes and they Choose the Heralds. We don't know what magic gives them the ability to find the people who make the best Heralds, but they don't Choose incorrectly." Yet another thing that's hard to explain.
10billionpercent: (This Is So Exciting)

[personal profile] 10billionpercent 2020-11-04 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ He nodded a little bit. ]

It can be used for weaponry. It can be used for some massively destructive weaponry, but I'm not willing to go that far.

[ Thanks to Roland's reaction and more importantly, Gen's explanation that his favour requests could come off a little creepy, he is more prepared to explain! ]

Ah, nothing illicit or anything. [ Does that help? Probably not. ]

I don't have something in mind for the moment, but I'm always something and I can almost always use help if people are willing to give it. If it helps, Roland owed me a favour and I got him to make ramen with me, got him to make the noodles.

If I don't have an appropriate piece of wood, then I'll get it when we get on the world. Making a bow doesn't take that long.
achickenformylove: (mdzs 2)

[personal profile] achickenformylove 2020-11-04 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
[WangJi followed him inside as much as he could in the small room. It was simply because this wasn't his cabin that he hadn't been able to open the door. He looked around at the space]

Check the space at the head of the bed for belongings. If there are none, the bed is available for you to take. Most people who have been here don't carry their bags on platform days. Once everyone returns for the evening, you can speak with them to ensure there is no conflict.
sendiintheclown: (smile)

[personal profile] sendiintheclown 2020-11-04 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
"If magic was endemic to my world, Amira would be a little lion, capable of changing size when on missions. Alas, it's a world of only technology." And he loved Amira dearly.
so_dark_a_road: (they came in the dead of winter)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2020-11-04 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure you'll try your best. None of us really knows what to expect until we get to a particular mission planet."

The teams were important. They did work hard at helping each other to their goals.

"Team Orange typically gets assignments that involve technology, often we have to figure out how to repair something or to help the natives of a planet to repair something. But sometimes we get to fight, too. Blue Team seems to get assignments that involve figuring out a mystery, but they, too, may get one that involves fighting."
so_dark_a_road: (rainy day in the forest)

No problem!

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2020-11-04 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, I can make guns. The ones I made were fairly rudimentary, the kind that were made on Earth during the World War II era. I copied the weapons that one of my friends had brought to the world we met in. He was from that era, and he wanted more weapons like the ones he knew and understood. I found them useful, too, and I made them in the next world as well."

He gives her a formal bow in return, out of respect. "I'm sure you will do your best. By the way, what kind of guns are you used to?"
marriedanidiot: (Default)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-04 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Little Rabbit has had more time, after all. Nerdanel bops his nose gently.

"Not possible to be more cute than this little one and his companion."
marriedanidiot: (my boys)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-04 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
She's too light, but more solid than she was even earlier in the conversation.

"A panther! I have not seen one of those in a long time. Although you do not look like one, at the moment."
marriedanidiot: (wisdom)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-04 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"I see." She tips her head consideringly.

"I wonder how similar they are to the Maiar of my world. Although they seldom settle on one form."
marriedanidiot: (Default)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-04 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Nerdanel laughs softly. "And a fierce protector she would be, no doubt!"

She nods. "Tis interesting to compare the differences between worlds. I wonder which one ones will be more like, one day."
adregem: (i'll help you get rid of bullies.)

[personal profile] adregem 2020-11-04 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
In response, Jumblie splits up again, summoning little ones to jump up and down as if trying to soothe his worries. And soothe them they do - 'My light is not only for giving others joy, young traveler! I will be by your side when your enemies cast darkness upon you! Smile as we achieve victory!' (Though Roland unfortunately, will only hear the loudest squeals known to mankind. Cute, though! Volume aside...)

"Higgledies are made from pure phenomena, Inigo. Pure magic, pure emotion. That's why only those with good hearts can speak to them, know them, see them." Roland explains, reaching a finger out to touch a smaller light sprite who only rubs its cheek against him. "In other words, they're a lot tougher than they look. You don't know how many times they've saved the day in a pinch. Trust her."

He almost catches himself saying that it's a lot like Inigo, too. Stronger than anyone ever gives him credit for, including himself. Not quite a child anymore, leaning on the cusp of adulthood. Ready to bloom into his own man, his own person, and even if he is shallow of tears, it's never indicative of weakness. No, Roland knows he cries because his heart weeps for the downtrodden, the hurt and those in pain. Knowing what it's like to lose everything, never wanting anyone else to relive that ever again.

Saving the day, just like you.
zechs_isonfire: (displeased - manga)

[personal profile] zechs_isonfire 2020-11-04 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's where they outfit us?" Zechs asked. For all that he'd heard people talk about and describe life on the train - most of them often omitted talk about the missions themselves.

"Are we merely provided uniforms, or do they also see fit to arm us?" Zechs asked, tone calm and patient, but it's probably clear he was feeling a little off-footed anyway for not having a weapon. "If we're going to be accomplishing whatever mission they're assigning to us - it'll be easier if we won't have to improvise much."
kingcat: (This shit's exhausting)

[personal profile] kingcat 2020-11-04 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
He nodded. "When my mask got broken, I changed form," he replied, gesturing to the bone mask that covered one cheek. "But when I use my sword I get some of it back. Tail, ears, claws, even most of the armor." As if it was perfectly normal for a panther to have armor. The change in her color was certainly strange, but he had a pretty good idea of what was going on. At least, he thought he did.
zechs_isonfire: (honest)

[personal profile] zechs_isonfire 2020-11-04 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Zechs' smirked a little wryly in response to that, because, "I am much different from the person I was as a boy, as well. I don't believe most people grow up without changing, so of course you would be no different."

He shook his head. "No, not at all - I'd be happy to continue speaking with you, and working with you in future missions. To be honest, I'm less interested in what old stories about your childhood might say about you ... and more what this means about the places we're being kidnapped from as a whole."
so_dark_a_road: (a vision of war)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2020-11-04 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"You were born with hollow energy?" That's a new one, Curufin's never heard of such a thing. In his world, life and death are not entirely separate, but there is no mixing of the time periods during which a person is alive and dead.

"What was it like, when you were a hollow waiting to be healed?"
so_dark_a_road: (among the contending princes)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2020-11-04 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I'm not officially a performer, but I do sing, and I do write some of my own material, and I dance, and I play some instruments. I only have my flute here on the train, but I also play harp and fiddle."

He smiled. "Why, are you a performer of some kind?"
flatteries: (this was gonna be easy)

[personal profile] flatteries 2020-11-04 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll trust her."

It's an answer that comes fairly quickly. Like despite only having met Jumblie today, Inigo already doesn't want to let her down, or let her think that her new bondmate has no trust in her. Sure, Jumblie seems so small, but.. Roland wouldn't say these things unless he'd be sure of them. Unless she'd really be alright, even in situations that involve danger.

He picks up one of the tiny higgledies, watching as it runs across the palm of his hand. It's cute. And warm. Just like Jumblie's words from a moment ago.

".. Thank you, father. She's a real treasure." He means that. Not only because she may give him an edge in battle, but also just because it fills another obvious need for him. Inigo's constant fear of being alone, his constant need for companionship. Isn't that exactly what she'll give him, always be with him, lighting his heart up? "I.. I don't know how to repay you for such a gift."
alchemists: (wave)

[personal profile] alchemists 2020-11-05 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
A professor? That's a bit off. I'm more of a researcher.

[ Elfnein's still a bit too small to be taken seriously as a professor type. ]
achickenformylove: (mdzs 4)

[personal profile] achickenformylove 2020-11-05 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
"No, it is not. They are both very cute."

Wei Ying was probably their only rival in WangJi's opinion, but he decided against saying that at the moment because she had just lost her husband.

Little Rabbit seemed to scrunch his face when she poked his nose and used his paws as though fixing his fluff before looking back at her again, nose and tail wiggling. Don't mind him, just being a sassy bunny.
myblueskies: (concentration...)

[personal profile] myblueskies 2020-11-05 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
Wow! Ken is so good at this! He is some sort of expert crayon master! Romeo watched him with wide eyes as the purple glittery letters began to deepen in colour.

"You can make sticky things, Wormmon?"
knifewithnoname: (serious)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2020-11-05 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
She nodded, she could agree with that. Their souls find peace before being reborn into another life.

She was sure that Tony's soul would find a way to be a hero again. He was just like that.
knifewithnoname: (yes okay)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2020-11-05 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
She grinned, it had been a close call but she moved her space ship into the final few squares.

"You would be having to be stabbing all the dots, they do be being the eyes, for a die."
sendiintheclown: (smile)

[personal profile] sendiintheclown 2020-11-05 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Instead she's a fierce hunter of fallen leaves and flower petals." Chuckling, Trowa sipped his drink.

"I pray your world will never have the wars mine has had. Even if I think you would adore living among the stars."
sendiintheclown: (chibi)

[personal profile] sendiintheclown 2020-11-05 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
While he was hardly an expert, Trowa tried to think of what he had wanted after what had happened to his first found family. "Would you like a hug?"