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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!
strawberryprotector: (Amused Zangetsu)

Thank you for the thread!

[personal profile] strawberryprotector 2020-11-05 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
A dark blue blush flooded Zangetsu's cheeks. "Do not." In embarrassment, he vanished instantly.
goingthroughaphase: (pic#13969459)

[personal profile] goingthroughaphase 2020-11-05 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not just an adult's war. It's our war. We're part of it, just because of who and what we are."

Hesitating for a moment, she then sighed. "Those of us with powers in my world are called Mutants. And the school I go to are full of Mutants that just want to live our lives, and find our place in the world. But there are other Mutants who are trying to hurt regular people. So we have to fight them to keep peace, while defending ourselves from humans who hate us just for being Mutants."
strawberryprotector: (laidback)

[personal profile] strawberryprotector 2020-11-05 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Mm, I don't remember much of it. I remember the searing pain of the blast, and a lot of rage. But it's very blurry." Between the agony of nearly dying, the actual loss of his heart, and the threat of Ulquiorra, that entire battle was a blur.
ramengroupie: (daisuke)

[personal profile] ramengroupie 2020-11-05 11:08 am (UTC)(link)
Ohhhh.

[ Wormmon thinks about this. ]

What's that?

[ ...Ken can field this one if you don't want to, Elfnein. ]
ramengroupie: (satisfied)

[personal profile] ramengroupie 2020-11-05 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
Wormmon does the bug equivalent of preening, which mostly just looks silly. "Yeah! It's my special move!"

And he produces a single strand of sticky silk from his mandibles, to demonstrate. He will be careful not to get it on anything, though! It would be awful if he gunked up the sign.

"Like that."

Ken is nearly done with his part of the sign. They have one name left....

He's here. He'll add it. But not with the purple crayon, though, he has a feeling Wormmon wants his own name to stay special.
marriedanidiot: (wistful)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-05 12:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Did it hurt?" She asks, gently worried. "Are you alright now?"

It does not sound at ALL normal to her, but maybe panthers in his world all wear armor.
deferences: dns (♪ yielding)

[personal profile] deferences 2020-11-05 12:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[that sounds like as good a go-ahead as any. so, sizhui moves between the bunks, perking when he eventually finds an empty one and sliding the backpack off his shoulders to toss onto the bed.

he does, however, remove the qiankun pouch with his more important items in it to bring along.
] Hopefully, if there are any other newcomers, I didn't take whatever bed they might have wanted.
deferences: (♪ thoughtful)

[personal profile] deferences 2020-11-05 12:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Good to know you have some sort of... morals? Standards? [do either of those work for what he's trying to convey? here's hoping so and that they aren't anything offensive since it isn't his intention to come off rude, but he's genuinely glad. other, far more power-hungry people wouldn't have hesitated.

and actually, it does since sizhui's relieved he won't need to break any rules, at the very least.
]

I'm also glad to hear that, as I have to admit, I wouldn't want to cause too much trouble after only being here for a short time.

[he lifts a hand, thoughtfully taps his chin, brightens whenever senku mentions making food of all things to repay him.] I could certainly help you with something like that. I've got decent cooking skills, if I do say so myself. [an amused little laugh then sizhui nods understandingly.]

Alright then. I, personally, do not know, so I'll have to take your word for it.
marriedanidiot: (wisdom)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-05 12:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Wangji is allowed to think his husband is cuter! Feanaro is hot, but not cute, according to his wife.

She giggles softly at Little Rabbit's sass and strokes his ears.

"That is true. Will you get more, after these two?"
marriedanidiot: (Default)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-05 01:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nothing wrong with that." She agrees, with a smile.

Her eyes sadden at that. "War is always a grief. I hope your folk never know it as my folk have either."

Dark Lords and destructions of whole continents are not exactly what she would wish on anyone.

"Perhaps we will get to the stars eventually. Earendil is already technically there!"
marriedanidiot: (sculptor)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-05 02:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"That makes it even worse!" She almost, almost snarls.

"To blame you for what you cannot help?"
so_dark_a_road: (through sorrow to find joy)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2020-11-05 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe it's a good thing you don't remember. It can't have been pleasant!"
10billionpercent: (Ha Ha)

[personal profile] 10billionpercent 2020-11-05 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He grins, he might come across poorly, but he definitely does have morals. ]

Nah, nothing like that. I'm not planning on making ramen again yet, but I'll think of something. Something always comes up.

I'm going to take a look at my supplies tonight. I already know I have rope and leather, it's just if I have a suitable piece of wood or not already.
agathokakological: (Default)

[personal profile] agathokakological 2020-11-05 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)

"Don't." he replies shortly, shoving his hands deep into his pockets. "And don't tell anyone I cleaned something either."

Crowley moves past her, back to the corner he'd been hiding in to begin with, finding a seat to drape himself across. "Our secret." he remarks, relaxing back and making himself comfortable again.

sunbloom: (I'm okay with that.)

[personal profile] sunbloom 2020-11-05 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
They do. We're not entirely sure, but we've got some loose ideas. Red seems to be hardest to nail down, simply because there are so few of them. In any event, orange seems to be more for people that think through problems instead of punching them or keeping other people from being punched by them.

[Itsuki has a lot of respect for that answer from Wormmon, even if she kind of expects it from someone's partner. Potpourri... would probably give the same if asked.] Then we'll see what we can do. But that's a good answer. I'll be counting on you to fill in the things I have trouble with. [A glance at Ken.] Both of you.
sunbloom: (I'm not liking this.)

[personal profile] sunbloom 2020-11-05 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Itsuki picks up on the hesitation and almost tells the other girl it's okay, she doesn't have to show her. Important must be an understatement-

-and then she sees it, and her thoughts screech to a halt. She doesn't know what it is, but she heard a story about something like this somewhat recently and she's terrified this might be a Soul Gem. But... she doesn't know. She didn't want to ask for any more information from Madoka then and she's regretting it just a little now. The breath she sucks in is automatic, as is the slight jerk back; some part of her recognizes she took Madoka's story a little harder than she realized at the time, and she'd taken it badly then. But... none of those things are this girl's problem. She has to keep calm, as best she can, and get her answers. Itsuki takes a deep breath, and tries to act... normal? As normal as she can after that, at any rate; it's a very big tell.]


It's pretty. I... the way I purify things isn't exactly gentle, so I don't think my way is good for that. I might need to ask a friend. [A pause, and then in a smaller voice:] What, um. What is it called? If you don't mind me asking?
achickenformylove: (mdzs 2)

[personal profile] achickenformylove 2020-11-06 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
I suppose that is where discussion comes in. There is one in my cabin who cannot see. It would be unfair to require him to take the top bunk.

[But since Sizhui was ready to go, he'll step back into the hallway so he can follow him]

There are a few cars between us and the greenhouse and then the dining car. I will tell you what they are as we pass through them.

[It would help with starting to remember what all of them were]
achickenformylove: (mdzs 2)

[personal profile] achickenformylove 2020-11-06 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
WangJi smiled faintly watching Little Rabbit being sassy. The bunny definitely liked having his ears rubbed, closing his eyes while she did.

"Perhaps. I think for the moment, we should stick with two until they are both fully adjusted to the train." While... Small Bunny. "After that... I might consider another."
strawberryprotector: (smile)

[personal profile] strawberryprotector 2020-11-06 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
Ichigo nodded in agreement. "Considering Zangetsu won't tell me what it felt like for him? Pretty sure it sucked a lot. But thanks to him, and the friend I was there to save, I was able to be healed. I don't even have a scar from it thanks to her powers."
sendiintheclown: (smile)

[personal profile] sendiintheclown 2020-11-06 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
Reaching across the table, Trowa gave Nerdanel's hand a gentle squeeze. "I hope we both get to return to peaceful homes when the train is done with us." And he prayed he would be able to keep his memories of the people he'd met here. Especially her.
knifewithnoname: (listening to you)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2020-11-06 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
She shook her head, stepping backwards with a frown.

"No." She shook her head a second time for emphasis. "I do no be wanting that."
knifewithnoname: (But I don't want that)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2020-11-06 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
She wrinkled her nose at that but shrugged, she could keep a secret and this was such a tiny inconsequential secret that it wouldn't even be hard to do.

"My lips do be being sealed."
sendiintheclown: (casual)

[personal profile] sendiintheclown 2020-11-06 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Then I won't force one on you." Trowa smiled a little and kept his hands in a neutral position. "Are you feeling better, or should we put the boxes back on the shelves and knock them down again? I know it can be very cathartic."
myblueskies: (of course!)

[personal profile] myblueskies 2020-11-06 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Wow!"

That's a great special move! It must be really useful. He grinned at Ken over the paper. "One more! Do you know who the last person is called? What colour do you want?" He also thought Wormmon would want to be the only one in Ken's favourite colour and Ken the only one in Wormmon's favourite...

"I can find it for you!"
irrationally: (ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴍᴀᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ.)

[personal profile] irrationally 2020-11-06 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
"That makes sense," she says, just a tad slowly. She's thinking about it as she's saying it, but it really does make sense. And it's why Alice doesn't seem very worried or annoyed by it - she can imagine the fact that meeting someone you used to know as a fictional character from a book is.. probably weird. Being on the other side of it feels less weird when it's not her first encounter with it, not to mention that her life has been.. well, let's say odd enough.

So she nods.

"In that case, I suppose we will see each other again soon enough." Since the train is so small that it's an inevitable anyway, really..

Although Alice more just means that she wouldn't mind that. But being open about that sort of thing is beyond this girl.