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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!
ramengroupie: (glad)

[personal profile] ramengroupie 2020-11-06 11:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ken nods. Right now, they aren't really in a position to be punching people or keeping other people from being punched...

But there's always something he can do, isn't there? Even if he and Wormmon only have themselves (and each other), that's plenty. He can still contribute. He has his own mind. He has his own body.

He's needed. ]
Same to you.

Leave it to Ken-chan!!!

[ Wormmon is very proud. Oh, but. ]

And me.
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[personal profile] ramengroupie 2020-11-06 12:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Cassandra Cage." Whom Ken has yet to really speak to, and feels sort of bad about that. "I don't know her preferred colors...."

"What about using YOUR favorite color?" Wormmon asks Romeo. Though maybe he's already done that for Adam or the Professor. If he has, they have a conundrum!

Because their last roommate is purple team and WORMMON IS ALREADY PURPLE ON THE SIGN.
marriedanidiot: (Default)

[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-06 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"At least they seem to be getting along well." She nods. "You are right, it might be best to wait before introducing a new factor! Did you keep rabbits at home as well?"
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[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-06 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiles back and nods.

"I hope so. And I hope to have the chance to show you my world."
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[personal profile] kingcat 2020-11-06 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"It was unnatural," he conceded. "So yeah, it hurt. But it made me stronger. Strong enough that I'm still standing and the guy that did it ain't," though that was hardly his doing. He'd just been lucky enough that Ichigo had chosen to spare him -- he was still trying to figure that one out.
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[personal profile] shadowslipping 2020-11-06 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
G-OH!

[Well that certainly throws her back- though now they're both sort of in the void. Alexis can certainly get out if she tries hard enough- it's like swimming in molasses, ultimately. But she might not have to, as Yuume darts forward to launch her back out and up toward the ceiling.] HHHHAAAAUH!
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[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-06 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"As long as you're alright now." She ruffles his hair. "I am glad you are here! But I do not wish you to hurt."
kingcat: (This shit's exhausting)

[personal profile] kingcat 2020-11-06 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
The blush hadn't really left his cheeks, but it had faded until she ruffled his hair, getting it to darken right back up. "Well, you'd be the first," he replied sheepishly.
sunbloom: (Let's move on.)

[personal profile] sunbloom 2020-11-07 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Itsuki nods sharply in return.] You'll have some time to settle in, but... in a few weeks, it'll be time to put our money where our mouths are. So, settle in and prepare yourselves. And if you have any questions, most of us are happy to help you out! Just let us know.

Still, try not to take things too seriously. Certainly, we have an important job, but we also can't be on call all the time. Relax when you can, and have fun.
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[personal profile] ramengroupie 2020-11-07 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
Understood.

Thanks a lot!

[ Wormmon is a good Digimon. Wormmon knows his manners, and to be nice to people who are very nice to them, like Itsuki. Orange team is clearly the best, but he's fine with being an honorary purple if people like Itsuki are there.

People who, you know, encourage Ken-chan. ]
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[personal profile] deferences 2020-11-07 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
That does make sense... [he and his roommates will simply have to talk things out whenever they're all together tonight. top bunk, bottom bunk, sizhui doesn't really mind either way.

for now though, he'll leave his things there and trail after his father, nodding affirmingly.
]

Okay, [he acknowledges.] I shall do my best to remember them.
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[personal profile] deferences 2020-11-07 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[whew. alright, good, he didn't misstep there and senku even smiled again, anyway.]

Whatever it is you decide on, I will help to the best of my abilities, even if it's something I'm unfamiliar with. [which usually isn't much, but given how new everything is at the moment, he won't dismiss the possibility.]

You just let me know and I shall be your faithful helper! Does that sound fair?
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[personal profile] herarrows 2020-11-07 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm afraid I don't know what a 'maiar' is so I couldn't say, but if they're anything like our Companions they incorrigible little beasts." She did miss hers, though.
seacub: (AND NOW A PIPE TOO??)

[personal profile] seacub 2020-11-07 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh! That would definitely do it yeah..." He can't help but grin at that ultimately. His sense of humor is definitely a little dark at times. "...That took longer than I thought, but it was definitely fun I think. I wonder what time it is now," he adds.
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[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-07 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Her smile takes on a sad edge.

"I am sorry that is so. But I am sure I will not be the last."
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[personal profile] marriedanidiot 2020-11-07 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
She laughs a little at that description. "Some of them can be, I suppose. The maiar are... I suppose you would call them the lesser powers of our world, although they are lesser only in comparison the the Valar, the great powers who made our world. Not many of them often take incarnate forms, and I know some take the shape of bird and beast."

One particular one was essentially her son's dog, for a very long time.
adregem: (the pledge of a second life.)

[personal profile] adregem 2020-11-07 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Roland shakes his head promptly.

"You don't have to. I just wanted you to have her." Roland retracts his hand from the sentient sprites and allows the moment to settle, with Inigo slowly getting more and more used to the higgledy's existence. Their new bond. And what more could he even ask for, anyway? Inigo's story, the trust he's granted Roland...it was up to him now to remember it, to treasure it. It's a sentiment that he can't ignore, and he's already too caught up in his own swell of unexpected emotion that his boundaries blur. The hand that touched the higgledy in gentle reassurance slowly drifts to his chest, as if in pledge. Eyes closing, his voice dipping quieter; an uttered breath from his lips.

"You've already granted me more than I..." Deserve? He swallows down the words. "...Thank you, Inigo. All I ask of you now is to continue granting me the honor of watching you grow. That's all."

Let him continue to play the role he has been given - no. The role he has chosen.
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[personal profile] 10billionpercent 2020-11-07 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's very hard to offend, for the most part. He's usually the one doing the offending. ]

More than fair, and it works out perfectly. I'll let you know. Might be when we get off the train on a world, I definitely have a few things I want to pick up.
flatteries: (and i will change my ways)

[personal profile] flatteries 2020-11-07 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Inigo quietly watches Roland as the other thinks, speaks. It's a near comical kind of silence, because Inigo is watching the man so solemnly, even as the tiny higgledies are starting to climb all over Inigo, scaling him like a mountain. At least they're relatively quiet about it for the moment, so it doesn't totally ruin the mood...

Though Inigo doesn't even need some quiet to think of an answer. How could he ever deny Roland a thing, especially after all this?

"Of course.." His answer easily comes. The only worry he has is whether he can grow to begin with. Whether he can get better. If he won't just disappoint Roland by never managing to move on from being the soft baby that he is.

But he wants to try, at least. He wants to show Roland-- his father something that will make him proud.

"I.. won't give up." He raises his hand, the one with the two rings now on it. The Arms Band looking a little plain next to the wedding ring, but plainly visible all the same. ".. I'll become stronger. Like I promised. I won't let a single part of your gifts or your effort go to waste."

It's easier to push himself with that in mind. It's not for himself, or not just for himself, anyway. It's for Roland too. If Roland wishes to see him grow, then Inigo will provide him with that, one way or another.
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[personal profile] zechs_isonfire 2020-11-07 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm certain we will," Zechs agreed, with a polite nod and a trace of a diplomatic smile. "Good day to you, Alice."

... He'd need to investigate just what kind of place he'd been abducted into serving.
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[personal profile] sendiintheclown 2020-11-07 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"I would really like that. Your world must be very beautiful, areas of unspoiled nature are harder and harder to find in mine." It was nearly impossible to ever be truly unreachable, as much as he would enjoy that kind of quiet at times.
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[personal profile] achickenformylove 2020-11-08 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, they do. They are getting along better than they were before."

He nodded.

"I did keep rabbits back home. I had a warren that was too large to accurately count."
knifewithnoname: (But I don't want that)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2020-11-08 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
She nodded, glad about that. He's weird and shes not sure what to think about the fact he let her hit him but she's glad he's not trying to hug her.

"No." She shook her head, "I do no be wanting that either."

Knocking them all down once had felt good, but putting them back to knock them down again, that just felt silly. She sighed, she's tired and she's still mad and this is all stupid.
Edited 2020-11-08 07:18 (UTC)
consider8: (Pontific8)

oh dang I thought that I tagged this a while ago ;w;

[personal profile] consider8 2020-11-08 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
((The truth is that when humans saw elven toilets they assumed they were some form of pleasant fragrance for the house. It is from this assumption that formed the origins of potpourri decanters.))

[Eight nodded to Glorifendl's words.]


I don't mind... it would be interesting to see what humans are actually like, more than their own creations.

[Because yeah... she has a bit of beef with some of what they made...]
knifewithnoname: (pondering)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2020-11-08 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
"It do definitely be being time to be eating."

She was hungry, all this anger and smashing things, the game had calmed her down, as had Emporio's presence. He was useful and only a little bit stupid. She didn't mind spending time with him.

"Do you be being hungry?"