A New Platform [Intro Post October]

[voidtreckermods]

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!

Comments

[mynameisallen]

"I assume it's not looking to look into it for to long. I could understand why that might be the case, but I've never tried to see what would happen if I did."

The answer, one would get a really bad headache.

[forleaving]

Adam didn't want to stare out into the void himself to see what happened, if only because Ronan would probably be mad at him if he did.

"So long as it doesn't kill anybody if you look into it too long, maybe it's not so bad."

[mynameisallen]

"Yeah, I mean if it killed you it would be a very odd choice to have windows, don't you think." Unless the plan was for the train to kill them, but if that was the case anything they did made very little sense.

[forleaving]

It wouldn't be the weirdest thing he'd seen if that was true, but he wasn't going to say that. "You've got a point," he said instead. "Assuming the intention here isn't to kill us all, but have us do...something." Missions and stuff.

[mynameisallen]

"Well we do missions once a month and help people, which is nice." Allen always enjoyed doing those kinds of things because of what he wanted to do in life. Save everyone if he can.

[forleaving]

"Is it?" He still wasn't sure how he felt about missions, himself. Then again, he'd never been on one and had only been on the train for less than twenty-four hours. The idea of being forced to go out and risk their lives for strangers on strange worlds was...one that he needed to adjust to, still.

[mynameisallen]

"I guess it depends. For me...missions were something I already did back home and helps aligns with what my goals are. But it's not the same for all. It's probably not nice for those who might not like that type of thing." But overall most people here seem okay with doing the missions. No one really stays on the train every time.

[forleaving]

"I like helping people," he admitted, "I'm just not sure about these missions." Maybe they wouldn't be so bad when he actually went on one. Or maybe it would be worse than he'd imagined and he'd hate it. It was all up to chance. "I guess I won't really know until I go on one."

[mynameisallen]

"That's understandable since you don't know what it is going in. I mean all the teams have a different thing to do too, so there is a lot to it and figuring out where you want to go. Which you'll find out when you go onto your first one."

"Which should be in like...three weeks I think... it's not long till the next one."