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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2020-10-09 04:49 am
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Echoes in a Void

"Good morning passengers, today is day twenty of the month of Horseshoe." The day begins normally at least. Passengers wake in their bed, perhaps get up, begin to start their morning.

It is perhaps less than an hour after waking that the first problems occur, turbulence making the train shake and roll. It's not quite bad enough to throw most sure footed passengers off their feet, but it is not very pleasant. Anyone near the window will notice the void looks different. The colours are bolder and shift more violently than usual.

"Passengers of the Voidtrecker Express, please brace yourselves for a Voidstorm." The announcement is not that useful, but a moment later the ICPs all show a message.

The void continues to shift and swirl, violent and mesmerising.

Outside

It might be that the strange effects of the void draw them to the windows, or it might be that they hear a voice. A friend, a lover, a mother. Calling them. Soft and sweet, high and playful.

Join us. It's tempting, faces show in the void outside, pleading and cajoling. Passengers might even see places, a home, a land long lost. Just outside, not out of reach at all. All they have to do is join them, enter the chaos of the void. Or at least stay close, watch through the windows, stare into the void...

Inside

The shapes outside the train are not the worrying thing, as the storm progresses people will start noticing that the train seems fuller than usual. An empty carriage becomes full in a moment, people eating and playing or reading. A friend passengers thought long gone walking down the corridor towards them. Or perhaps it is not a voidtrecker that they know, but a stranger in uniform going about their business, seemingly normal until they pass through them, leaving them chilled and weak.

They gravitate towards those who are alone, following them, gathering around them, sapping them of energy.

Safety in Numbers

Sticking together is the safest course of action. Being together, physical contact or just shared activities will make the echoes leave them alone. Start a game, encourage a beanbag reading circle. Anything to keep people distracted and together.

Stay strong, Voidtreckers, the storm shall soon pass.

(OOC: Here is the ooc information for this event. This post can be used as a catch all, or you can start your own posts set during this time.)
consider8: (Pontific8)

[personal profile] consider8 2020-10-10 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
For her part, Eight was busy cleaning off stains from pots and pans... she knew it wasn't really her turn, so is trying to do what she can without imposing on anyone else's work.

Her attention breaks for a moment as she hears the sound of Nike humming along. A soft grin spreads on her face and emboldens her to sing a little louder for them to share the moment.

At the question Eight looks over and gives the matter a thought. The song was in Octoling language, so its translation would give the ICP translator a run for the money. "The title of the song is 'Into the Light.' As for the lyrics..." Hmm.... There was no other way but to sing it as it was intended. Hopefully the ICP would be able to translate.

It couldn't. Instead of the voice Nike was hearing the words become a garble of something that vaguely sounds like a language that was spoken underwater:

"Yauna minasta minaozon toriju
Funame neramijaro mobuyu
Rizaro somewo sore yumeri
Komi sur damai
Haju froda skai

Nidawa (Nirena)
Hanofir yasu rime
Ryagoze (Yoge ranyu rutsude)

Irame (Shurawe)
Sore yumeri
Tekasa denyu
Yoro monin ju"
nutkrusher: (Well This Is Unsettling)

[personal profile] nutkrusher 2020-10-10 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your master Gohan."

Cassie sighs, rubbing her hand across Trunks's shoulder. The crying and sniffling has subsided now, though her eyes are still wet. She holds him there, letting her words hang in the silence for a while. Then her eyes narrow.

"This is just some dumb interdimensional space wedgie the train's run into, isn't it? More Void bullshit. Right?"
Edited 2020-10-10 21:33 (UTC)
fionnuisce: (though it's dark)

[personal profile] fionnuisce 2020-10-10 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't speak a damn word of it in practice--learned the incantation from a friend. [The bird alighted back on his shoulder, still faintly glowing.]

Either way, it's safe to say they aren't...real, not in any way that they can likely harm us physically.
fionnuisce: (though it's dark)

[personal profile] fionnuisce 2020-10-10 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm familiar, though I can't say I've been unlucky enough to meet her. [At this point, that was probably a clarification worth making.]

I'd be shocked if it wasn't a threat, beneficial side-effects be damned. So it's a tangible device, then?
ramengroupie: (hat)

[personal profile] ramengroupie 2020-10-10 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I can!

[ Wormmon bobs his head with such emphasis he's basically nodding with his entire body. He is READY to AID. ]
fionnuisce: (i'll gather these fallen flowers)

[personal profile] fionnuisce 2020-10-10 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Waver sighed, pressing a hand briefly to his eyes before turning to head back to the cabins.]

Come on, then--at least it'll be quiet.
10billionpercent: (Ha Ha)

[personal profile] 10billionpercent 2020-10-10 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
It seemed apt. We named our ship the Perseus too.

[ It's amusing to him, and that is more than enough. ]

Yes. It appears to be the case, it's technology I'm not familiar with but as we only have one, I'm also not willing to tear it apart. Doesn't matter, it's completely out of juice, which means of course it follows the principles of energy. I don't know how to charge it.

It's tech like nothing I've seen before, and the signal we got from our enemy, we've managed to pinpoint on the moon. At first he sent a message in morse code. How long he's been sending that, who knows, but I would guess he noticed something was amiss. Now he's using an AI voice that sounds like me. It's interesting, but unfortunately, that's all we've discovered, he doesn't seem to be interested in a conversation.
fionnuisce: (and lead me straight to your heart)

[personal profile] fionnuisce 2020-10-10 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
...We're fast venturing into the realm of 'what the fuck', but I believe you. Are you implying that whoever built the device is on the goddamn moon, because I really didn't want to imply 'what if it's aliens'.
ramengroupie: (brood)

[personal profile] ramengroupie 2020-10-10 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ .....So Kaiba-kun is. ]

Thanks for the offer. [ Ken looks around again. This is such a secure place. What had been inexplicable now seems to make sense: she's taking care of everyone, isn't she? She's making sure they don't go after the phantoms. ] But, as I'm afraid I don't play many video games....

[ When he tries to turn around, he stumbles. Wormmon rocks back to change Ken's center of gravity, get him upright again. Ken puts a hand to his bangs and exhales.

....He's not as okay as he thought he was, is he. ]
blue_ice: (rainy day)

[personal profile] blue_ice 2020-10-10 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Seto, don't go! Stay with me!

[ Kaiba wavers. He was warned, but...that face. He feels terrible, and he wants to stay...but he pivots toward Della. ]

...and leave now?

[ He still looks unsure. ]
10billionpercent: (Satisfied)

[personal profile] 10billionpercent 2020-10-10 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Well what's interesting about that is that it begs a lot of questions!

[ It may be obvious but he kind of really enjoys the science side of the whole thing. ]

If it is the person who created it, if they were a human, they'd be over 3700 years old, which is far to old for a human to live, obviously, unless they also petrified themselves in which case, why? Also, whatever it is, has been monitoring the movement of people on Earth because it's set the device off again, at least once. The technology is not at all known to me and while that isn't necessarily a factor, I would've considered myself pretty up on just about everything that wasn't top secret, although I did have a couple of contacts in that department, in a couple of agencies...

[ He was a very strange teenager. ]

All of that said, it could be some kind of alien, after all the chance that only one planet in the entire universe is the only one to create life is incredibly small. Or, we could be dealing with an actual AI, which is what it sounds like, which is just as fascinating. One that is currently still trying to petrify us, but let's leave that aside for the moment.

[ He hums. ]

Stands to reason, our only option is to head up there and take a look.
ramengroupie: (serious)

[personal profile] ramengroupie 2020-10-10 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
So it's more like - a haunting.

We could chant a sutra.

[ If anybody knows a sutra. Whatever that is. Wormmon hears that works on ghosts. When other Digimon tell him about their adventures, he listens! (And silently thinks to himself how amazing Ken-chan would have been in those same circumstances.) ]
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[personal profile] ramengroupie 2020-10-10 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm.

[ Ken will match his pace to his roommate's, just in case. ]
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[personal profile] purifyings 2020-10-10 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[She was merely passing by in spirit mode hoping it'd be enough to avoid those who weren't part of the train. For some reason, many of them tend to follow after her or just surround her one way or another. She supposes it's due to being a magnet for the supernatural while all at once they weren't spirits neither.

Then again, it could just be her very unfortunate luck.

As she is passing by, she'll notice something -- white hair -- in the corner of her eye. It was enough to make her stop, turn to the individual by the window only to find.....a very beautiful boy!!!

Nike could not believe her eyes because for a moment she could've sworn she was looking at her very first best friend, Ursula. His appearance stole her breath away as much as Ursula's did. There really was someone more beautiful than her living in another world!! He could easily be the most beautiful existence she has ever seen -- tears and all. If anything he looked unreal, was she imagining him?

Without thinking about it twice, she'll glide towards his back, watching him while remaining transparent, considering the plan to touch him to check if he was real or not. Slowly she'll become visible again, switching to her human form just to poke his shoulder while bracing for him to disappear just as everyone else she has touched today has...

....only to find he was still there and solid?????]


...you're....real? [Pulling her finger away, finding it unbelievable before doing it again, and again, and again, and again. Don't mind her poking him various times in disbelief.] N-No way! You...are...solid...

[Looking up at him.]

Are you...human or....? [A beat. Her eyes will brighten as she yells.] You can't be human! You look too much like a fairy prince to be!
fionnuisce: (and lead me straight to your heart)

[personal profile] fionnuisce 2020-10-10 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not dead yet, for god's sake-!

[THIS IS GETTING TOO SURREAL]

Exorcism's not my area of expertise, anyway, you'd need the Holy Church for that one.
fionnuisce: (a wish together i'll set them free)

[personal profile] fionnuisce 2020-10-10 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[He made it back to the room with little fanfare, though every so often he'd glance to whatever uncovered corners were left to the windows; sure enough that knight would still be there, a voice calling in his head and determinedly ignored.]

[At least, as he'd assumed, the cabin was quiet. He dropped to sit down on his lower bunk, a hand pressed against his eyes in a vain attempt to ward off the pounding headache.]


...You okay?
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[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2020-10-10 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Alright! Let's do this. [He flicks the blanket once to let the full length of it hang down and holds it up to the window. Galo looks over his shoulder and nods once,]

Ready!
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[personal profile] purifyings 2020-10-10 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Pink hair, pink skin, and with the power to control the grass. These descriptions were not ones Nike thought she'd encounter today. If anything, she never knew anyone had such a power, it was amazing!

But for now, she'll drop the admiration with the purpose to help the other girl.

Nike will try to determine if she can use the wind to destroy the vines, but her gut told her otherwise -- it will not work. Another idea was to get in her way, but how? All Nike could do was turn into her spirit mode and head closer, hoping the other girl can see, hear, or feel spirits.

"What are you doing!?" asked Nike in a panic tone, standing right behind her, floating over the floor away from the vines.
Edited 2020-10-10 22:07 (UTC)
sos_pilot: by <user name=cupcake_graphics> (to say goodbye)

[personal profile] sos_pilot 2020-10-10 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The fact that her head stopped hitting something hard and solid does seem to 'wake her up' a bit, and she blinks rapidly, trying to understand what happened. ]

Huh? What the...? ... Oh, no. Did I actually lose my mind?
fionnuisce: (hope discarded and broken)

[personal profile] fionnuisce 2020-10-10 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Frowning, Waver lapsed into thought over the whole thing--sure, aliens were the obvious explanation for a change, but it sounded more than a little crazy.]

Building a rocket and spacesuits sounds a hell of a lot more complex than a cellphone. Think you can pull it off?
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b.

[personal profile] feixuehua 2020-10-10 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Xingchen is grateful for some quiet away from the phantoms of his past. He doesn't mind her playing the recorder, although off-key. To hear the voices of the people he knows makes him terribly sad with an ache in his heart, knowing he left them behind. He sinks into the softness and warmth of the blankets and pillows.

"A-Qing, you need to practice playing the flute. I'm sure you'll be able to play a song." He smiles softly.

"Hm? Story? I don't know of any good ones. How about you? I only know stanzas and poems of the Dao if you want to hear it."
10billionpercent: (Ha Ha)

[personal profile] 10billionpercent 2020-10-10 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He gets that a lot. Really. ]

Not a problem. It's a long-term project. I've already launched one rocket into low orbit when I was thirteen.

[ He seems pleased by that. ]

I mean, it blew up, but I was constrained by a lot more in a lot of ways. No one's gonna complain if I go shooting things into airspace now. Building a rocket and going into space was my actual passion, since I wanted to be an astronaut.
fionnuisce: (join them where they can meet)

[personal profile] fionnuisce 2020-10-10 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[He laughed a little more openly at the answer, leaning his head on one hand.]

There's worse ambitions to have and dumber shit one could pull.
10billionpercent: (Slight Smile)

[personal profile] 10billionpercent 2020-10-10 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
I guess. The thing that's most attractive about space is the fact that we don't know that much about it. I want to see it with my own eyes.
fionnuisce: (your name's all it knows)

[personal profile] fionnuisce 2020-10-10 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
People have looked to the stars for as long as people have existed. There's nothing more interesting than the unknown, and nothing more magnetic than a guiding light.