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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2020-12-01 06:00 am

A New Platform [Intro Post December]

On the Train

It's only been a couple of days since the Voidtrecker Express took to the void once more, and many of the passengers are still recovering and recuperating after a very hectic end to their latest mission. Nevertheless, they are awoken by a familiar message.

"Good morning passengers, it is day sixteen of the month of Imagination. Points have been updated on the system."

They have indeed, and everyone can spend the morning shopping. Those who have been on the train for 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 the windows fill with the fog that means they are at a platform. It is warm outside with a pleasant breeze that flows down the platform, rustling the light spread of leaves that litter the floor.

As usual the first to leave the train notice nothing, walking silently, rucksacks on their backs, towards the barriers. Akemi Homura, Alfred the Poisoner, Donatello Versus, Chie Satonaka, Joscelin Fitzthomas, Ronan Lynch, Rose Tyler, Tangle the Lemur, Trowa Barton, Wester Mazaki and Whisper the Wolf all pass through the platform, not looking back before they disappear through the barriers and into the fog beyond.

But on the platform itself there are 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 the swirling leaves at their feet, moving in flurries and rattling against each other softly. As their eyes adjust, they will see they are on a platform, cement and packed earth forming a very practical, plain-looking shelter. Behind them is a set of barriers, and in front of them is a single track extending both ways into thick fog.

They are standing, in clothes that are not their own and a style 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 eight 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's 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 lead to something terrible. If that is not enough, there are plenty of people on the platform now, to encourage them onto the train.

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 (see
'Publications'). The store rooms have been restocked with more jars of honey, the ingredient of the month of Imagination, as well as sundries.

A new carriage has been added right next to the luggage carriage. It is a second medical carriage, or triage carriage. Downstairs is more open with beds and chairs, upstairs are two surgical bays for those that need immediate attention.

For those intrigued by the claim of a parcel for every passenger they will find several large boxes filled with small blue bags. Inside each bag is ten dark blue coins imprinted on each side with a silver snowflake. Each bag has a small label with a passengers name. On the other side of the label it reads: Keep these safe for now.

Of course for any passengers that have bought items, these are also scattered around the luggage carriage as well.

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 to encourage any stragglers taking advantage of the pleasant weather and the doors slide shut. Veteran passengers know what will happen next, but they may wish to brief their new companions.

The train sets off, the fog obscuring the view again 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!
sos_pilot: by <user name=noimpulsecontrol> (you may hear angels cheer)

[personal profile] sos_pilot 2020-12-03 10:35 am (UTC)(link)
... I have no idea how that works, but I DO NOT CARE, I NEED TO HUG HIM!

[ She tries to pick her crutches back up again to hobble forward. ]
sos_pilot: by <user name=noimpulsecontrol> (where the air is rarefied)

[personal profile] sos_pilot 2020-12-03 10:36 am (UTC)(link)
... Buh? Della blinked rapidly. "Wait, you already know about the train?"
sos_pilot: by <user name=noimpulsecontrol> (once i get you up there)

[personal profile] sos_pilot 2020-12-03 10:37 am (UTC)(link)
"But what about the head?" Della tried to point to his skull. "Are you sure they healed the concussion?"
comefadeaway: (Hmm?)

Training Gym

[personal profile] comefadeaway 2020-12-03 10:38 am (UTC)(link)
Yoite wasn't actually the type to be outgoing enough to ask for things, but he was looking around the training gym in general. He was checking out the facilities properly, as he had training to do. He had new weapons, but they were out of sight as to be expected from a ninja.

He stopped, however, at the advertising sign, tilting his head slightly as he considered. Would knowing archery be helpful?

It wasn't exactly covert now was it...
sos_pilot: (there's a bar in far bombay)

[personal profile] sos_pilot 2020-12-03 10:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Ehhh... hoo boy. Sounds like you haven't been given the talk yet." With that, Della invited herself to sit down with him.

"Let's start things off simple. My name's Della Duck."
melodiouspacifist: (Let Me Play You A Song)

[personal profile] melodiouspacifist 2020-12-03 10:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Nah, go ahead. I just play as much as I can." That also meant, he was fine to be talked to.

"What suggestion is that?" He asked, fingers moving over the strings now as he continued with a mellow tune.
melodiouspacifist: (Let Me Play You A Song)

[personal profile] melodiouspacifist 2020-12-03 10:42 am (UTC)(link)
Hopefully she didn't mind the mood music, because even with the distraction of conversation, his fingers didn't stop moving. It wouldn't be a familiar song, he tended to play whatever came to mind.

"I'm Demyx." He answered and offered a grin.
melodiouspacifist: (So Very Interested)

[personal profile] melodiouspacifist 2020-12-03 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh yeah? Sure." Demyx said, a bit more cheerfully, because he'd love to fool around on some different instruments.

Heaven help them when he found the music car.

"I met someone in my room already." Demyx answered. "Not really planning on sticking around though." That was his his plan, get out of the train at the earliest chance.
melodiouspacifist: (Aw We Do Too Have Hearts)

[personal profile] melodiouspacifist 2020-12-03 10:46 am (UTC)(link)
Demyx let out a chuckle at that. "Black really isn't my colour anyway." He was so sick of it for some reason.

"That sounds like a lot of work. Guess I'm stuck looking like Halloween threw up on me."
melodiouspacifist: (Nort Huh??)

[personal profile] melodiouspacifist 2020-12-03 10:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Hear what?" Demyx asked, blinking first of all. "Oh, if you mean the train, then yeah, I hear it."

He had good ears, actually, good for picking up musical notes and melodies. He'd already figured out they were on a train station platform, he just didn't know how to leave.
melodiouspacifist: (Nort Whoa nice place you got here!)

[personal profile] melodiouspacifist 2020-12-03 10:49 am (UTC)(link)
Demyx would protest but she wasn't wrong. There was nothing to be done except to climb on board with the other people dressed like them.

That was weird, wasn't it? He didn't really know.

He hadn't really been on a train before that he could remember so he found himself looking around, mouth slightly agape.

"Not bad, not bad."
melodiouspacifist: (Default)

[personal profile] melodiouspacifist 2020-12-03 10:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Were you on some kind of train before? I was just out taking a walk in Radiant Garden!" Demyx said cheerfully. "You know how it is, one minute you're walking along this wall and suddenly you're on some train platform, ha, kinda weird right?"
ourtomorrow: ([kenzuna] confidence)

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2020-12-03 11:07 am (UTC)(link)
I'm Wormmon! Except I'm tired, so I'm Leafmon!

[ -Ah, this is someone Ken's partner knows. His smile grows even warmer. ]

Digimon shift forms. You've met Wormmon, then?
ourtomorrow: ([kenzuna] smartphone)

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2020-12-03 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
Theoretically. It hasn't happened for us, but this Crest has still saved me, many times.

[ It wanted him to be saved - he wanted to be saved, even when he didn't know it. It told Daisuke who he really was.

Ken used to be unsure what to even think about having the Crest of Kindness, but he's embraced it now. Ichijouji Ken is someone who can be rather - delicate. That's just a fact.

...Maybe that's why he'd asked for it on impulse, he realizes. He'd wanted the reminder. ]
ourtomorrow: ([kenzuna] object)

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2020-12-03 11:19 am (UTC)(link)
Hm. Different approach, then. How to explain this...?

"Wormmon doesn't always look like he did when you met him," Ken decides on. "This is still the same Digimon. But he'll be smaller for a while."

Oh, Leafmon knows how to help Ken-chan! He can prove that he IS Wormmon, even if right now, he isn't Wormmon -

Now that he's thinking about it, he does kind of see why people keep getting confused. "Hanging out in the gym car was fun!"
ourtomorrow: ([kenzuna] mino)

i keep meaning to make leafmon icons and then i do more tags instead

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2020-12-03 11:21 am (UTC)(link)
Eheeeee. [ Leafmon, always a fan of anything remotely related to a cuddle, bounces forward. Lift away!

Plus, Gen is all right. That's important. Everybody had a hard time of it, so: ]


...I'm glad you're okay.
ourtomorrow: ([kenzuna] daisuke)

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2020-12-03 11:23 am (UTC)(link)
But you won't get BETTER that way. Right, Ken-chan?

[ why is this happening ]

Well....

[ Leafmon hops fowrard to await the verdict. His leaf falls over his face, revealing only one (tiny, round, adorable baby) eye. ]
adropofsunlight: (293 (B))

[personal profile] adropofsunlight 2020-12-03 11:31 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm studying the wall, getting the feel of the area because if you do it from a distance this shows a basic size." she said as she finally lowered her arm for the time being before looking over and finally noticing that one seemed to be minus a leg.

"What happened toy or leg?"
ourtomorrow: ([kenzuna] huh?)

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2020-12-03 11:32 am (UTC)(link)
Are you--

[ All right, but Ken doesn't want to seem insulting if she's Got This -

That said, if she does not Got This, Ken is poised and ready to assist.

Leafmon, meanwhile, hops to the edge of the counter. HE HAS BEEN TOLD A HUG IS IMMINENT. ]
adropofsunlight: (217)

Train

[personal profile] adropofsunlight 2020-12-03 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm planning on painting, so just figuring a few things out that's all, or even if it's a good spot in the first place." For all she knew it might not be that great, so she figured she would figure it out before she actually did anything,
ourtomorrow: ([kenzuna] huh?)

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2020-12-03 11:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh! Food guy! ]

Thank you for before!! Oops--

[ That was supposed to be A Secret. Leafmon puffs his cheeks out around his pacifier so more secret does not get out.

....Fortunately, Ken is a tactful soul, and does not inquire. ]


I'm just heating milk. Leafmon prefers that.
adropofsunlight: (150)

[personal profile] adropofsunlight 2020-12-03 11:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Nice to meet you too. I... don't think you mentioned your name?" She asked knowing she needed to call him by something at least.
adropofsunlight: (104)

Re: On the Train

[personal profile] adropofsunlight 2020-12-03 11:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, hello there. I'm just seeing areas of the car and seeing if the spot is good to paint on. Honestly, I'm still not sure exactly, but I'm starting to think it's not." She folded her arms yet again as she looked at the wall. Now she was looking at it again she was sure it wouldn't be a good spot.
ourtomorrow: ([kenzuna] brood)

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2020-12-03 11:41 am (UTC)(link)
More children who weren't allowed to be children. Ken doesn't doubt that means she's capable, though he feels for any pain that she's experienced as a result. Does the Voidtrecker Express hand-pick people who have -

No, that hypothesis isn't a catch-all. Plus, if Ken's primary reason for being here were combat, wouldn't Daisuke be here, as well? There's something else at play.

"I see," he responds. "It's good you know to be careful."

"We DO have to have fun," Leafmon decides. Ken-chan gets a lot out of being somebody who fights, and he always has, so Leafmon can be okay with the idea of an eleven-year-old who stands up to bad guys (that's what fighting is, right?). But. ONLY fighting would be sad!
adropofsunlight: (65)

[personal profile] adropofsunlight 2020-12-03 11:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Sort of. It's more about finding the best spot to paint. I was thinking of something natural of sorts. Not too bright." She always had some ideas, but never really went with them because she was never sure of how other people would like it.