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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] middleofsomewhere2020-04-18 11:02 am

Event: Abort! Part One

Until now there has been one mission in every month. The practice in Apple and since then one for each month. So for those that have been on the train for a while they will be extremely surprised when on the twenty fifth day of the month of Egret their SCA’s glow gold and a hologram appears. Another mission.

Strange or not preparations need to be made, the voidtreckers are needed, strange timing or not.

Preperations

As promised the dressing room is open once again and there is a collection of leggings, shirts and tunics. All are in bold, differing shades of team colours and are made of sturdy material. There are a couple of cloaks, like those they wore in the goblin world they look medieval in style but will keep rain off as well as a modern raincoat.

As usual they have about an hour of preparation time, to gather supplies, get changed and help those who need more help disguising themselves to do so.

Arrival

”We are now approaching world#27462947582. Warning: Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four,” Hopefully even those who are new know to hold on or sit down by now. ”Three, two, one.” A jolt and a lurch and the void from outside the windows disappears to show green grass and a blue sky.

The Voidtrecker Express has landed in a small dip between two hills. Tall enough to mostly hide it and once everyone who wishes to disembarks it vanishes.

The voidtreckers, on climbing the hill, will find they are inside the city walls, just. Here it is mostly farmland still but as they move towards the centre there are more houses and things become more crowded and bustling. The city is big enough that an influx of strangers doesn’t turn many heads.

Their SCA has a map, red team’s has a marker for the northern gate, purple’s show the position of guard posts. Orange and Blue’s shows the main gates that lead out into the kingdom beyond.

Red Team

Getting to the northern gate doesn’t take all that much time and they are let out without much fuss, though fair warnings about the monsters out there. It is clear that though this city is nominally guarded and walled, it has been a long time since there has been war here and people can come and go as they wish.

The desert is, much as can be expected. It is more a scrub land rather than rolling dunes of sand but the land is cracked and dry. They have to move at least an hour away from the city before they come across any monsters at all.

When they do they are strange almost-boar looking creatures. They are vicious and will attack on sight, charging with huge tusks and teeth that are far too sharp to belong to a natural creature. They are clearly intelligent, even if they don’t seem to have language. But they never come across more than five at once and there doesn’t seem to be any movement of them towards the city.

Purple Team

The guard posts are only have a few guards there at any one time. Though questioning any of them the voidtreckers will learn that there are other guards in the city, ready to come to the defence of the walls if the alarm is ever sounded. Those on the walls are there to keep watch.

It might take a little bit of persuading but there isn’t a huge problem with purple team being allowed up onto the walls. As long as they don’t seem to be causing or bringing trouble.

The surrounding countryside is clear. To the north is the desert but to the east, west and south there are rolling hills of green. The kingdom that this city is part of.

For them it is a few hours of tedium and anticipation. Watching the landscape, waiting for a threat. The other soldiers are curious enough that they could be coaxed into conversation or a game of dice.

Blue Team and Orange Team

It is very difficult to convince a city full of people who have not known danger in a long time that they have to pack up and leave.

There are difficult shop keepers, confused farmers, worried parents.

Some are able to be ready quickly and so can follow the Blue team out of the southern gates. It might take more than one group, with a few blue team going with each one. The kingdom isn’t particularly dangerous but who knows when that may change. Keeping everyone together and moving will be the challenge here.

For Orange team there are plenty of logistical problems to get stuck into. Animals need moving, people need help packing or wrangling small children. Older people need help finding carts to ride.

Not to mention the very stubborn ones who will take a lot of persuading. Those who were on the goblin world have had practice in this already of course, and hopefully have tips to share.

(OOC: Information about this event is here)
badassfreakingoverlord: (hopping mad)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-04-22 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"DICK DASTARDLY! Was the Wacky Races evil guy!" Zetta said, practically quivering with rage. "I won't hear you besmirch his evil name. There was a man who knew what was what! When you're out in front and victory is guaranteed, you STILL stop to cheat because you're EVIL!"

This might explain so much.

"Besides, AGAIN, I don't see the train caring about books and robots and elves and kids and purple people and people with ridiculous three-color hair, so again, what's the problem with the truck?!"
afterburner: (judging you hardcore)

[personal profile] afterburner 2020-04-22 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Renee rolled her eyes at the first part. Flapping hand, though she'd never been close to California in her life. Tell someone who cared.

Then she paused, squinting at Zetta.

"You don't see the train caring. But did you ever ask? NO!" she bellowed back. "Because you're EVIL and you don't CARE if you traumatize a whole dang plane of existence because oooh you got a big truck and you're so cool! What's next, you're gonna roll coal down Main Street?"
badassfreakingoverlord: (adrift in a sea of nothing)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-04-22 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Zetta considered that.

"Yeah, I'm okay with that. What's YOUR solution?"
afterburner: (okay if you say so)

[personal profile] afterburner 2020-04-23 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, she'd kind of expected that.

"My solution? For myself, it was dressing up like a Ren Fest reject. For you? Well, my two options are busting up your truck, or not busting your truck and convincing you to let me fly you there," Renee said, thoughtfully. "And the first one doesn't really count, 'cause I don't want to bust your truck."

At least she was honest, there was that.

"Besides, the locals look up if I'm flying you there, and it's gonna look like it's all you. Magical flying book! They'll be telling stories about it for years and spreading your legend, right?"
badassfreakingoverlord: (eyebrow raise)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-04-25 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"So how come flying is okay but a truck isn't?" Zetta wasn't even being obstinate -- he just didn't follow the logic.
afterburner: (a spinchter says what?)

[personal profile] afterburner 2020-04-25 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do you...see any other trucks around here? Motorized trucks like yours, not like donkey carts or crap like that?" Renee supposed that Zetta's truck possibly could be passed off as magic of some sort, but it seemed fake to her. She wasn't sure it'd actually work that way. Nor did she want to plant that idea in his thick old head. (She wasn't sure he had a skull, either, at least not in book form...)

"No? So yeah I'm not sure they could wrap their brains around that. A magical book flying under its own power, though? That's easy to explain away! And uh. I suppose you could construe that as you getting me to serve the Overlord too, right? At least in a temporary capacity. Could be a slippery slope, what the hell am I getting myself into?"

No, that last wasn't a rhetorical question.
badassfreakingoverlord: (thoughtful frown)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-04-25 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmm." If Zetta had hands, he'd probably be stroking his chin as he thought.
"I'm not sure I buy your logic when I could just sell them on it being a magic carriage or something... but I DO like the part where you're my servant."

Danger, Renee Robinson, danger!
afterburner: (eyebrows raised)

[personal profile] afterburner 2020-04-26 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Wow, you're gonna waste valuable time trying to convince someone your truck is magic, when you could be doing...I dunno. What do demons do? Blow shit up?"

Well. Renee'd probably blow shit up, all things considered. Use her kinetic knives to do so. Or just punch boar monsters and make bad jokes about how she's rocking the pigskin or something like that.

"And this is a one time deal...so far! But you're probably getting one up on me anyway," Renee admitted, more than a bit sourly.
badassfreakingoverlord: (smug sneer)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-04-27 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ha! Becoming a servant of the Overlord is the best deal you could have made. You'll realize that soon enough!"

So apparently, that worked. The Overlord, utterly smug in his conviction that he'd won this negotiation, smirked as the door popped open. "Let's do this!"
afterburner: (:|)

[personal profile] afterburner 2020-04-28 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"It wasn't a deal. You didn't promise me anything in return--not even fake promises! This ain't Money for Nothing! You don't get your chicks for free!"

Not that Renee was going to let him get away for a second. She stomples her way over to the open door and grabs the book. Probably more gently than he actually deserves, and waits a moment or three.

"Once you send the truck back, off we're gonna go, 'kay?" Because obviously she cares more about his minions than he does.
badassfreakingoverlord: (adrift in a sea of nothing)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2020-04-29 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"I did so! I implicitly agreed I wouldn't haul the trunk through town if we did this thing."

Though, uh... "It... it'll zone back to home base once we leave. That's how this works normally. So just taking off is fine."