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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] middleofsomewhere2020-08-15 06:51 am
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Event: Healing Waters

"Good morning passengers, it is day twenty three of the month of Grasshopper. All passengers of the Voidtrecker Express require rest. Next stop Jema’grethy Island. All passengers prepare to disembark."

It is a very strange morning message that rings through the train on the morning of day twenty three but as the passengers of the Voidtrecker Express wake their screens glow with the colour of the void and a holographic screen pops up for them to read.

World #2554098133741: A world once inhabited by an ancient civilisation and now preserved as a historical site, nature reserve and well-being retreat. It is famous for its relaxing hot springs, calming atmosphere and beautiful beaches.

It is a popular void-traveller destination, particularly among void missionaries as a place to rest and recuperate after difficult missions.

The Voidtrecker Express will spend three days here, arriving today and leaving on day twenty six of the month of Grasshopper. The dressing carriage is open for your convenience.


It is time for a holiday it seems!

Preparation

For those who go to explore the dressing carriage they will find a variety of beachwear and wetsuits. One cupboard has a pile of tents and groundsheets in all four team colours.

One cabinet is exclusively filled with beach towels, in a kaleidoscope of colours, designs and patterns. Another is filled with different shapes and sizes of plain towel dressing gowns. There is even a cabinet with buckets, spades and small rock-pooling nets.

It seems they are in for quite an adventure.

Arrival

"Shortly arriving on World #2554098133741. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

The train lurches and rattles as it leaves the void they will get a glimpse of silver-purple sky and a beautiful ocean below.

However some passengers might be a little more than distracted, one staring at that table for a second too long, another seeming lost in thought for a couple of seconds, a longer than normal pause in a sentence. They see a vision, a glimpse of a life that is not their own. Not all at once, but here and there as the train descends to the island.

But then it is gone and things are back to normal. Just in time, as they come to land.

Jema’grethy Island

The train has landed on a grassy ridge, overlooking a beautiful beach of white sand and the ocean beyond. It is warm, but not too hot, a cool ocean breeze cutting through the heat making it pleasant. Behind them is a grassy plain, changing to forest in the distance. There is the sound of birdsong in the purple sky. To the west the land is more craggy, the silhouette of a fortress in the distance. In a word, it is idylic. A sense of peace permeates the island.

A little more worrying is the volcano-like structure in the north. But even a quick glance will show it is not a typical volcano. There is no smoke and the liquid slowly running down it in rivulets is pink and blue.

Exploring the passengers will find beautiful beaches, ragged cliffs to walk and caves to explore. Where it is more craggy the beaches are made of pebbles- perfect for rock pooling.

The place has no people, but it is clearly maintained. The eastern beaches have racks of shallow boats, both canoes and one- or two-person sailing dinghies. There is also a small building in which scuba gear is stored, along with several waterproofed manuals and instructional literature.

Ruins of ancient houses are scattered across the island, but the main settlement is built into a rocky section in the north-west that has been secured with ropes and stairways cut into the cliffs, perfect for scrambles and hikes.

There are no living quarters, but there are sheltered sections with basic toilet facilities marked as camping grounds in five different sections of the island - by the hot springs, within the ruined fortress, beside the harbour, on the eastern beaches, and on the northern face of the mountain.

Hot Springs

To the west are the hot springs. They have both outdoor and indoor areas; the indoor areas being wooden loghouse saunas, changing rooms and storage sheds, whilst the outdoor areas are a tiered series of pools spilling down the side of the mountain and shaded by brightly flowering trees. The waters are hot, mineral-rich and soothing.

Perfect for overly stressed, world weary Void heroes...

(OOC: More setting information is here, please feel free to go wild with the setting and have a fun and relaxing time. You can use this post as a catch all for your holiday or make your own posts on [community profile] middleofsomewhere. More information about how the memory event is structured is here!)
sell_tickets: (Mischief?)

Re: Memory

[personal profile] sell_tickets 2020-08-23 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Rank?" he asked, confused. She felt more or less like a Landen. "you made the Offering?"
soldier_blade: (3-Kombatant/soldier)

Re: Memory

[personal profile] soldier_blade 2020-08-24 01:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"If by that you mean 'offering up individual freedoms and time allotted to my family', then yeah, I made it."

In truth, she had a strong suspicion that wasn't the case, not with out he put it, or the insistence on gender. But after some months of spending time with Cass, her sense of humor was rubbing off on her.

"Seriously though, we need to head out."
sell_tickets: (Mischief?)

Re: Memory

[personal profile] sell_tickets 2020-08-25 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
"The Offering to Darkness," he clarified, which did not clarify anything at all.


He bowed and nodded towards the exit. "After you."
soldier_blade: (mkX_smirk)

Re: Memory

[personal profile] soldier_blade 2020-08-25 12:52 pm (UTC)(link)
She wanted to make some joke about the Darkness being her superior officers, but she had a feeling it'd just go over her head. "No," She simply said. "I just happened to be the most experienced at leading the troops against enemies we only just managed to defeat."

She got off the train with him, her attention grabbed by their surroundings. Since her time on the Train, and except for the greenhouse, the only outside setting she'd seen were the caves or the interior of a building-nothing like this.

"Alright," She hefted her bag over her shoulder. "This is what I'd call a vacation spot."
sell_tickets: (Warlord of the Shadows?)

Re: Memory

[personal profile] sell_tickets 2020-08-25 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
He wanted to rail at whoever had lost that argument with her, but he knew there was no point. It was still difficult to bite back the words. So he simply nodded, and hoped that she'd attribute the sudden heat in the air around him to the opened door.