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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] middleofsomewhere2020-11-13 04:28 am
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Not with a Bang Start and Ongoing

"Good Morning passengers. Today is day seven of the month of Imagination." The voice echoes through the train as passengers wake up in their beds. Not long afterwards their SCA’s glow with the colour of the void and a holographic image will appear.

Preperation

They have about an hour to prepare, a little less than usual but perhaps expected, given the urgency of the task.

The cupboards in the dressing room are open to reveal rows of tents, in all four team colours as well as some basic camp cooking equipment. They are in bags that should be easy enough to carry.

"Shortly arriving on System #6416. All passengers get ready to disembark. Next stop world 6416. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." The train rocks and lurches, bright colours of the void filling the space and then fading as they fly downwards towards a very green landscape.

Arrival and Initial Task

The train lands in a clearing, curving round in an attempt to fit. Once everyone who wishes to disembark has done it flies back into the air, vanishing from sight.

The air is heavy and humid, though it is not currently raining. The clearing is open to the sky and looking up will reveal a worrying sight. The sky is an angry red colour, colours shifting as if the clouds themselves were on fire. It's an unnerving sight.

Their SCA's show three points, one Orange, One purple and one that is half blue and half red. The three control centres. Each are a few hours treck through the jungle and it certainly feels like there is no time to waste.

Those that don't want to treck through the forest can start setting up camp, though the darkening sky might be a little distracting. As time goes on flecks of fire drift down, though they extinguish before hitting the forest floor.

Orange are to travel to the north, Purple to the south and Blue and Red must travel together to the west. Each route takes them through thick and unrelenting jungle. Flying is difficult here unless you can get up past the canopy layer, which means vision of the ground is severely hampered.

The control stations themselves are half buried in vines and require cutting into. If voidtreckers are unlucky they will meet their first security robots here, firing on the intruders. They might even meet their first giant Armadillos, the creatures are curious and may wish to investigate. They are not helpful or constructive to trying to power up the stations and prevent the destruction of the planet.

The control stations are simple enough to operate, but there's quite a lot that needs to be done in way of repairs and clearing. It will take a team effort to get it in working enough order to activate the shield.

The shield itself, when it is activated, is mostly invisible but there is a loud humming sound. The meteor, which has gotten more visible throughout the five hours, hits the shield and splinters, fire enveloping the whole sky. It is visibly terrifying, but no fire falls to earth, no rocks get through, the planet is safe.

Ongoing

Once the planet is safe the voidtreckers deserve a rest. But once the next morning dawns it is time to start with their next tasks, to make sure that this planet stays safe from future threats.

Red

The robots at the control stations are not the only malfunctioning security robots around. They roam the jungle, or are more often stranded in the jungle, powering up only when faced with a new threat.

Some are benign, terraforming machines whose only crime is using up precious power. These need to be dismantled so that power can be saved for the shield system. Others are security robots that will attack the intruders to the planet.

Though the machines are scattered they are often obvious, emitting warning alarms or flashing lights. Their SCA's will show some areas where there are larger clusters but machines can be found anywhere.

Purple

Their SCA's are filled with hundreds of purple dots, each a solar stations that needs cleared and brought back online. It's not the most glamourous job, the stations are deep in the jungle, the treck is difficult and most of the work needed is weed clearing.

But once the weeds have been cut away they will need to patch up the station, doing basic maintenance to get it back online. In some cases wires need to be patched back together but it shouldn't take any great feats of engineering to get the stations up and running.

They may run into some of the security automatons, needing to fight their way into the stations before they can begin the clean up operations.

Orange

Like the red team their SCA will show areas where there are clusters of the small insectoid automatons that need to be rescued and restored. However they can be found anywhere throughout the jungle, they are not too suited for the terrain outside of the stations and so they have gotten tangled in vines. They can be found powered down, stranded and in dire need of maintenance.

Tools and spare parts can be found in many of the solar stations that purple team have been locating. Actually repairing the robots takes some engineering knowledge but once they are restored they will go about their tasks in the stations. They will need help getting to the further flung stations as well as the main control centres.

They are very basic in design and follow pre programmed instructions rather than being able to hear and listen to orders. But once in the correct place they are very effective at their job.

Blue

Once the shield is up there is a faint humming that can be heard throughout the jungle if they listen closely and find it among the sound of rain and insects. But once they hear it, it is obvious where it is louder and more prominent.

Their SCA will pin point some of the larger control boxes but there are truthfully too many to show on a map. Not all of them have attracted Violet Pandas, but many of them have.

They are curious creatures, both of the power boxes and the voidtreckers. They are protective of each other but not so much of territory and therefore it is not difficult to move them on. Keeping them away is another matter, the power humming is interesting and they will unearth wires and chew through them. It doesn't seem to do them much harm, there is clearly safety stops in the system for such eventualities. It does however cut power off to entire solar stations and require a lot of patch work.

Good luck voidtreckers!
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[personal profile] happyends 2020-12-04 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ For a moment Madoka wonders if they're just watching here as Katsuya is slowly getting bitten.

That would be pretty awkward.

But no, it seems things are ending up better than that for now. Thankfully. Madoka lets out a slight sigh of relief when she sees the panda is just licking him. Unless it's just tasting Katsuya to prepare for its feast-- ]


Yeah, they're more interested in you than the food.. Maybe we should try to gather some fruits or something like that. [ Everyone likes fruit, right? ]
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[personal profile] xue_yang 2020-12-04 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's a type of cultivation that I can use. I can control resentful energy and use it against others. A lot of that involves creating and using fierce corpses and the dead to fight." It's greatly frowned upon on his world and not many people have the ability to use it, or the desire. But Xue Yang found this kind of cultivation fascinating and enjoys using it.
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[personal profile] unfavorableinstigation 2020-12-04 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[The answer successfully makes Nita smile, all the same.]

That is good.

[And then Inigo explains further, and her expression changes to one of real sympathy.]

Ouch. And you just know that, the one day you do sleep through it all-

[Is the day something is Wrong. Anxiety or just visionary hunch, she's been in that situation before and it sucks, worse than just the lack of sleep.]

... This may sound weird, but: have you talked to Eva?

[Nita's been on the train long enough to have heard of Princess and his Sleep shenanigans, at this point.]
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[personal profile] light_of_willpower 2020-12-04 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Trunks blushed, but continued to nuzzle her neck affectionately. Arms still around her, he tightened his hug. Then stood, picked her up, and spun her around playfully.
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no worries

[personal profile] its_dad_sanzo 2020-12-05 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure you will, it's very distinctive and the train isn't that big," Koumyou assures him, about seeing the priest in his proper attire.

"I haven't met her, no. Maybe someday!"
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[personal profile] its_dad_sanzo 2020-12-05 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
Koumyou trailed along behind him, apparently having decided the game's not quite over, yet.

Or he just wants to punch more robots.

Both?

Both.

"Dignity is highly overrated, I threw mine away a long time ago and I'm much happier for it!"
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[personal profile] nutkrusher 2020-12-05 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
Cassie lets forth a delighted gasp as she's picked up and starts to laugh as she's spun around. She bends her knees to pick her feet off the ground, enjoying the feeling of weightlessness in his arms.
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[personal profile] its_dad_sanzo 2020-12-05 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Right!" Koumyou agreed cheerfully, giving the sutra on one of his bony shoulders a pat, if just for comedic effect.

"So, what sort of trouble have you found out there in the jungle so far? Anything exciting?"
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[personal profile] light_of_willpower 2020-12-05 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
That delighted gasp made him grin, and his heart flutter a bit. It had been a whim, but now Trunks was glad he'd done this. Eventually he stopped, but just kept holding her in that close embrace. Savoring.
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[personal profile] nutkrusher 2020-12-05 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
She starts to pull away, ever so slightly, as she slows to a stop. Because she wants to look into his eyes now, and have him look into hers. He'll see the stars in them well enough in that shared gaze.

For all of three seconds, anyway. Because she just can't stand to look at him that long without kissing him. Not when she's feeling this giddy inside.
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It's alright!

[personal profile] swansongs 2020-12-05 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay." He still wasn't 100% convinced, but he figured Roland was the one who knew about tents, so he was probably right.

He laughed. "That sounds terrible. And it'd probably happen to me." He wouldn't be surprised, at least.
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[personal profile] gundamofthedesert 2020-12-05 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
If Quatre relied solely on appearance, he might have thought that about Senku as well. But his space heart picking up on the feelings of others, especially strong ones, he didn't sense any of those feelings.

"Oh, that's good. They clearly knew how to manage even without agriculture or other technologies that you brought. Having that as a starting place is definitely good."
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[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2020-12-05 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Is it the kind where you peel off the back?"

Wormmon knows how that kind works! It's a little tricky given what he's got in ways of, ah, limbs, but he'll figure out a way to handle it if it's for Ken-chan.
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[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2020-12-05 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Ken's touched by the offer, so he nods. "If it's not too much trouble."

Fortunately, he mostly looks okay. A few cuts where the legs dug in, but nothing that time won't heal.

Slight trickle of blood behind his ear, though.
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[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2020-12-05 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Ken had started his sentence with "if"...

"Ah--"

But there he goes. Wormmon and Ken exchange a look. Wormmon does his best to give a bug shrug. Some people just like to be grumpy!
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[personal profile] forleaving 2020-12-05 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
Adam considered that for a moment, his brow furrowing. "Is that how being dead works where you're from?" Dead was just...dead, to him. There was nothing that came after, and he wasn't particularly religious; he didn't really believe in a heaven or a hell.

"What's the Soul Society?" Besides a potentially great name for a band.
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[personal profile] gundamofthedesert 2020-12-05 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure people would think that our war was strange, if only because it was being fought with giant robots. No one else I've met so far as done that." Other than that, he hadn't had too much of a problem with people thinking that his world was strange.

"Hmm... that is a good philosophy on that, taking the chance to do something you don't normally do." Of course, he was the same way, he rarely let himself relax completely even if he didn't seem particularly stressed. War and owning his family's business.
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[personal profile] bloomingblossom 2020-12-05 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
"... I'm not sure?" Tsubomi replies, sounding uncertain. "I've never actually seen one in person. On television they've always seemed about the same height as people."
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[personal profile] deferences 2020-12-05 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Of course not the jar! Sizhui snorts, lifts a hand to cover his smile then lowers it again after he's reeled himself in. “You really did make good use of all parts of the bear, huh?”

Unfortunately, he hasn't got a brush he could offer because if he did, he would've handed it over by now.
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[personal profile] feixuehua 2020-12-05 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks for the water, Ichigo." Twist the cap of the water bottle open, he took a drink to help himself cool down, and then cupping a hand, he tips the bottle over to pour water, so he could cover the pandas a drink. He can feel their tongues lapping up the water.

"Poor things, they must be feeling very hot. Or not. I'm not used to the heat of the jungle, but maybe they do."
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[personal profile] feixuehua 2020-12-05 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't mind at all." So, like a good patient, he sat still. He can hear her movements as she kneels, feeling her fingers on his wrist. He sat quietly, not saying a word, and let her do her job. She'll find that his pulse is strong and steady, so he is fine.

When she finished and he doesn't feel her anymore, "How was it?"
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[personal profile] achickenformylove 2020-12-05 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure they do other things besides making ropes, but that would be one of the tasks that they would do during the course of a day."

WangJi wouldn't expect making rope to be a particularly exciting job, but since everyone always needed rope, someone to made it would never be short on customers.

"I'm sure if they have been doing it for a long time, they can make rope very quickly."
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[personal profile] showmeyourbraveheart 2020-12-05 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
That got Taichi to nod. "Yeah, actually," he said. "That's pretty much how we got our hands on any food to begin with when I first journeyed with Agumon."

"I remember the time we found a refridgerator full of eggs!" Agumon chimed in.

"Eh heh... I'm not sure that counts as 'foraging', Agumon..."
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[personal profile] consider8 2020-12-05 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Eight frowned at that. There was something about how humans 'healed' that really bothered her...]

Inigo... what happens when you crush your arm? Or your leg? Or your chest? What do you feel?

[She meant literally, thought the point might have been lost on his one braincell.]
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[personal profile] consider8 2020-12-05 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Eight continued to eat, both for Romeo's sake, but also for her own -- she was legitimately famished! "So, what have you been doing? Staying close to the tents? Helping out with the cooking?"

There question was a conversation starter more than anything. Though he may have been a divine weapon, Eight couldn't help but see him as a young boy trying his best to make a contribution for everyone. And you know, that was enough, really.