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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!
namethattune: (Lost in my train of thoughts)

[personal profile] namethattune 2020-11-17 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Siebren pauses and considers the possibility.]

That...may work.

[Sometimes the simplest solutions are indeed the best.]

Though if you have extras, perhaps we should make sure everyone has one before augmenting mine.
blitzcheer: (who needs an old man?)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-11-18 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
It'll be fine! Unless you want to start asking the whole train. [ Hah! ] --but I know Glor was talking about bringing more. So did Roland, I bet-- Purple's leads, [ he says after a beat, realising Siebren probably only recognises one of those names. ]

Plus I asked a few other people to bring spares too. [ But here, he holds his right hand out, and after a second-- poof!, out appears a tent still in its bag. A blue tent. He moves it to hold the top in both of his hands. ]

How's the mission been going for you anyway, gramps? You know much 'bout wiring? Or you helping out with the pandas and those rolling things?
namethattune: (The opposite of falling)

[personal profile] namethattune 2020-11-19 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
[The information is welcome, if only for future reference - that taking extra to help others is not only permitted but standard practice. A change from his usual team dynamics, but a welcome one.]

If anyone asks, I will send them your way.

[He moves to help Tidus pitch the tent, then pauses and gives him a look.]

[Gramps. Gramps.]

[...kids these days, honestly.]

[But he sighs and lets it go - it likely was not meant as an insult, and it would be counterproductive at best for him to take it as one, especially as Tidus is currently helping him solve his tent dilemma.]


Well enough. I am no engineer, but I know enough about robotics to perform basic troubleshooting, and that seems to be all the robots need so far.

What about you? Have you wrestled any giant armadillos yet?

[It's a complete shot in the dark, but Tidus seems the type.]
blitzcheer: (hand onnnn HIP!!!!)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-11-19 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Looks, what looks, Tidus is too busy taking out the tent from its bag, finding the folded poles and starting to click it into place. He's done this a few times now!! ...and this is the easy part.

The idea of armadillo wrestling does get a scoff out of him though. ]


Wha, those things? Maybe if one of them wanted my food. All they wanna do is sleep or get real flashy at you. You seen that? [ He gestures over himself, towards his back. ] They get all...coloured when you annoy them. Which happens. I keep thinkin' they're big rocks when they're curled up.

[ Which isn't to say he tried sitting on a few, but. ]

Other than that whole meteorite threat though, we're doing pretty good! You're lucky, we aren't usually this close together.
namethattune: (Last night I had the strangest dream)

[personal profile] namethattune 2020-11-19 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
[He joins in, though he does not quite keep up with Tidus' pace. Pitching his initial tent had been an exercise in trial and error, and he is not exactly practiced.]

[He listens to Tidus' answer and looks up when he puts the pieces together.]


What did you do?

[Annoying the armadillos and mistaking them for rocks...something must have happened.]
blitzcheer: (bluh bluh dad sucks)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-11-19 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Uhhh, you know- just kind of uh, knocked into them.

[ Yes.

That's it. ]


No problem, I've messed with bigger. World I'm from's got uglier fiends than them! [ --oh ] Not that I hurt them. They still rolled away fine!
namethattune: (...I'm not gonna be Mercy)

[personal profile] namethattune 2020-11-19 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Siebren pauses in putting together tent poles and simply looks at Tidus, expression flat. Tidus may have missed his earlier look, but hopefully a longer pause will get the point across.]

I am sure the armadillos enjoyed the experience.

[Dry as the desert. He may be slightly concerned about the armadillos now.]
blitzcheer: (pouty times are here)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-11-19 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wow, he absolutely got that look that. That judgment!! That unfair adult judgment!! ]

I didn't attack them! I just sat on them! [ A sputter- ] I didn't even get to do that before they knocked me over!

[ A loooong line of a frown, and Tidus finishes up the first tent pole, putting it aside. ]

How'm I supposed to know they're not rocks? Everythin' looks the same 'round here.
namethattune: (The opposite of falling)

[personal profile] namethattune 2020-11-19 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Much as he'd love to meet rudeness with flippancy, it's a question that deserves actual thought, and Siebren pauses to give it just that.]

You could check around the base to see if the foliage has been recently disturbed, or you could look to see if there is a distinctive curl or crease from its shell, or you could observe it for a few seconds to see if it is breathing.

[...admittedly, the last one got a bit flippant. He's allowed.]

There is always a way to answer your questions, and a few seconds' observation could save you embarrassment or injury.
blitzcheer: (guhhh just GUHH)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-11-19 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ What a far more serious answer than anything his grumbling was expecting. Or can even appreciate, given what he gets for it. ]

Thanks, I'll be sure to check everythin' for a pulse.

[ Sheesh, so serious. Tidus is shifting the tent itself to search for the sides where the actual poles are meant to go into, knocking out of the way the strings where the hooks will go into last. ]

You got anything good for hammering?
namethattune: (Been a hell of a ride)

[personal profile] namethattune 2020-11-19 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Somehow, he is unsurprised that Tidus is also a complete smartass. Ah, well.]

[He joins Tidus in straightening out the tent, figuring that specific parts will be easier to find if it is neatly laid out.]


I do not. Perhaps there is a convenient rock nearby - one without a pulse.

[He is absolutely smirking.]
blitzcheer: (name the game)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-11-20 02:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well look who else has a pulse on him. ]

Hah hah. [ Flat, but actually amused as he has a tug of a smile back. ] I'll go look for one then, so you don't exhaust yourself! Don't wanna be checking on your pulse next, gramps.

[ For the cheek that comes with the guy, standing up, there is no negative connotations that translate with the title. It's no different to a younger man calling an older guy pops. Informal, but neutral.

(Except Siebren is a total gramps, and so therefore: gramps.)

But if there's anything Siebren doesn't want to immediately add or comment on, Tidus will go to another passenger, coming back with...an axe.

close enough ]
namethattune: (...I'm not gonna be Mercy)

[personal profile] namethattune 2020-11-21 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Siebren just gives him that same look - it seems he can hardly go five seconds in this conversation without doing that, and yet Tidus persists - and lets it go. There is something to be said for choosing one's battles, and this one is not worth it.]

[He has several poles assembled by the time Tidus comes back with an axe, of all things, and this time he cannot keep his mouth shut.]


I believe that is the opposite of what you were looking for.
blitzcheer: (ummmooo)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-11-21 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
You wanna make a hammer? [ Tidus isn't even fazed this time. It's almost homely, this kind of old man nagging he's receiving! Takes it in stride as he explains: ] I'll knock it in with the side or handle, then finish the job by bashing it down ways. Whatever works.

[ 'Down ways' would be the way he holds it upside down, the blunt top shown. Shrugs in tone as he kneels back down. ]

And if it doesn't work, I'll find a rock! [ A beat, and Tidus grins, mouth tugging to a side. ] Or how about a robo-arm? I got a few of those, and those bug-bots.
namethattune: (Lost in my train of thoughts)

[personal profile] namethattune 2020-11-23 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
[It would be a solid plan were it not for the naked blade involved.]

Perhaps you could wrap the head with something, to prevent an accident if the blade slips. We do not want to have to replace one of your arms with a robotic one.

[...wait.]

Also, if you do have some of the drones orange team has been tasked to repair, please leave them with me.
blitzcheer: (falling into pieces)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-11-23 01:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ WHAT A BOOREEE, SIEBREN.

Which Tidus would have a few things (and enact) about getting a metal arm, but his brow lifts to the request, and he smiles a little even. ]


Sure, no problem! You need any of the tools too? Wait, I shoved some...

[ Putting the blade down, he holds out his arms band hand to the side, eyes closing and in a second of concentration--a blue suitcase appears, just as one would find in the luggage car. Bulky with bits pointing into the fabric, Tidus opens it up, and inside are: a lot of tiny robots, a lot of robot limbs, and a continuous mayhem of machiney things.

'Take everything not nailed down' indeed. ]


Take what you want, [ Tidus says, shifting the suitcase to face Siebren by an inch (very helpful!!), looking inside at the bits and bobs himself. Reconsidering as he goes on, actually- ] I can leave this with you and take them back later. Their stations are fixed up, so we just need them doing and everything'll be done.
namethattune: (Still alive and teaching math at Yale)

[personal profile] namethattune 2020-11-26 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[He blinks as the suitcase pops out of the arms band, and again as it opens to reveal its robotic bounty. It seems Tidus has been busy already.]

Thank you. I will...update you in the morning, then.

[He floats the suitcase away from the tents - may as well keep their workspace relatively uncluttered for now.]
blitzcheer: (wagwag dog noises idk)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-11-28 10:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Um.

Excuse you.

Excuse you?

Excuse you. 'Floats the suitcase away'???

That is absolutely going to have Tidus staring, not moving to do anything else immediately. Ohh no- ]


Yo, how're you doing that? That magic?

[ Tidus looks curious, interested - mostly surprised. Grandpa can do tricks? ]
namethattune: (Been a hell of a ride)

[personal profile] namethattune 2020-11-29 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
[He looks at Tidus and quirks an eyebrow. The surprise is telling.]

Consider it a unique ability.

[What, like it's hard?]
blitzcheer: (know what that means?)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-12-01 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Cool! [ Even if the old guy's a sassy thing, Tidus isn't going to deny that it's cool. But also- ]

Looks like I know who to grab if I want some heavy lifting done! I'll remember.