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middleofsomewhere2021-04-10 06:25 am
voidtreckermods) wrote in middleofsomewhere2021-04-10 06:25 am
Entry tags:
- !event,
- alice liddell (am) [ou],
- cassie cage [ou],
- entrapta [ou],
- inigo [ou],
- kitty pryde [ou],
- koumyou sanzo [ou],
- lan sizhui [ou],
- lapis lazuli [crau],
- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- masumi sera [ou],
- najaran [ou],
- overlord zetta [crau],
- persephone [ou],
- ple two [ou],
- romeo [crau],
- seto kaiba [ou],
- sonya blade [ou],
- taiki [ou],
- thanatos [ou],
- trunks brief (future) [ou],
- yondu udonta [ou],
- ~x~adam parrish [ou],
- ~x~bucky barnes [crau],
- ~x~demyx [ou],
- ~x~kerry eurodyne [ou],
- ~x~mami tomoe [ou],
- ~x~merwen [ou],
- ~x~pepper potts [ou],
- ~x~raven [ou],
- ~x~ray [ou],
- ~x~senku ishigami [ou],
- ~x~steve rogers [ou],
- ~x~tony stark [ou],
- ~x~wen sizhui [au]
The Endless River
On the morning of day twenty one of the month of Kazoo there is a message on the ICP screens around the train. Their SCA's will light up the colour of the Void and show the following information.
On-board
The dressing carriage is open, filled with clothing best suited to a pleasant spring day. Light, airy and in a rainbow of joyful colours and florals. One closet is entirely filled with wide-brimmed hats bedecked with ribbons, feathers and ornaments. A stack of picnic baskets and containers filled with an alarming variety of passenger-suitable foodstuffs and flasked drinks sits in one corner, next to rolls of thick, weatherproof blankets in the four team colours.
The large box marked Do Not Use Yet, filled with small, empty jute bags, is hopefully still sat in the Luggage carriage, ready for passengers to grab handfuls of its contents as directed by the announcement.
Upon landing (after an appropriate countdown), the train remains on the surface, its carriages partially curved to form a gathering site for the day. Welcome to Tshering, the eighth void nexus!
A Day for Picnics
Tshering, system #398050, is a strange place, only habitable by grace of the passengers' SCAs. The sky is shot through with colours, a cascade of sunsets, and through it, the void shimmering through it in seams like a child's painting of the milky way. Still, there's a beauty to the chaotic mash of colours that soaks through its landscape, and in the shelter of the forests of towering funghi that dot its surface, the Void can go unseen by its visitors.
The temperature seems mild, suitable for the provided clothing, and if there are weather patterns around the world they've taken the day off. The funghi are sturdy enough that what air flow there is doesn't disturb their stalks, and carved grooves and holds in some of the larger examples indicate that climbing them to sit atop their glowing crowns is eminently possible, and, in fact, encouraged.
the Endless River
The Endless River is a font of pure chaos, flowing from a multitude of small rivulets across the area to a central reservoir, from which it pours directly upwards, away from Tshering's surface and out of sight, beyond the world's atmosphere.
Anything bagged and placed within the Endless River will also flow upwards and soon be out of sight, passing, presumably, into the Void. Scattered across the surface of Tshering are small, glittering pebbles, as described in the announcement.
The stones are pleasantly cool to the touch, and all passengers need to do is feel. Messages can be in any form that the Voidtreckers wish. Perhaps words, perhaps feelings, perhaps an image from their mind into the stone. Perhaps a mixture. Once they begin their message the stone will glow slightly and continue to glow as they secure it in the bag and cast it into the river. They will feel, almost instinctively, that they need to focus as they do so, thinking of the person they wish to reach all the while.
There are plenty of bags and many more stones; passengers will not be limited in their sendings.
World #398050 is a void nexus known locally as Tshering. As a void nexus this world has strong links with the void and the connection through worlds. World #398050 is home to the Endless River. Legends speak of this river being powerful enough to send thoughts from one heart to another across any distance. All that is needed is for you to know who it is you wish to reach.
On-board
The dressing carriage is open, filled with clothing best suited to a pleasant spring day. Light, airy and in a rainbow of joyful colours and florals. One closet is entirely filled with wide-brimmed hats bedecked with ribbons, feathers and ornaments. A stack of picnic baskets and containers filled with an alarming variety of passenger-suitable foodstuffs and flasked drinks sits in one corner, next to rolls of thick, weatherproof blankets in the four team colours.
The large box marked Do Not Use Yet, filled with small, empty jute bags, is hopefully still sat in the Luggage carriage, ready for passengers to grab handfuls of its contents as directed by the announcement.
Upon landing (after an appropriate countdown), the train remains on the surface, its carriages partially curved to form a gathering site for the day. Welcome to Tshering, the eighth void nexus!
A Day for Picnics
Tshering, system #398050, is a strange place, only habitable by grace of the passengers' SCAs. The sky is shot through with colours, a cascade of sunsets, and through it, the void shimmering through it in seams like a child's painting of the milky way. Still, there's a beauty to the chaotic mash of colours that soaks through its landscape, and in the shelter of the forests of towering funghi that dot its surface, the Void can go unseen by its visitors.
The temperature seems mild, suitable for the provided clothing, and if there are weather patterns around the world they've taken the day off. The funghi are sturdy enough that what air flow there is doesn't disturb their stalks, and carved grooves and holds in some of the larger examples indicate that climbing them to sit atop their glowing crowns is eminently possible, and, in fact, encouraged.
the Endless River
The Endless River is a font of pure chaos, flowing from a multitude of small rivulets across the area to a central reservoir, from which it pours directly upwards, away from Tshering's surface and out of sight, beyond the world's atmosphere.
Anything bagged and placed within the Endless River will also flow upwards and soon be out of sight, passing, presumably, into the Void. Scattered across the surface of Tshering are small, glittering pebbles, as described in the announcement.
The stones are pleasantly cool to the touch, and all passengers need to do is feel. Messages can be in any form that the Voidtreckers wish. Perhaps words, perhaps feelings, perhaps an image from their mind into the stone. Perhaps a mixture. Once they begin their message the stone will glow slightly and continue to glow as they secure it in the bag and cast it into the river. They will feel, almost instinctively, that they need to focus as they do so, thinking of the person they wish to reach all the while.
There are plenty of bags and many more stones; passengers will not be limited in their sendings.
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It's wise to warn her off before she suddenly explodes like a volatile word grenade and covers all her surroundings with unwanted discourse.
"How did you get a CureMo? Were you prophesied to have it? Given it as part of a deal? Found it?"
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“I wonder, though... I don’t think the train could get one because of what it does, but maybe I could request one...”
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Who even did invent such a device?
"...Wait, did you meet Trunks?" She remembers something that he'd said before. "He's a friend of mine!"
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Of course, Entrapta mentioning Trunks caused her to blush and grin sheepishly. "I, ah... met Trunks. He, uh... helped me... when the demons got ahold of me."
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Which is a real win in his corner. But she forges on.
"Even if there's a book or a schematic, that could create a real solid understanding of how it works! Not that I think I could ever build a device like that-" boy does she wish she could, though. Not even so she could use it! She just wants to create it. "-But I've been trying to build a better unified understanding of the shared magical properties between worlds. That way people on the train could build more unique items with magical compatibility. Our own stuff! That doesn't rely on universal constraints when we order things."
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Listening to Entrapta’s talk, she begins to ponder a bit before an idea comes to her head.
“Ah! Of course! I totally forgot! The iMog!” Nozomi said. “It was an electronic and magic pad that we were given on Valkuntha in place of our powers. After awhile, we were about to modify the system so we could use our abilities and even pass them on! It didn’t come with me, but I could request it!”
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She finds a sandwich cut into quarters, and situates it so she feels like she has four tiny sandwiches.
"I love seeing how people become so unique! Knowing how some of these abilities work could help people with some disadvantages find new advantages to work with." Sometimes you can't fix what's wrong, but you can give someone something else to hold them together. Hordak was the one who showed her that.
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She nibbled on another sandwich after saying that she isn’t sure why she said it like that, thought it’s most likely out of uncertainty.
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She extends a 'hand', or rather a lock of her hair in the shape of a hand, to shake.
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"You probably don't have any friends from home here, either?"
She's not terribly upset about it, it doesn't create a giant void inside of her. The only one she wishes were here, honestly, is Hordak because then she would know he was okay. But the rest of her friends back home? They have things to do, but it would be nice to see them.
She spent so long alone that she didn't realize that it would be nice to have people. And now she's having to make all new ones, ones who aren't familiar with her home.
"Well, that's okay. You'll have to tell me more about your world! The world your original came from, and the place that copied you."
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Hearing her suggest that she tell her about her worlds does make her feel better, though. Someone to know where she came from.
“That sounds like an awesome idea! Should I talk now or wait?”
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Collecting rocks, and maybe talking to a couple of people. Jack and Rich. And part of her would like to put that off for a while. That situation is extremely complicated.
She'd rather hear neat things about someone else's world for a little bit. It's relaxing.
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"Ahh, the world my real self came from is Earth. A lot of people come from Earth, actually, but mine's a little different. There's magical worlds, kingdoms even, hidden away from the normal world and when trouble arises, we Pretty Cure are usually called on to help reverse the damage done."
She shrugged a little bit. "Earth is pretty mundane, actually. The magic we use is just confined to us and a few other creatures."
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She wonders how it lines up with Etheria, actually. Like their Kingdoms but hidden and secret. She's still not sure about Earth. She hasn't even seen any of the movies in the Cinema car.
She probably should, just to learn.
"And how do you access the magical worlds?"
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"What's the Prism Flower do? Besides connect the Kingdoms?"
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