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middleofsomewhere2021-04-10 06:25 am
voidtreckermods) wrote in middleofsomewhere2021-04-10 06:25 am
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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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Wormmon crawls into Ken-chan's lap, because the idea of being without Ken-chan is sad, and also to demonstrate that HE is the partner. Yes. It is HIM.
He's the partner!
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... Sometimes the basic one is the best. No need to get into the whole 'almost died twice' thing.
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That sounds SO COOL. Wormmon twists up to look at Ken. "Hey. Am I the Ken-chan guardian?"
"You guard me very well," Ken agrees, and Wormmon giggles. He's cool too!
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"Being a part of something feels good," says Wormmon, who likes the Togetherness. And he smiles at Otoha. Being together with this big man is nice too! Wormmon has not gotten to meet many human adults so it's been neat to see what grown-ups are like.
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He is not a good example, Wormmon. "... Partners, huh..." He's still turning that thought over in his head. "You're always there for each other, aren't you?"
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"We are," Ken affirms. Wormmon giggles, then blushes. But Ken looks a bit thoughtful, all the same.
Always there for each other....Wormmon has always been there for him, so he'd agreed. But - has he always been there for Wormmon? He's not sure he can say that.
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That's still weird to say, but maybe if he keeps saying it his heart will stop squeezing his chest.
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"I'm sorry."
He's not sure for what. But he's sorry anyway.
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"I don't mean to - sorry. I shouldn't have said anything."
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Losing people hurts. But that doesn't mean they can't have left you with good things, too. Wormmon bumps against his hand: you're thinking about your brother, but you're also - are you thinking about HIM, Ken-chan?! He's so happy.
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Wormmon cups his cheeks. He's never thought of himself that way, but Ken-chan is looking at him as if he agrees!
"I would still be alone if it weren't for you, Wormmon," Ken contributes. And Wormmon needs to support himself on the closest solid surface.
...Which is Otoha.
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"... It's good to see people like you in the world. There's... not enough. Too many people are a - are terrible." Gotta limit the swearing around Children.
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Otoha is lumping him in a category other than "terrible". Ken comes across as something other than "terrible", when he meets new people. Ken, trying nothing more than "to be Ken", is someone who can be accepted.
That's nice.
"I'm going to protect Ken-chan from the terrible people," Wormmon informs Otoha's leg. He had felt bad about leaning here, but then he got a pat, so now he is nuzzling. This is not as nice as nuzzling with Ken-chan but it is still pretty good.
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His gaze flicks back over to Ken. "I'm not the greatest at advice... in some ways I barely lived, myself. But I don't want kids to get stuck with nowhere to go but somewhere terrible."
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"Right," says Ken, and meets Otoha's eyes. He's dead serious.
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"....It's - improving."
"Good for everybody."
Wormmon is completely down for an awkward picnic between people whose lives are treating them more kindly lately.
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