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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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Peter's not going to complain when he has the option to not wear a polo and has changed into something much lighter It's not his usual style but he'll live with it.
"Will the train just let us keep these? I prefer this to the polos." He says to whoever is close by. Then he messes with his curls-his hair's getting long again.
{ I Never Meant to be Your Problem Child }
Send a message to the great beyond huh? Peter's excitement has washed away and he's left staring at the beautiful river flowing. He's settled on the river bank and hold a stone in his hand, watching it glitter. He know exactly who he wants to send a message to and lets out a sigh.
"Uh... Hey Uncle Ben. It's uh-it's Peter." Is he supposed to do this out loud? It feels a little like sitting front of a grave stone. He's not sure he likes it. "I uh-I owe you an apology-for that night. Um... I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. I'm doing better-May's doing-she's-she's great. We both miss you-a lot. Life's been crazy lately. I uh-I got to meet Tony Stark. Like-actually meet him-he looks out for me with the super hero stuff-oh yeah, I'm a superhero now-turns out that Spider bite gave me super powers so that was-unexpected."
"I think about what you said that night a lot-about what my dad used to say. I've been really vigilant about not shirking my responsibilities-always to help people when they need it. I guess I don't really know what else to say other than-you know, I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean to yell like that and-and you didn't deserve that-you and May took such good care of me and I shouldn't have said those things." He sniffles and wipes his nose with his free hand before securing the stone in the bag and throwing it into the river, tossing it hard just to see how far he can throw it and thinking about times he'd skip rocks with Ben by the Hudson.
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It was weird. Still she hung around the river, always more comfortable watching others before trying things herself. And so it was that she saw Peter and heard...
Ben? His dead uncle? This river could send messages to the dead as well?
Cautiously cautiously. She moved closer to him.
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"Hey. what's up, Buttercup?" He greets her like normal. "Got someone to send a message to? I'm thinking about sending one to Ned. He'd be flipping out over this place."
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She shrugged, "I should be telling people I did no be running away."
It's just a lot to explain, in a rock. "You should be sending one to Ned if you do be wanting to."
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"I wouldn't even know where to start. There's so much I wanna tell him but also just sending a message isn't enough if he can't respond. It's more than wanting to tell him something-I want to see his reaction-get his opinions, you know?" he pauses a moment and shakes the thought out.
"I am thinking about sending one to my parents though, I don't know if it would work since I didn't-I mean I barely remember them."
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But maybe it would make Peter feel better to try... Or it might make him feel worse. It was often hard to tell with Peter.
cw: mentions of parental death
That's part of the pain of losing your parents young-you don't really know them. He kinda remember what they look like and if he concentrates he can even sort of remember their voices but he didn't get to know them-he didn't get to know their likes or dislikes all he knows are the things he's been told and it's not the same.
"It'd be nice to know what they were like, you know? I mean-I know what May and Ben have told me and things people who claim to have met them have said but that's always gonna be different."
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She wondered what hers had been like. She hopes they weren't stupid people even if they were stupid enough to be dead now or to have given her and her sister away.
"You can just be saying that. Be saying you do be wishing you did be knowing about them. You do be being good at talking so I do be thinking you can be thinking of a message."
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Now he's completely off topic but it's nice to move away from the heavy subject of his his parents for a moment. "Sorry, I'm putting way too much thought in to this."
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She wrinkled her nose. "I could be sending them a message, and I could be telling them about you because then you do no be needing to be being awkward."
It was always weird to talk about yourself, even to a rock sending a message to your dead parents.