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middleofsomewhere2021-04-10 06:25 am
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Entry tags:
- !event,
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- inigo [ou],
- kitty pryde [ou],
- koumyou sanzo [ou],
- lan sizhui [ou],
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- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- masumi sera [ou],
- najaran [ou],
- overlord zetta [crau],
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- 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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"So we need to think carefully about the wording of the message. Madoka helped me with one for my parents. She said that encouraging and positive was best. I just said that I loved them, and I wanted them to always remember that they taught me well."
Kyoko's situation, she knows, is more complicated. "Did you...start on one yet? I can't imagine how hard it is..."
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Everything about this situation makes Kyoko feel like she's back where she was a year ago. She feels exposed in a way she doesn't entirely know what to handle. (And she looks raw. She's cleaned up a bit, but there's still evidence in the red of her eyes and a soft rasp to her voice that she's cried.)
She won't deny that she needs the help -- or that she wants... Mami's help. She isn't even going to fight it. This just... isn't something she can do on her own. Even if she knows, later, she'll have to work overtime to pay Mami back.
And she knows Mami would insist that she doesn't have to. But Kyoko knows Mami, too. Knows she's putting on her senpai face because this shit is hard, and it's awkward, and it's the way Mami knows how to help. And she knows that it takes its toll. Madoka helped her already, and Kyoko doesn't know how much help she herself would be if she tried, anyway, as deep in her own head as she is right now. But that's why Kyoko will pay her back later, when it comes to the things she can do.
Making up for where each other fall short, just like Mami told her. Even if it wasn't... the Mami standing right in front of her that said it.
"Kind of." Kyoko sticks her hands in the pockets of her overalls. "I wasn't sure if I was going to at all, at first. But Yondu talked me into it." That's... simplifying it. And she isn't trying to hide it, just... It's a lot. This whole thing has been a lot. "I've... got one for my mom. And for Momo. But there still are... two more. But I can't figure out what to say." To her father. To Sayaka.
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"Maybe it doesn't have to be words at all. Maybe...whatever you feel for them is enough, just for them to feel it from you one more time."
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Sayaka... Kyoko thinks -- that's probably the better option for Sayaka. That's part of the problem, isn't it? She doesn't know how to put words to most of these feelings. But, maybe, if she just put those feelings into the rock, then... There won't be any chance for any words to get in the way, for her to muddle up her meaning.
Kyoko nods, "Mm," confirmation. Yeah. That... She'll do that for Sayaka. She's decided now.
But her father...
Kyoko bites her lower lip and, after a long moment, decides... to try to put words to this. She's already cried on Yondu today after telling him about her family. What's one more hard, awkward thing?
"My father..." Still, even with her mind made up, she hesitates. "I never really told you what happened, huh. Maybe... Some day, I'll tell you everything." It feels like it's probably unfair, to tell someone else and not Mami. If anyone deserves to hear it, it's Mami. But she doesn't think she's up to going through it again. "But, my father... I think he really hated me, in the end."
And she has to pause after saying that, because -- She... She doesn't think she's actually said it out loud before. And it kind of chokes her up a little bit. She has to clear her throat to keep going.
"So I guess that's... part of why I'm stuck. I don't know... if he'd even want to hear anything I had to say, or know whatever I feel. You know? I don't want to..." Here, words fail her, and she falters again. "He already had a lot on his mind. I don't want... to add to that. One more thing, and from someone he hated." Even now, she doesn't want to burden him.