[Leia gives a bit of a wry smile at the comment about it being exciting.]
I imagine it is. Hopefully it continues to be the positive kind of exciting, at least.
With regards to what happened, it's best to begin at the beginning. On Poi 21, the Voidtrecker announced that it would be attempting to send those who wished to go home back to their original worlds. Or for some, to the other dimensional hubs they were brought to the train from. I imagine there was a great deal of thought put into it before that announcement, but for us it was quite sudden. Many of those aboard had been rather vocal about their desire to return home before that, of course, but there was nothing in the train's actions prior to that that suggested it was considering attempting it.
The next day, Poi 22, we arrived at a void platform and all those who wished to leave got off the train, many saying what they believed would be their final goodbyes to friends they'd made on their journey. I admit, I had something of a bad feeling about the whole thing, but not enough of one to try and stop anyone, and said a few goodbyes of my own. It turned out that I should have trusted that feeling though.
From my perspective- as someone who'd planned to stay on the train- the first sign that something was amiss happened when the train tried to leave the platform. It failed, apologized, and tried again. And that was the last any of us on board heard from the train for several days; it even stopped providing automated announcements for date changes and generic messages to providing feedback, which was very concerning. It kept lurching to one side over and over again during that time, as if it were stuck in a cycle of trying to reenter the void and failing. Sometimes we could see shadowy figured moving around on the platform outside, sometimes we could only see fog, but all contact was lost with those who weren't on board during that period.
Needless to say, tensions on board were high during those few days. None of us really had any idea what was going on, and we had little to no means of finding out, and the persistent lurching of the train made it difficult to rest or collect oneself properly. It wasn't until I spoke with a few others during that time that I found out some of those who hadn't planned on leaving also vanished from the train at the first initial lurch, though so perhaps I should consider myself lucky in that regard. We spent those days securing various supplies, and generally trying to plan and keep calm, with varying levels of success.
Then on Poi 26, the train finally seemed to break out of the cycle it was trapped in, and spoke again, letting us know it had been trying to retrieve those whose untetherings had obviously failed. It also provided us with instructions on anchoring, and that option became available on our SCAs. I spent the next few days acting as an anchor as much as possible and helped to rescue several of my friends and return them to the train. Then I spent the following few days after that dealing with the exhaustion that come with anchoring; which for better or worse seems to be becoming a trend with me.
[Leia thinks a moment.]
I think that covers everything, but if you have any questions about any of it, feel free to ask.
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I imagine it is. Hopefully it continues to be the positive kind of exciting, at least.
With regards to what happened, it's best to begin at the beginning. On Poi 21, the Voidtrecker announced that it would be attempting to send those who wished to go home back to their original worlds. Or for some, to the other dimensional hubs they were brought to the train from. I imagine there was a great deal of thought put into it before that announcement, but for us it was quite sudden. Many of those aboard had been rather vocal about their desire to return home before that, of course, but there was nothing in the train's actions prior to that that suggested it was considering attempting it.
The next day, Poi 22, we arrived at a void platform and all those who wished to leave got off the train, many saying what they believed would be their final goodbyes to friends they'd made on their journey. I admit, I had something of a bad feeling about the whole thing, but not enough of one to try and stop anyone, and said a few goodbyes of my own. It turned out that I should have trusted that feeling though.
From my perspective- as someone who'd planned to stay on the train- the first sign that something was amiss happened when the train tried to leave the platform. It failed, apologized, and tried again. And that was the last any of us on board heard from the train for several days; it even stopped providing automated announcements for date changes and generic messages to providing feedback, which was very concerning. It kept lurching to one side over and over again during that time, as if it were stuck in a cycle of trying to reenter the void and failing. Sometimes we could see shadowy figured moving around on the platform outside, sometimes we could only see fog, but all contact was lost with those who weren't on board during that period.
Needless to say, tensions on board were high during those few days. None of us really had any idea what was going on, and we had little to no means of finding out, and the persistent lurching of the train made it difficult to rest or collect oneself properly. It wasn't until I spoke with a few others during that time that I found out some of those who hadn't planned on leaving also vanished from the train at the first initial lurch, though so perhaps I should consider myself lucky in that regard. We spent those days securing various supplies, and generally trying to plan and keep calm, with varying levels of success.
Then on Poi 26, the train finally seemed to break out of the cycle it was trapped in, and spoke again, letting us know it had been trying to retrieve those whose untetherings had obviously failed. It also provided us with instructions on anchoring, and that option became available on our SCAs. I spent the next few days acting as an anchor as much as possible and helped to rescue several of my friends and return them to the train. Then I spent the following few days after that dealing with the exhaustion that come with anchoring; which for better or worse seems to be becoming a trend with me.
[Leia thinks a moment.]
I think that covers everything, but if you have any questions about any of it, feel free to ask.