A station built between worlds, a conductor/Driver brought from the precipice of death. what could go wrong?
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The Engine of possibilities (Trains System x Multiverse)
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You know, waking up in a random ass warehouse after i clearly remember getting blown up by a water heater i was fixing was sorta not the most weirdest thing I've experienced to be honest.
sure this is some interdimensional type level of fuckery, but i think getting flashed by a homeless hooker screaming that he, and yes i said 'He', was sexy takes the number one spot.
But i digress, getting back to the topic at hand i had stood up and dusted myself off. The soft echo of me doing so and the dim darkness that enshrouded the warehouse pretty much being the only thing i could point out as i briefly looked around.
there were also a few shadows of large objects i could make out with the help of the dim moonlight coming through the window, but besides that nothing else much.
i couldn't tell were i was standing though and if i was close to a wall or not which sucked total ass. i really didn't want to be stumbling around this warehouse without knowing what was where.
[Hello User!]
...
Who... said that?
[We did!]
said the weird but cheery ghost voice.
[We are the M.T.C SYSTEM, which stands for 'Multiversal Transportaion Company'. a system created to help and benefit our respective users as they forge on to making their own grand journeys!]
The what now?
[We are the M.T.C SYSTEM, which stands for 'Multiversal Transportaion Company'. a system cre-]
yea, yea i heard you the first time. i mean why a transportation company? isn't this, i don't know, some kinda reincarnation or isekai thing where you give me gamer powers to do cool stuff? ya'know, like an old rpg game?
[you are 50% correct User, the system is intended for the user to experience most qualities of life like a 'game' as you put it. however said perks must be earned through either your own means or through business transactions.]
Business transactions? what like whatever currency i earn i could use it to get more stuff? more perks?
[Correct! any currency you've earned from you business can be used to purchase perks or items so long as said user has the funds for said purchase. additionally upgrades to your stations facilities can open more avenues of revenue.]
huh, so its like a tycoon game. the more you grind, the more you'll get later on. alright, that's something i can deal with.
Only question is what type of transportation tycoon am i dealing with? trucks? buses? planes?
[Trains will be your designated use of transportation.]
...Trains? like... diesel engines? like the engines Union pacific railroad and norfolk southern railway use to pull small passenger trains and large cargo trains?
cause if so, then i might as well ask for a direct path to heaven. fuck them boxes on wheels. can't even call those shit trains man.
if anything, the only diesels that have any right to be chugging are the ones the sorta like the B.R. class 08. that shit is nasty sex on wheels.
[Worry not user. as a beginner tycoon, you'll be starting of with he most basics of engines. The LNER 2-2-2 'Bloomer'.]
All of a sudden the light in the warehouse flashed on, blinding me for an instant at the intensity of the light.
"fucking hell." were the first ever words i uttered in this universe, honestly i could've said worst.
but as my eyes adjusted to the light, my vision gifted to me the sight of a pretty much barren small warehouse with three lines of tracks, individually each holding something on there own.
on the far right track were four small coaches in LNWR livery. on the left were six LNWR small trucks. and finally in the middle was the very engine itself.
walking up to it i admired the old dark-plum red that adorned its body. built around the 1850's, these small but beautiful engines were ahead of there time. and now i got to drive one of them.
shit, if played my cards right, i'd be able to drive all of them.
"well then. time to get his show on the road i guess." i gave a brief smile as i walked over towards the cab. reaching up towards the handle to climb aboard, i could feel my excitement bubbling towards this new adventure. only for said excitement to be instantly snubbed as i smash face first into an invisible barrier.
"what the fuck?!" i held my stinging nose as i looked up to were i apparently collided with something.
There, floating in place, was a giant red floating sign that said 'No Entry'.
System, a little help here?
[Pardon for the confusion User, however in order for you to begin your journey you must first accept ownership of this facility and you must inscribe your new name for yourself and the company you will run to start anew. the journey of a great tycoon must always begin with the name the wished to be remembered by.]
I let out a sigh at that. of fucking course the was paper work, why wouldn't there be?
"okay sure, whatever. were do i sign?"
[a verbal agreemnt of acceptance is all that is needed.]
huh... thats it?
shit okay then. "I guess than yea. i accept this company as my own."
i felt a weird shift move throughout the air as whatever just happened took hold.
[Congratulations on beginning your new journey! Now, what will be the alias that you yourself will be going forward as and what will be the name of your company?]
Already have one off the rip. "my New name is now Kimaris Vidar. Current owner of the dairy productions company Named.... Milk'n Bee's." i said with a smile on my face.
[Accepting new designation. welcome Mr. Vidar, to the Muiltiversal transportation corporation. where dreams here are made into anybody's reality.]
"oh yea." i rubbed my hands. "Now let get this party started."
sure this is some interdimensional type level of fuckery, but i think getting flashed by a homeless hooker screaming that he, and yes i said 'He', was sexy takes the number one spot.
But i digress, getting back to the topic at hand i had stood up and dusted myself off. The soft echo of me doing so and the dim darkness that enshrouded the warehouse pretty much being the only thing i could point out as i briefly looked around.
there were also a few shadows of large objects i could make out with the help of the dim moonlight coming through the window, but besides that nothing else much.
i couldn't tell were i was standing though and if i was close to a wall or not which sucked total ass. i really didn't want to be stumbling around this warehouse without knowing what was where.
[Hello User!]
...
Who... said that?
[We did!]
said the weird but cheery ghost voice.
[We are the M.T.C SYSTEM, which stands for 'Multiversal Transportaion Company'. a system created to help and benefit our respective users as they forge on to making their own grand journeys!]
The what now?
[We are the M.T.C SYSTEM, which stands for 'Multiversal Transportaion Company'. a system cre-]
yea, yea i heard you the first time. i mean why a transportation company? isn't this, i don't know, some kinda reincarnation or isekai thing where you give me gamer powers to do cool stuff? ya'know, like an old rpg game?
[you are 50% correct User, the system is intended for the user to experience most qualities of life like a 'game' as you put it. however said perks must be earned through either your own means or through business transactions.]
Business transactions? what like whatever currency i earn i could use it to get more stuff? more perks?
[Correct! any currency you've earned from you business can be used to purchase perks or items so long as said user has the funds for said purchase. additionally upgrades to your stations facilities can open more avenues of revenue.]
huh, so its like a tycoon game. the more you grind, the more you'll get later on. alright, that's something i can deal with.
Only question is what type of transportation tycoon am i dealing with? trucks? buses? planes?
[Trains will be your designated use of transportation.]
...Trains? like... diesel engines? like the engines Union pacific railroad and norfolk southern railway use to pull small passenger trains and large cargo trains?
cause if so, then i might as well ask for a direct path to heaven. fuck them boxes on wheels. can't even call those shit trains man.
if anything, the only diesels that have any right to be chugging are the ones the sorta like the B.R. class 08. that shit is nasty sex on wheels.
[Worry not user. as a beginner tycoon, you'll be starting of with he most basics of engines. The LNER 2-2-2 'Bloomer'.]
All of a sudden the light in the warehouse flashed on, blinding me for an instant at the intensity of the light.
"fucking hell." were the first ever words i uttered in this universe, honestly i could've said worst.
but as my eyes adjusted to the light, my vision gifted to me the sight of a pretty much barren small warehouse with three lines of tracks, individually each holding something on there own.
on the far right track were four small coaches in LNWR livery. on the left were six LNWR small trucks. and finally in the middle was the very engine itself.
walking up to it i admired the old dark-plum red that adorned its body. built around the 1850's, these small but beautiful engines were ahead of there time. and now i got to drive one of them.
shit, if played my cards right, i'd be able to drive all of them.
"well then. time to get his show on the road i guess." i gave a brief smile as i walked over towards the cab. reaching up towards the handle to climb aboard, i could feel my excitement bubbling towards this new adventure. only for said excitement to be instantly snubbed as i smash face first into an invisible barrier.
"what the fuck?!" i held my stinging nose as i looked up to were i apparently collided with something.
There, floating in place, was a giant red floating sign that said 'No Entry'.
System, a little help here?
[Pardon for the confusion User, however in order for you to begin your journey you must first accept ownership of this facility and you must inscribe your new name for yourself and the company you will run to start anew. the journey of a great tycoon must always begin with the name the wished to be remembered by.]
I let out a sigh at that. of fucking course the was paper work, why wouldn't there be?
"okay sure, whatever. were do i sign?"
[a verbal agreemnt of acceptance is all that is needed.]
huh... thats it?
shit okay then. "I guess than yea. i accept this company as my own."
i felt a weird shift move throughout the air as whatever just happened took hold.
[Congratulations on beginning your new journey! Now, what will be the alias that you yourself will be going forward as and what will be the name of your company?]
Already have one off the rip. "my New name is now Kimaris Vidar. Current owner of the dairy productions company Named.... Milk'n Bee's." i said with a smile on my face.
[Accepting new designation. welcome Mr. Vidar, to the Muiltiversal transportation corporation. where dreams here are made into anybody's reality.]
"oh yea." i rubbed my hands. "Now let get this party started."
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