notagain | WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL

ARRIVAL

▽ FULL NAVIGATION
▽ LOCATIONS
▽ STATUSES
▽ IC PROFILES
▽ IC RULEBOOK
▽ MURDER PROPOSALS
▽ PCS
▽ CURFEW
▽ ???
▽ ???
▽ ???

PASSENGERS: 41

You know how the story goes by now. One minute you’re somewhere familiar, and the next you’re suddenly somewhere else. Unlike previous times before, the source of your rude awakening isn’t a mystery. A harsh jostle causes your body to lunge forward as a tire jumps over a pot hole in the road. Try as you might, it’s hard to ignore the steady thrumming of an engine and the gentle sway beneath you. The faint scent of gasoline seems to waft from the outside, but as you look around you’ll notice that the windows are locked, tinted, and impossible to see through. Likewise, the door ahead of you appears to be locked as well.

Perhaps the scent is your imagination…?

Regardless, though the lighting is a tad dim, it becomes apparent that you’re inside a large bus dotted with the occasional seat and amid a jumble of other bodies. The people you were last with may be among your fellow passengers. Perhaps they are not. But worry not; there’s plenty of time to look around and get to know one another on this long, strange trip. It may even be wise to examine the staircase at the other end of the bus. Who knows what awaits you on the other floors?

Ah, but before you move too far it may be best to assess the situation. On the bright side, any injuries you incurred have been healed! Isn't it nice to have your limbs in place again? Miracles happen. But...what happened to your clothes? You’re fairly certain you weren't wearing this t-shirt before...and what's with the denim shorts? Maybe you were fortunate enough to get the knee-length version, but for those of you waking up in bootyshorts...well, we're sure you look great! And what better way to tie the whole look together than white socks and tan sandals? At least you'll be comfortable for the ride.

Lucky for you, your new threads aren't the only gift you'll receive upon waking up. Attached to your waist is a high-quality bag filled with some fun goodies for every passenger! For those of you who unzip your bag to check its contents, you will find:

-Dry shampoo
-Wet wipes
-Deodorant
-Travel pack of toilet paper
-Travel toothbrush + toothpaste
-Poncho
-A stylish travel guide

No other items are on your person at this time, even if you were holding onto it as you began your previous departure. That's a bit troublesome, isn't it? Not really; it's still a bus. Be grateful for the extra elbow room, alright?

Oh, and one last thing...on the wrist of every passenger is a small, equally fashionable white scrunchie. Not your style? Perhaps it's a good idea to give the travel guide another read.

Searching the bus from top to bottom will net zero results in the way of an escape. All of the windows are similarly tinted and locked, and the only exit door appears to be the one on the first level that can't be opened at this time.

But hey. You're all old pros at this, right? You know what to do next! Get to know the people around you, trade stories with your fellow passengers, and...well. Buckle up for the bumpy ride ahead.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ all the dead were there for that last investigation, she doesn't need to check any privilege. ]

There's ones about road trips, aren't there? I've heard that was a common thing for humans to want to do for fun back before it became impossible to travel.

[ surely it exists somewhere in some obscure board game form ]

[ he was busy singing high school musical ok ]

Oregon trail?

[ that's not a board game or about buses, phoenix ]

Edited 2020-06-05 23:34 (UTC)

[ looks at him

looks at the hallway behind them. ]

There's only one bathroom here. If you all start dying of dysentery, kindly do so conveniently.

I think that bathroom counts as a murder weapon, honestly.

[ it's horrific. ]

What, the inevitable smell, or something else?

[ imagine what happens when that door opens. ]

Let's hope we don't run into any plumbing issues.

One of us has to be a handyman. I'm preemptively nominating them for when the time comes.

It's definitely not me.

[ not it ]

When you find them, make sure to take it down in the inevitable list of dossiers you're going to compile on everyone, okay? Until further notice, it seems this information is the kind of thing we'll need to know.

[ go sucker someone into volunteering pls ]

I believe you're more qualified than I am. How's your sense of smell?

[ and thus begins the buck-passing ]

Optional, but only under normal circumstances.

[ no u. ]

Edited 2020-06-06 03:32 (UTC)

Seems like you're better suited to this than me.

Absolutely not. Dolls have no need of this sort of thing in the first place, so I wouldn't know the first place to begin.

Aren't you supposed to assist us poor, helpless humans?

Find someone of a model who was actually built for this sort of thing.

I'll just have to settle for you, then.

Not enough storage space. Please free up memory, then try inputting your query again.

[ binch she is not about to learn this for you. do it yourself. ]

Delete sassy remarks protocol.....

Denied. Insufficient authorization.

[ lmao ]

You might want to get on that, though. It'd be a shame if something were to happen, but none of you were prepared for it.