WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL

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ARRIVAL

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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.

Comments

[vigilantics]

[ and immediately, ]

A man.

[successives]

Oh, yeah, that goes without saying.

[Steph is valid.]

[vigilantics]

Then...

[ she turns around, scanning the crowd for everyone in the immediate area, and then points to tonbo ]

[successives]

...I’ll bite. Your reasoning?

[vigilantics]

He's very big, and this stall is very small.

[successives]

Fair enough.

[After a few moments, she tilts her head.]

You know, I was going to point at whoever's losing their shit the hardest, no pun intended, but I think a few people are fighting for that title right now.

[vigilantics]

[ why does that describe multiple people that she knows here ]

I'm sure that'll be a tough competition until someone sets something on fire.

[successives]

See, that bet sounds more fun.

[She points at Majima.]

[vigilantics]

[ she points at damian ]

[successives]

[A small laugh.]

Either that or he'll spend an hour interrogating whoever sets the fire in the first place.

[vigilantics]

[ a pause ]

You know him?

[successives]

[She nods.]

Yeah, we were stuck in the same place before this.

[vigilantics]

How was he? Was he okay?

[ she is just going to throw concern at this complete stranger because it's easier than asking damian directly ]

[successives]

Uh, well...

[That is probably an answer in itself, but after a second:]

I don't think he'd really want me to tell you.

[vigilantics]

[ she sighs. ]

No, that's... fair. [ ... ] I know him from home, I did not just randomly decide to ask these questions about some strange child.

[successives]

Yeah, I kind of figured, I...

[Oh, wait. She pauses before glancing towards Steph with renewed interest.]

Wait, if you know Damian, do you know Jason, too?

[vigilantics]

You mean like... Todd?

[ what other jason would it be if it's in relation to damian ]

Was he there too?

[successives]

[She nods.]

Yeah, both of them were.

[vigilantics]

I don't know Jason super well.

[ it's closer that she knows of him, since they don't really. hang out. older jason has THINGS to do ]

[successives]

[She could say a few different things, but all of them are embarrassing, so she hesitates for a few seconds before shrugging.]

He's - alright.

[vigilantics]

[ this is so funny because she doesn't know jason was a teen in rw so steph is just 'ok!' ]

So, friends, then?

[successives]

It doesn't matter.

[She says, reaching for the first subject change she can come up with.]

What's your name?

[vigilantics]

Stephanie Brown.

[ she salutes ]

And you?

[successives]

[She's watching that salute with a lightly amused glance, even if she doesn't return it.]

Natalie.

[vigilantics]

I would say it's nice to meet you, but we are currently talking in front of a small bathroom in an unidentified bus that kidnapped us.