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

[fishingforcompliments]

good morning(?);
[Well, this isn't how she expected her day to be going.

Flayn takes a few moments to let her surroundings sink in, then thinks back to the last thing she can remember. Frowning, she shakes her head.]

This cannot be...

[This is the part where she scans the crowd anxiously for any familiar faces. Honestly, she looks more and more ill-at-ease with every unfamiliar face she finds. This sure is a day.]

goodie bag;
[The clothing is strange. The items inside the fanny packs... well, they're a little strange, too. She's looking through hers, examining them all. When she gets to the dry shampoo, she turns it around to get a good look at it, not realizing that the nozzle is pointed right at her because she's never seen such a thing before.

Of course, she ends up spraying the dry shampoo right in her face.]

—ah!

[Well, now her eyes are stinging and she's coughing.]

the wheels on the bus;
[It's a little later on. Here's Flayn on the first deck, covering her ears and making a face.]

This music is terrible...

[Save her. Knock her out. Put her out of her misery.]

wildcard;
[hit me up with literally anything else my arms are open to all of you!! snag me on disco or bloodthirstiest if you want to plot first or have a pc!! though we may end up just having our characters aggressively whisper into each other's ears. sweats about the bus.]

good morning

[ruffboi]

[This unfamiliar face grins back at her when she makes that ill-at-ease expression.]

Hey! Turn that frown upside down!

[fishingforcompliments]

[Oh... he seems friendly. Flayn's eyes widen slightly, startled, but then she tries to smile.]

Ah... hello. [A beat, and then...] ...I suppose this must be unexpected for you, as well?

[ruffboi]

Yeah, but a lot of unexpected shit happens to me! It's fine!

[Shrugging! He's not too bothered about any of this, honestly.]

Where are you coming from? Anywhere good?

goodie bag

[applechemist]

Oh no!

[ Escha... Lifts up her shirt from the bottom to try and help wipe Flayn's eyes and face for her. Sorry for flashing you a little bit but it's for a good cause! ]

Are you alright?

[fishingforcompliments]

[It's okay! Probably! Flayn's eyes are covered in Escha's shirt anyway, she can't see anything until she pulls it back down.]

I was... merely surprised. Thank you.

[applechemist]

[ Well then sorry for everyone nearby who definitely. Got to see some bra. Escha's not worried about it.

She nods as a 'your welcome.' ]

You should probably wash your eyes with water.

good morning!

[shixiong]

[ here's a familiar face! it's a familiar face that's probably near unrecognizable, even, considering there's a very important accessory missing, but nonetheless!

still holding onto the seat he was closest to like a slightly startled animal, yin yu is doing much of the same as flayn, trying to get his bearings. he is not expecting to see her--his eyes widen, surprise clear as day on his face. ]

...Lady Flayn? [ he just said goodbye to her not an hour ago. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[His face is both familiar and unfamiliar... she's more used to the mask, but she recognizes him, at least. All the more so when he speaks. (She can't think of anyone else who calls her Lady.)]

Yin Yu...

[Saying goodbye to him had been difficult. She can't help but feel glad to see him - but... why? They were both meant to be going home.]

You were... supposed to be going to Ghost City.

[shixiong]

And you were supposed to be heading to the monastery.

[ how... concerning. this is really concerning. getting up carefully from where he'd settled, yin yu makes his way over closer towards her, carefully trying to maintain his footing before settling down so they don't have to yell.]

...Perhaps what we last saw was some sort of trick. [ nn. with a note of concern in his voice. ] Are you alright?

wheels on the bus

[wowcool]

[Anaido approaches her, smiling - ah, a familiar face. How nice. Misery deserves company, he supposes.]

[At her comment, he just lightly shakes his head.]

I don't know, I think it's catchy.

[fishingforcompliments]

—Anaido!

[It's both comforting to see a familiar face, and disquieting - they were meant to be going home.]

...truly? You enjoy this sort of music?

[wowcool]

I don't know. I suppose I do? It gets in your head...it's nice and distracting, so I think I like it.

[He....LIKES that it's a bunch of earworms?? Huh.]

Do you want to go upstairs? There's some other music up there, though it's similar...

BUS WHEELS

[givethemhell]

[That's a fair mood, honestly. He doesn't even have his flute to try serenading her louder than the speakers... BUT THAT'S FINE.]

How about we make some music of our own, then? Can you sing?

[fishingforcompliments]

[...oh! That's a good idea. She brightens up considerably.]

I can! ...though I mainly know hymns.

wheels

[muragas]

[ it's so bad, island buddy :( ]

I'm sorry, Flayn-chan, if I had my music player I'd lend it to you...

[ but she has nothing. she's been Robbed ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[someone make it stop]

...your music player? It was lost, then?

[just like her staff :c give it back]

goodie bag

[psychedelica]

[ hikage's weakness: little girls. Or Girls He Perceives As Little. He's got a thousand other things to be worrying about and actually kind of wants to be double dead right now, but when he sees Flayn spray herself in the face, he can't help but sigh, walking over. ]

Oi. Don't point it at yourself.

[fishingforcompliments]

[I hope you know now Flayn thinks he's nice because he tried to help her and he will never escape that first impression.]

I... yes, I realize that now. Is it meant to be a method of self-defense, then...?

[Spray it in people's faces so they'll leave you alone...]

good! morning!!

[overruns]

[ They should both be at their monasteries right now. It should be over—hadn't he tried to end this? More than their odd surroundings or extremely unfashionable clothes, he startles at the sight of her. ]

Flayn!

[ He pardons himself as he nearly bumps into someone to scurry over, but this is urgent. ] Are you all right?

[fishingforcompliments]

Dimitri...

[She's not disappointed to see him - not exactly. She is a little disappointed that he's not safely home, but if she absolutely had to wind up in a place like this, she's glad to have him here with her.]

I am unhurt, but... [What is going on? Honestly, she sort of wants to scream.] How have we come to be here...?

wheels on the bus

[slobjection]

If you find a piano, I can change the tune.

[ don't do it flayn his playing is even worse than this music ]

[fishingforcompliments]

Really?

[well.

SHE doesn't know that.

time to hunt for a piano!! she looks stoked at the very idea. luckily for everyone's eardrums, this is a wild goose chase.]

wildcard-ish.......

[baori]

[ GIVEN WHAT THEY WERE LAST TALKING ABOUT BEFORE THEY WERE BROUGHT HERE... giyuu kind of wants to shuffle away from her but he also wants to see how she's doing now that she's....here. she shouldn't be here.

so here is giyuu kind of awkwardly existing near her. he may be a little roughed up if this is later in the day(?). everything is not fine but we'll pretend it is. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[hello giyuu




flayn remembers their last conversation, too. don't mind her meandering over your way with the exact same expression she had on the island.]