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

[slobjection]

The Court Record, where else?

[ or the fanny pack. there are countless possibilities. ]

I actually find it pretty comfortable. [ he shouldn't, his outfit is terrible. ]

I wonder.....

[disreguarded]

[ she leans against him a bit. ]

Yeah. I wonder too. [ she sighs, and pushes her hair out of her face and back into a ponytail, with her handy-dandy scrunchie! ] Maybe this is the portal. Like we're riding it home or something. They didn't exactly say how it worked.

[slobjection]

[ he leans back slightly, but he is taking another swig of grape juice and giving her a sly smile. ]

If that were the case, would there be strangers riding with us?

[disreguarded]

[ she makes a face. ]

Maybe they're ghosts from another round of the murder mansion, you don't know.

[slobjection]

They're not from a mansion.

[ also there are sex demons ]

[disreguarded]

How the fuck do you get into people's business so fast? Like, really, it's impressive. [ she does, in fact, look impressed. ] Okay, so we're not on a portal bus.

Which means what, what did we get scooped up by? And why is it only some of us from the mansion?

[slobjection]

I'm a nosy old man.

[ it's fine. ]

Seems like we all have one thing in common. So, what do you think?

[ the murdering. but since he's phoenix, he's going to make beau come to the conclusion on her own. ]

[disreguarded]

[ she sighs. ]

I'm guessing a round two. Greatest hits sort of thing, you know? [ :c ] Are we really going to have to do this whole thing over again? I really don't want to see you --

[ she stops. chews her bottom lip. ]

[slobjection]

You know what they say.... second time's the charm.

[ shut up phoenix. ]

[ god beau don't do that. ]

We figured it out last time.

[disreguarded]

Yeah. We did. [ she looks away, sinking down in her seat like a punk. ] And we'll do it again.

We've got what - a handful of us from the mansion? Akira, Huaisang, Zenitsu, Ash, 45 - who am I missing?

[slobjection]

[ nudges her a little, encouragingly ] That's the spirit.

Chuuya and Dazai. Though, from what I've heard, killing by possession is a pretty common theme across the board.

[disreguarded]

[ he nudges her and she just rests her head against his arm. she has earned this, she thinks. ]

Yeah? That's a shitty pattern. So I guess maybe keep an eye out for anything that can possess us here. Actually - you think we're gonna be stuck on this thing the whole way? Super not a fan of buses, for the record.

[slobjection]

[ he is going to let this happen. she has earned it!! ]

We'll probably have to wait a few days to see if that's the case or not.

If it's not sentient, it's a step up.

[disreguarded]

You're too old to fight another sentient house. [ she agrees. ] I wish you'd gotten to go home.

[slobjection]

I might have just a little more fight in me.

[ nevermind that he kicked ass at the house fight somehow?? ]

Same to you.

[ and like everyone else but listen ]

[disreguarded]

[ he literally yelled a house to death she was so proud ]

I mean, you know me, always looking for a fight, so that makes two of us. [ a small, not very enthusiastic smile! ] Stay close? As much as you can.

[slobjection]

[ he's got moves...... ]

Of course.

[ same to you, beau!! ]

... Wonder if we'll get rooms. If not, I spotted a good nap spot.

[disreguarded]

Good nap spots are choice. I'm not unused to sleeping in cramped spaces but gods, I hope we get some rooms. [ she nudges him this time. ] Roomies? If we do.

[slobjection]

Me too.

[ even tho he made a huge fucking mess in their room before. ]

Sure. If no rooms, then curfew buddies.

[disreguarded]

[ poor plum just swerving their room entirely like nope, don't get paid enough for this.

also, ugh, curfew. she groans. ] Curfew. Fuck. Okay, yeah. [ she peers up at him with a disgruntled look. ] There's no way anybody is going to get away with killing people in a tiny space like this, man.

[slobjection]

[ no one got paid enough to touch their room, tbh. ]

Either there'll be a way around it or our real destination lies ahead of us.

[disreguarded]

[ truth. ]

Maybe this time we can go somewhere fun. Like a festival or something. At least let me throw axes at targets before I die a horrible death.

[slobjection]

My guess is beach.

[ what with... the outfit.... ]

[disreguarded]

[ she glances down at her outfit. somehow it's less horrendous than what she was wearing in the mansion. ]

I could see it. Except for the socks and sandals. [ which she does not have on, she's barefoot. fuck socks. ] ... Please don't tell me you go to the beach in socks and sandals, Phoenix.

[slobjection]

[ phoenix's outfit is worse in some respects, especially because he looks so comfortable in it ]

Why not?

[ it's impossible to tell if he's joking or not ]