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

[unanswering]

[oh. oh boy. this is suddenly a lot-- this isn't home at all! literally what the fuck! hi, you have one very distressed man with very long, loose hair, who takes one look around before he proceeds to flip his shit.]

What is-- where are my robes! These aren't appropriate at all!! And just what is this thing?! It doesn't feel like we're on a ship at all...

[which is the closest thing he can think of that moves and holds this many people...

he's tearing up a little, clinging to the closest person's arm as the vehicle sways a bit (assuming they don't look like they would punch him for it, because he does have Some sense of self preservation!)]

Please, I really can't be kidnapped again!

[voidbreaker]

[ he literally just turns around and walks away. ]

[unanswering]

[cool! now he is actually crying, sniffling pitifully as ash turns his back and walks away.

observe how mean this teenager is being to him. :( ]

[recrypt]

[ oh, deja vu ]

Unfortunately, you can, and we have.

Apparently. ♪

[unanswering]

Miss Aki-! You as well...?

[wow, it's the reunion tour... thanks he hates it! why are there multiple people who know who he is among all these Strangers.]

I really don't know how this could have happened...

[shixiong]

[ oh. hello, there is a person clinging to his arm. maybe it's the clothing that's making him stick out suddenly? yin yu hates this so much, thanks

anyway, the person starts clinging onto him and he jumps, surprised, and then --hovers for a minute, trying to comfort him. ] Ah-- young master, it's alright...

[ it isn't, really, but he can't just leave this freaking out person freaking out. ]

[unanswering]

How can it be all right?! This isn't what was supposed to happen at all...

[uuuu.... he sniffles, shaking his head, still clinging.]

[disreguarded]

[ oh - hey, she knows that voice, and she literally just goes ! and turns -- right into nie huaisang. ]

-- Huaisang! [ holy SHIT is she so happy to see you. immediately grabbing and holding on, thank you. ] Hey, hey. Hey.

[unanswering]

Beau!

[he lets her hold on, clinging right back, because if he's going to be trapped somewhere again--

well, he's not happy beau's here, but it's a relief nonetheless.]

Beau, what happened? This isn't Qinghe-

[shortforever]

[Oh. It's this guy again.

....time to be mean. ]

Hey, it's fine. I'll keep you safe, ok?

[He won't even protest being held onto, not right now. ]

[unanswering]

--Absolutely not!

[his eyes widen a little at that, and he is SCRAMBLING away from chuuya, as much as he can manage in this crowded-ass space. we're just going to say he wasn't looking when he reached out.]

[givethemhell]

[AH, WHAT A FAMILIAR-SOUNDING VOICE... The dulcet tones of Nie Huaisang having a panic attack, it's almost like being home again...

Anyway he reaches out to reassuringly pat this fool's arm, though he shakes his head a little, mock-chiding.]

Ah, ah, how is it that you keep managing to get yourself into so much trouble? It's really impressive, you know!

[HOW IS HE EVEN PRETENDING TO LECTURE WHEN HE TOO IS STUCK HERE. Amazing what having a thick face will do for the shit you can just say.]

[unanswering]

Wei-xiong?! Is it really you-?

[what the fuck, why is wei wuxian here! not that he isn't a little relieved, but it's... equal parts relief and a little paranoia. oh, no. dealing with wei wuxian in a situation like this will be...

difficult.]

I don't know what happened, truly, I don't-! I was meant to be on my way home...

[okitactless]

[HELLO STRANGE AND UPSET CLINGY MAN. Yasusada nods sympathetically.]

They took my clothes too. [HIS HAORI!!!!] Why would they do that?

[as if

Huaisang will know]

[unanswering]

The last time I woke up somewhere strange, many of us were wearing different clothes as well, but-! I had my robes, they weren't at all like-- like this!

[this is too much LEG! of course huaisang has the booty shorts option because i must bully.]

[successives]

[She just immediately pushes his hand away, annoyed, as soon as he's done speaking.]

Jesus! Personal space, you ever heard of it?

[unanswering]

[oh, no-- he yelps a little as his hand is shoved away, stepping back.]

Please, don't hurt me, I really don't think I can take it...

[haw]

[ i'll give you the benefit of the doubt and say that nhs correctly assumed majima would punch him, which means majima can offhandedly comment from a safe distance: ]

Well, yeah, 'cause we're on a bus.

[ he's helping ]

[unanswering]

That can't be what this situation is, it really can't be...

[nie huaisang sniffles, there, reaches up to wipe his eyes.]

What is a... bus?

[fishingforcompliments]

[flayn does not look like she would punch him, so ... he's clinging to her arm. with her free hand, she reaches over and pats his shoulder. there, there.]

...being kidnapped is an unfortunate thing to be used to.

[extracrispy]

[Oh my god.]

Whoa—!

[A GROWN ASS DUDE SURE IS CLINGING TO HIS ARM... He awkwardly reaches over, half patting him on his head and half pushing him? Off. Shoo. Begone.]

Dude, calm down and get off me. I'm on the same boat, too, y'know.

[coastal]

[ . . . this

sounds distantly familiar and she can't figure out why as she looks at him. she blinks once, twice.]

... hm....

[she's just going to openly stare at him...]

[hydrogenetic]

[My dude???]

Like the rest of us can be?

[muragas]

[ wow, is this supposed to be an adult? tragic. internally, she sighs and despairs, and externally she pats him gently on the shoulder ]

I don't think we get a say in that. Especially after we've already been taken.

Do you want to sit down? Buses can feel strange if you're not used to them.

[getdrekt]

[Asch is just

shaking him off

no................... not this dude...............]

Get off. Stop crying like a pathetic little baby. You're hardly the only one in this stupid situation.