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

[okitactless]

[Please excuse Yasusada's RED AND WATERY EYES because he sprayed himself in the face with dry shampoo first thing

But oh, are they not yelling anymore--well, he supposes they're inside of some...where... so fair enough.]

I think we did it wrong. [Going home, he means--CLEARLY THEY DID SOMETHING]

[concasse]

[... Child, what did you do? Sanji immediately begins to frown at the sight of his eyes, immediately switching gears as he looks for some sort of cloth they can use]

Tch, yeah, wasn't expecting this shitty detour.

[Whisked off to another place without any knowledge of how they got there? Feels familiar]

Not sure if this is our doing, though... can't believe we'd mess up that badly.

[okitactless]

[LISTEN Ookurikara could have stopped him but he didn't!!! It's only partially his fault. (It's entirely his fault.)

But, oh--he frowns a little, at that.]

Do you think it was Tora-kun and Ryuu-kun? But Okita-kun isn't here... [is that the only person he actually looked for, maybe]

[concasse]

[Well, the ugly as sin phany pack has wipes in them, except they're not the kind he wants. Probably got alcohol in them. Seeing as he's not looking to make Yasu's eyesight worse, Sanji sighs and motions for both of them to head where the tiny-ass kitchen is]

Honestly? Nah, this doesn't seem like their doing -- maybe if we were stuck in another castle, but a shitty thing like this? Neither of them is that tacky.

[... Expression falling a bit when he hears that bit about Souji, but--]

If he's not here, good. Means maybe he gets to miss this round of bullshit.

[okitactless]

[Yasusada thinks about that for a little bit, even as he gets halfway distracted blinking his eyes, trying to get them to stop itching. He will stumble obediently after Sanji!! And he nods firmly, deciding he agrees with those points.]

...Right. I think he's safe too. [He's always been more willing to believe things if they're what he wants to hear.]

Then, is it just us? [He would look around, but

gestures to his stupid eyeballs]

[concasse]

[It's a little relieving to see that Yasusada is still a puppy-like disaster no matter the setting. Before he gets so distracted he walks into a bus seat, Sanji herds him into the kitchen and fetches a small towel before dousing it with water]

Press that shit against your eyes; it'll help with the itching.

[And he's watching intently to make sure the other does it correctly before he shakes his head, finally addressing that last question]

No. I saw Belph and Stephanie-chan. So there might be a few of us here.

[okitactless]

[THANKS HAMBURGER-SENPAI

It's a good thing Sanji's a nice guy and didn't prank him like this because Yasusada absolutely just presses the cloth to his face without question.]

Thank you, Sanji-kun! [AT LEAST THE DUMB PUPPY DOESN'T SEEM TO BE IN TOO MUCH PAIN. His balance is also fine, apparently--he doesn't seem to be at too much risk of careening into a box of knives or whatever.

But, ah, those are... names he recognizes, even though he didn't know them that well. Stephanie, especially, has his head jerking up, though he looks a little ridiculous when he's still got the cloth pressed against it.]

Eh, Stephanie-kun? Is she okay? [STEPH YOUR LEG]

[concasse]

Yeah, seems she is.

[WELL UH, she's not in great spirits, but none of them are. Thanks for ruining their happy ending, murder bus.]

-- Oh, I saw Evan, too. And Hikage, I think? [He's not as familiar with the second guy, and as for the first? Well, under normal circumstances, he and Evan would not be on speaking terms. Funny how things change when you're stuffed into close quarters against your will.

... Also he's absolutely shaking his head at the picture Yasusada paints. Dumb puppy indeed. This is why Sanji can't bully him.]

Anyway, you gotta take it easy. How the hell did you fuck up your eyes in the first place.

[okitactless]

[Yasu, like, barely remembers Hikage, but he does remember Evan, and his time in the castle was, uhhhh....

...

...WELL ANYWAY. That sure is awkward. It will be even more awkward if Yasusada ever finds out Sanji killed Hijikata, whoops.

But for now, he just sort of jerks his head in the direction he came from, back where everyone woke up.]

There was a bottle, and it had something you push on the top? And it got in my eyes because Ookurikara-kun didn't help. [yams stop telling stories like a toddler challenge]