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

[concasse]

-- NAAAAAMIIIIII!

[Hm, well.

The relative quiet of the bus has just been interrupted by an angry blond man with hairy legs in booty shorts. No one asked for this, but when has God ever existed for these people?

Anyway good luck to every person he nearly trips over as he prepares to turn this bus upside down looking for this "Nami".]

[fishingforcompliments]

[You okay there, Sanji?

Anyway, he nearly trips over Flayn. It's fine. Everything is fine.]

Ah... [Hm.] ...perhaps I could help you look? What does Nami look like?

[concasse]

[Everything is swell the moment Sanji realizes this bus has ladies on it, and even given the fact he was losing his shit a second ago, he literally jogs backwards at the sound of Flayn's voice.]

Aaaaaaah~! Such a beautiful lady whose deemed me worthy of her help!

[fishingforcompliments]

[uh.

hm. well. that reaction is a little unexpected, given how he was behaving a second ago, but she'll roll with it.]

Yes, I would like to help you. [and yes, she is beautiful, thank you for noticing] ...is Nami a friend of yours?

[voidbreaker]

[ his eyes are closed and he does not see. and he will not see because he already opened his eyes once and decided this was the worst thing to see, so here we are. ]

Who?

[concasse]

Nami, of course! My tiger!

[Because those are words that somehow make sense without context. Yep.

Also sorry about your eyes Ash but the chef is on a mission and so he shall let it all hang freely]

[voidbreaker]

[ this is terrible. his eyes are remaining closed.
]

Oh of course. Your tiger.




I haven't seen any tigers.

[givethemhell]

[THAT'S A LOT OF DISTRESS. Wei Wuxian reaches out helplessly as he's almost mowed down, blinking in confusion.]

Wait, wait - who is it you're looking for? Calm down a moment, I'll help you search!

[concasse]

My daughter, shithead! My tiger!

[Just yelling over his shoulder as he continues to lay waste to the bus from his speed alone, throwing shit every which way as he looks for his-- yeah.]

If she's here, she can't have gone far!

[givethemhell]

[HIS TIGER??? He blinks, looking from side to side.]

—I'd think you would have found her by now, on a bus this size. [But he'll join in on the HUNT ANYWAY, opening the pantry, checking the bathroom--]

--Can tigers climb ladders?

[muragas]

[ hmmmm ]Nami-san!!!

[ she's helping ]

[concasse]

[She is officially the only person on this bus who has rights today]

Yes, that's right~! Nami-chwaaaan~!

[Ah... he's losing focus]

[muragas]

[ oh god, my html

Minako blinks, tilting her head ]

"Nami-chan"? Would she be alright with me calling her that?

[axilium]

[...

waits for sanji to calm down (unlikely) or notice him (more likely? maybe?).]

[concasse]

[Joke's on Belph because guess who wheels around and immediately grabs the poor man by the shirt, tears in his eyes--]

Belph! I can't find her!

[axilium]

[he reflexively holds his hands up like he's about to be punched?]

Uh... who again?

[okitactless]

SANJI-KUN!!!!!!

[WOW WHAT A FAMILIAR FACE Yasusada-- isn't exactly happy that they're here, but?! He likes Sanji, so he's glad to see him again!!! Also Sanji is yelling so yams will yell too.]

[concasse]

[-- Honestly the fact that Yasusada yelled is the only reason Sanji stops in his tracks and finally takes stock of his surroundings.

Right, okay. Not in a castle. On a... vehicle of some sort. Strangers everywhere. Probably a rule book explaining how not to die horribly. Wow this feels fuckin familiar.]

Oi, Yasusada. What's up?

[JUST AS CALMLY AS YOU PLEASE SUDDENLY]

[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]

[covenantal]

Whoa, hey there.

[ Mollifying, but not patronizing, his hands up in a gesture of pacification. ]

Looking for someone? Maybe we can search for them together. Doesn't seem like we'll have to go far to explore.

[extracrispy]

[Hi. Hello. Guess he's almost tripping into Jason? Who already looks like he's 100% done with this shit, and only seems to get more annoyed by this turn of events.]

Dude— Watch where you're going!

[concasse]

Quit bitching and help me find my tiger!

[They're


off to a great start, yeah]

[machinetranslation]

[There's no way Threepio can get out of Sanji's way in time, and so as Sanji crashes into him in his frantic Nami-search, Threepio is thrown off to the side and into the open door of the bathroom stall.

Sanji may be too laser-focused to notice, but crashing into him would have felt like armor instead of flesh.]

Oh!!

[hydrogenetic]

[WHAT IN THE FUCK THOUGH. Percy's immediately going to more or less spring out of the way with little effort before he's gawking at Sanji like he's absolutely lost it.]

I'm gonna guess you're missing someone.

[getdrekt]

[he looks towards

he looks away

UNTIL THE DUDE STARTS? RIFLING AROUND HIS ACTUAL BODY FOR SOMETHING???]

Tch--! Get out of here!