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

[recrypt]

[ beep, beep, loading... ]

... Du machst wohl Scherze.

[ what follows is probably a muttered burst of more german, probably vulgar. you've got to be kidding her. what the hell is any of this.

also, if you're a recognizable face from blues, she might look you dead in the face and deadpan: ]

Are we sure we haven't all died or ended up in a simulation this time?

knock knock it's 3pm time for your

[ the scrunchie has a bunny theme? how cute. guess what other bunnies might do. knock knock, it's not going to work because these things never do, but might as well sigh and give the impenetrable locked door a good would-be doorbusting kick for thoroughness's sake.

have fun with the inevitable bounceback, whoever's nearby. hey, uh, how much did she weigh again? ]

fake gamer gals

[ fuck it, mario kart time. after going around and seeing that obviously no one has managed to make it off the bus and that nothing is breakable, might as well, right? time to ooze into a beanbag chair and see what the catalog contains, which, hm.

there's at least one controller left open, so if you stop by she'll just glance up, smile sweetly, and: ]

Would you like to play? Might as well kill time until someone inevitably shows up to inform us of the rules here, hmm?

knock knock

[ruffboi]

[Catching her in his arms! Well, he is attempting to catch like, a small girl, and instead is hit by 45 and knocked back, but still catching her?]

Whoa!

[recrypt]

[ holy shit someone can actually bench press 300, nice. ]

Haha... Oops? I knew it wouldn't work, but I probably should have also expected a more violent reaction than nothing at all.

gamer gals.....

[applechemist]

These are... Video games, right?

[ Escha sits down beside her and picks up the controller. But doesn't quite seem to know how to hold it right? ]

[recrypt]

That's what they are. [ trilled out, pointlessly playful. ] I suppose you've never had the chance to try any?

[ not that 45's much better in that regard, but at least she knew what they were. ]

fake gamers

[axilium]

[belph's looking through their selection...]

Damn, they don't have anything like Last Fantasy VII?

[no rpgs? bad taste? but he'll flop onto a beanbag chair, then.]

Sure. What game?

[recrypt]

Nope. Just things like Super Sm*sh Siblings and S*nic All Star Racing, it turns out.

[ where are the arcade shooters, honestly? but really, she's just going to flop back, raise the pro controller, and bring the switch out of sleep mode to reveal that the last cart loaded into the system was

well, m*rio kart it is. ]

This one, apparently.

first one CW Dazai

[shortfornow]

[ S'up 45 ]

Don't even joke about the first one. I'm already tired of dying and not getting any rest.

[recrypt]

Who's to say it was a joke? Can any one of us confirm ourselves to be truly, definitely alive?

[ s'up Dazai, it's too lazy to deal with this but here they are ]

knock knock,

[givethemhell]

[At least they can be cute with their bunny scrunchies even as she SLAMS INTO HIM and sends them both FLYING BACKWARDS. Binch he's a twink he can't even benchpress 50 pounds let alone over 300.

So GUESS THAT MEANS SHE GETS TO CRUSH HIM, TOO. He wheezes from his new home on the floor.]

—Not to be rude, but-- if you could just- [WHEEZE] -roll a little to the-- side...?

[recrypt]

[ what if she

rolls to the wrong side, just because gosh, concussions and disorientation can happen with collisions like this right, i can't believe WWX is dead.

but no really give her a second, she'll roll in the correct direction off him and glance back with mild chagrin in a moment. you good there, twink? ]

knock knock

[successives]

[Luckily, she's quick enough to move out of the way when she notices 45 getting tossed backwards after trying to kick the door, looking at her with a mixture of concern and surprise.]

—Jesus. [Glancing at the door:] ...So, the door has feelings. Good to know.]

[recrypt]

[ yeah give her a second to sort herself out before: ]

Please, if it has feelings about that little bit of rough treatment then I have bad news for it about the next however long we're going to be stuck here.

[ have we seen some of the people on this bus. ]

[overruns]

[ Dimitri likes to think he's lifted enough boulders and whatnot to gauge how much something, someone should weigh. But he's not prepared for this relatively petite girl to hit him like a literal truck. ] Ah—!

[ He'd been aiming to catch her and mostly succeeds, but the force of it sends them both flying back into the ground. He is feeling Moderately Trampled. Fun! ]

[recrypt]

[ Should she have warned people? Maybe. But here they are now, with no warning given for surprisingly weighty petite frames, so she'll just roll off of him as quickly as she can so he doesn't end up trampled for too long. ]

Sorry, sorry. I would have said something if I knew it was going to rebound instead of just being impossible to open.

[ we're just going to set this ahead of all the other attempts at busting the windows open it's fine ]

gamer gals

[muragas]

[ she just beams and drops into a beanbag chair. ahhh, lumbar support that isn't a palm tree... nice. ]

Oh, I'd love to! What game?

[recrypt]

You know what? Your choice. The library here seems a little limited anyway.

[ they had a wholeass arcade back in blues, damn, guess that's what happens when one of the hosts is a gamer. ]

Knock knock

[shortforever]

[That's a good question, because he sees her flying at him and tries to catch her. He's forgotten that he can't use gravity powers to brace himself. ]

Hey, be careful!

[recrypt]

[ uh well

she partly catches herself but also haha, down they go, probably. sorry, Chuuya, at least she tries to fall so that he's not going to just end up with a lot of deadweight on him? give her a moment and she'll pick herself up and off. ]

... I knew it wasn't going to work, but it was worth a shot anyway.

GAMERZ UNITE I GUESS

[covenantal]

[ This gets a brief pause, a look of genuine surprise, and then a warm laugh. ]

You know, you're exactly right. I think I would like to play after all.

[ He too will lower himself into a bean bag chair, getting comfy. He'll favor her with a small smile. ]

You've read the Travel Guide already, I take it?

[recrypt]

I did. Much fewer rules than the last venue we were at, but I expect it'll probably be amended and added to in due time.

[ only three rules and a whole bunch of blank pages, can you believe.

but she lazily waves him over to the cabinet where the games are at with a mild, vague smile. ]

You can pick. It looks like the selection is limited to things you can play in a group, anyway, so there's no need to worry about picking something single player by accident.

rng said option 2 so

[menially]

[he's already giving her space so he's not DIRECTLY behind her when she unwisely tries to break down the door

but her inevitably shooting backwards like a very very heavy ping pong ball mere inches from his face has Guy immediately wheezing, backing up out of habit and tripping right over

like

several other people]

[fishingforcompliments]

[here's tripping hazard number one!!!]

Ouch..!

and a beep boop to you to miss

[machinetranslation]

[Threepio, who had been walking by, hears that someone sounds distressed and spots her.]

Bist du in Ordnung, Fräulein?

[Looking at her with concern, he responds, perhaps surprisingly, in German, although it may sound overly polite and stilted.]



[--for eases sake, we can say he continues in German if she does! or else I will happily and unnecessarily waste time translating.]

gamer bath water

[getdrekt]

[ah

hm]

No.

[he is closing his eyes

he is heading for the ladder.]