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

[bittybat]

Amazing detective work, Brown. What was your first clue?

[His face is so sour it looks like Bruce's. Enjoy.]

You weren't in the town. [Please ask Jason what the name of the town was.] Where were you?

[vigilantics]

Shut up.

[ she hates this family resemblance ]

... it was a castle. We were brought there to more or less help settle a feud between two people. It was terrible.

[bittybat]

[His face drops slightly.]

Let me guess: you had to kill?

[vigilantics]

... pretty much.

Someone would have to kill at the end of the week, and then during the weekend we'd have to figure out who did it.

[bittybat]

Tt. [That figures.] Are there simply many pocket dimensions for these games...?

Your host--the person who was there to tell you how the game ran. Was his name Hal?

[vigilantics]

No. It was two women who called themselves Tiger and Dragon.

There were past ones at ours, but they were the ones who hosted them, and they would have still been at the castle.

[bittybat]

We had one, an android named Hal. The game we played was for entertainment purposes for his employers.

He said he hosted many of them. Yours doesn't seem to be one of them, but that's even more concerning.

[vigilantics]

... well, they told us that we shouldn't be surprised if something like this might happen in the future, now that I think about it.

[ THIS WAS

SORT OF SOONER THAN SHE EXPECTED ]

[bittybat]

[HE HADN'T EVEN GOT OFF THE TRAIN HOME YET. Why.]

...I'm going to kill whoever is behind this.

[vigilantics]

Let's not jump immediately to that option.

[bittybat]

Why? We aren't playthings. [He glances up.] Those who died went to stay in limbo on the train.

The only way to leave the game was for everyone to die.

[vigilantics]

You mean like... every single person?

[bittybat]

Every one.

[vigilantics]

... where we were, everyone was separated into three factions. In order for us to not screw everything up, we had to make sure the numbers in each one didn't go under three.

[bittybat]

[He frowns.]

Lucky you. [It doesn't sound like he believes she's lucky, of course.] So we're going to have to find the gimmick of this one, too.

[vigilantics]

[ haha yea it took them a while to find out about that number thing. they were thisclose to fucking up and steph does not mention it. ]

It seems like it... how many people do you know are here?

[bittybat]

[No, please mention it to Damian. Not that he can talk when gestures to all of RW.]

One. You.

[He wants to see what she will say if he plays his cards close.]

[vigilantics]

[ she just raises an eyebrow

and then sighs. ]

I know at least four other people here, but I haven't met everyone on this bus yet, so there could be more.

[ some people are capable of sharing info with their allies ]

[bittybat]

[stop he is a wayne]

I've seen Todd, and you. There are two others.

[vigilantics]

[ huh...

she'll keep that in mind. ]

Did you get along with them?

[ are there any serial killers, damian. ]

[bittybat]

[ha ha, about that...]

That's a trick question. [He doesn't get along with anyone. But he sighs tiredly.] Yes. One is now Todd's girlfriend.

[he sounds terribly judgmental]

1/2

[vigilantics]

Aw!

[ how cute. i'm sorry damian. ]

[vigilantics]

Wait. Do you mean that Natalie girl?

[ SHE DOESN'T KNOW JASON IS A TODDLER HEWWO ]

[bittybat]

[STOP. DON'T "AW" YOU BINCH.]

Goodman, yes. [Steph, please, TODD IS A TODDLER.] They have... relations. Probably.

[vigilantics]

I feel like there is a piece of very vital information that I'm missing that will make this less weird?

[ damian explain ]