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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL
ARRIVAL | |
| â˝ FULL NAVIGATION â˝ LOCATIONS â˝ STATUSES â˝ IC PROFILES â˝ IC RULEBOOK â˝ MURDER PROPOSALS â˝ PCS â˝ CURFEW â˝ ??? â˝ ??? â˝ ??? |
You know how the story goes by now. One minute youâre somewhere familiar, and the next youâre suddenly somewhere else. Unlike previous times before, the source of your rude awakening isnât 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, itâs 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 youâll 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 imaginationâŚ? Regardless, though the lighting is a tad dim, it becomes apparent that youâre 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; thereâs 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? Youâre 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 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. |
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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.
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...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]
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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.
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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]
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[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.
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...
...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]