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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL
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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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If it's someone he doesn't know, he'll say this:]
What's going on? And what's with these shitty clothes?
[If it's someone he recognizes, however, the answer is slightly nicer:]
Why are you here? We shouldn't have ended up in the same place, right?
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Oh, yeah, let me explain this entire situation to you, because I clearly know what's going on and am in no way just as confused as you are.
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But Chuuya is not a wise person, so. Time to escalate the situation]
Not confused enough to be an asshole about it, huh? Maybe if you shut your mouth and opened your ears, you'd learn a thing or two.
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At least I know not to ask stupid questions in the first place!
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[He absolutely cannot, but he also can't lose this fight.]
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Really? How do you do that, exactly?
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Easy. People who're lying can't make eye contact without really, really trying. So either they're looking away, or they're trying too hard to look you in the eye. Both are pretty easy to see if you know what to look for.
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[It's 1/2 that she isn't sure whether he's telling the truth, and 1/2 that she would have said she didn't believe him anyways, honestly.]
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[He will absolutely track someone down for this.]
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[...]
What's your name?
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[Unlike the fake info he gave on lying, he can actually look at people while he lies.]
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[She looks ... really apologetic about not knowing, at least??]
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[A pause.]
Okay, this might sound really strange, but have you ever been in a situation like this before? Where you woke up somewhere weird without knowing how you got there?
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[This is becoming a trend and she doesn't like it.]
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Locked in one spot, with any powers you had gone?
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...and then told that blood would be spilled and that we must be the ones to do it? Yes.
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With promises of 'kill someone to get a nice reward' or 'we're going to do this stupid thing to you, if you want it to stop you have to kill someone'?
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We were told that a certain number of us needed to be killed before time run out, or else none of us would be able to return home.
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[And he doesn't like it one bit.]
What kind of being was in charge where you were?
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[A house, an island...what's with these cursed locations?]
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[ she frowns at Chuuya's socks and sandals, and then frowns at her own ball of socks. yeah she took those off asap ]
... By Americans...? Oh, but I guess they don't have the monopoly on bad clothing taste.
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You know what we got where I was before? Fancy suits and dresses. This is such a step down from that.
[After having to wear suits for two months, he's found that he likes being fancy. And now all he has left of the fancy life is his hat.]
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[ she's jelly. man, why weren't there fancy clothes on her abandoned island adventure? ]
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