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

[applechemist]

A. First Things First

[ You know what, this might as well be happening. After Thots, and how that ended for her, fucking sure, why not. Escha doesn't even get up from the floor of the bus, at first. She just sits up and takes stock of what she has in the fanny pack.

... And after reading the rulebook, she puts the scrunchie up around one of her pigtails. Then stands up to look around more closely. Priority number one is: ]

Logy?

[ ... Hrm. Logy is not here. Escha just lets out a very, very long sigh. ]

B. Time For Wine Right Now Immediately

[ Second things second! After managing to nudge past people to look around a bit -- Escha decides that floor two is where she belongs.

She is immediately getting herself a nice glass of wine, and taking it to go sit down with. And once she's seated, taking off her socks and shoes for good measure. Then putting the shoes back on. Socks and sandals is stupid. >:( ]

A

[daifukus]

[ from where he still hasn't moved yet ]

Ah...... Escha-dono. You're here as well?

[applechemist]

Yes...!

But... It seems like only some of us are here.

[daifukus]

A strange mix, don't you think?

[ why them etc ]

But ah, perhaps it's good that there are both people who left and remained?

[ at least they know it's not a demon related thing. probably. ]

[applechemist]

Y-yeah. You're probably right.

[ She really hadn't wanted to get separated from Logy again. ]

It's just - it's not like I can even say "at least they're safe, back there." You know...?

[daifukus]

[ oh mood ]

Mm. I can only hope for the best. [ otherwise he'd just lay on the floor and give up entirely. ........ nevermind the fact that he's still on the floor right now anyways. ]

Perhaps we'll find answers here on this journey we can bring back to release us from the curse.

[applechemist]

I...

[ She almost tells him that's too optimistic, but then decides: hey, you know what? She wants to be optimistic! ]

Yeah! Maybe. We'll see!

[ The words are not strong, but at least her tone is. ]

[daifukus]

[ best to Think The Best than fear the worst, right? after all, how worse can worst get for them? haha!

he smiles tiredly like he understands. it's fine. ]

Mm. But for now.... it's probably best to familiarize ourselves with this place, hm?

[applechemist]

There isn't that much to familiarize ourselves with.

... I guess that means I don't have to go around making maps to hang up, though. [ See? Optimism! ]

[daifukus]

[ he laughs sheepishly ]

That's true.

[ here's hoping this isn't where they're gonna be stuck the whole time. ]

I only hope we'll be let off eventually. This bus is far too small for all of us.

[applechemist]

Well... If it's anything like the ship, it won't be too long before we get more freedom.

They can't keep this many people in this small a space forever. Right?

[daifukus]

Mm. It's only a matter of time.

[ hopefully. ]

But for now, perhaps we should see what they have to offer us in the meantime?

[ how long until they feel incredibly spoiled by the former luxuries of the sex boat ]

[applechemist]

Yeah. Even if it's a small place, I can't rule out there being some kind of clue we just need to find and figure out...

[ She offers him a hand to stand up. ]

[daifukus]

[ the mental imagine of escha pulling tonbo up kills me ]

Mm, exactly. I'm sure between all of our separate experiences, we should be able to create a larger pool of resources as well.

[ it's like combining all the troops together! ]

There may be something we're familiar with that they're not and vice versa.

[applechemist]

[ and yet, she does it. ]

I think so, too. When everyone combines what they know, they can be much more effective. Like - filling in each other's blanks.

[ ........ why does saying that make her look so sad. ]

B

[concasse]

-- Aaah, do I spy a princess~!

[Sadly she isn't going to get to enjoy her peace and quiet for much longer, as the moment Sanji realizes there is a lady in his presence, he rocks over like a dog being yanked by his leash]

Permit me to join you in a drink, Miss~!

[applechemist]

[ Ah... Hm. Escha just laughs. She doesn't know how to handle that first part, so she just flat-out ignores it.

But she's not opposed to company...! ]

Of course. Please, sit.

[concasse]

[Ignoring him is the best she could do. Don't encourage him... even though he bounds over and takes a seat, his eyes somehow the shape of. hearts.

The worst]

Bless you for gracing my presence~!

Might I have your name, Miss?

[applechemist]

[ Oh no, he didn't calm down like she'd hoped. Hrmg, but she's gotta be polite. ]

I-I'm Escha Malier. It's nice to meet you...?

b.

[muragas]

[ Minako blinks up at the other girl from her plate of dumplings. hm! big mood though, it's like a bunch of Americans dressed them.

... she nudges her plate towards the middle of the table, wordlessly offering some of the contents to Escha. ]

[applechemist]

[ here! ]

a

[hydrogenetic]

You're missing someone too, huh? [Percy's own scrunchy is around his wrist, and he seems to be letting his eyes move around the train looking for someone specific.]

[applechemist]

[ here! ]

b.

[getdrekt]

Don't just leave your socks laying around. This place is packed enough as it is.

[applechemist]

[ here! ]