WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL

[gatonina]

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.

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SECOND LEVEL...A THING

[gatonina]

[On the second level of the bus, a ouija board sits innocently on the bar counter. Unable to be removed or damaged, the board almost seems to invite passengers to approach it, planchette pointed straight toward the middle.

Perhaps you should say hello? You never know who will answer...]

[fishingforcompliments]

What is this...?

[Flayn is so confused. Why are they on a bus? Why are their clothes different? Why is this happening? These are all questions she doesn't have an answer to.

The ouija board confuses her, too. She frowns down at it, then nudges the planchette. When it moves, she looks the board over and... drags it over to "Hello". May as well be polite!]

[gatonina]

[there's a short pause before the planchette moves. ]

hello?

[slobjection]

[ you all knew what would happen.... ]

Knock knock.

[gatonina]

[hm. sure.]

who's there?

[survivaltricks]

[it's probably no surprise that Akira BEELINES towards the ouija board when he sees it. with a frown on his features (brow wrinkled to match), he reaches out to touch the planchette and speak at the board. aloud. like it's a person]

Heeeeeeey.

Anybody there?

[gatonina]

hello. how are you doing?

[chaoticlootral]

[okay you know how when you're on the phone with a robo-call and you'd just like to speak to a manager so you try and skip all the pleasantries and just yell SPEAK TO PERSON and press 0 a bunch of times? trying that tactic.]

S-P-E-A-K-T-O-M-A-N-A-G-E-R

[gatonina]

this is the manager. how may I direct your yelling?

[axilium]

[at this point, belph is beyond the point of giving a fuck so whatever if this steals his soul or something then so be it. touching the planchette!]

Hey, if I say I'm gonna puke, will you let me off the bus?

[he is not actually, but you know.]

[gatonina]

ew. I mean outcome does not look good.

[givethemhell]

[Obviously the necromancer's gotta poke around this black magic demon bullshit HE NEVER LEARNS.

Anyway he'll just spell out hello do you like rice wine]

[gatonina]

yes. have a drink for me?

[wowcool]

[Oh, he knows what this is. Anaido gives it a cursory look, and then moves to ask a question. This is a very important question. It will no doubt, unravel the mysteries of this entire place, the true nature of this reality, the identity of the mastermind, and-]

what is your favorite number?

[.............................okay, maybe not!]

[recrypt]

[ this is stupid, but stupid is usually what gets at least some form of results, so how bad could touching this from the get go be.

is she going to go with the usual pleasantries and say hello? ]

7777

[ no. ]

[applechemist]

Hmm.

[ After observing other people use it for a bit, Escha tries! ]

where are we going?

[covenantal]

[ Well, a thing like this is going to draw his attention immediately.

Yu will at least survey the board for a long moment before trying his hand at moving the planchette. ]

Hello. Nice to meet you.

[ruffboi]

[Using the ouija board to write out - ]

69 69 420

[bittybat]

E N O U G H
G A M E S
F I G H T
M E
O N E V S O N E

[listen,,]

[coastal]

[she's going to just

say things out loud as she moves the planchette]

Are you dead?

[she took a poll and this was the best info she got out of it]

[unfriendliest]

[ okay he's watched yu do this thing so now it's his turn for a very important question ]

where is my sword

[shortforever]

[This doesn't seem suspicious at all.

Chuuya is going to prod at the sliding bit first. He's not trying to spell any words, but eventually it settles on 'K'.]

Huh. What's this thing?

[concasse]

[...]

Knock knock

[Listen, don't expect brilliance from him this early in the game-- ALSO I AM CRYING BC PHOENIX DID THE SAME THING BUT I'M NOT CHANGING IT]

1/2

[muragas]

[ hewwo? any ghosts in here? Minako will swiftly spell out a Good morning with the planchette ]

No need to be rude, right?

[getdrekt]

[hhhmmmmmmm


he flicks the planchette.]

This damn thing again...