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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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There were past ones at ours, but they were the ones who hosted them, and they would have still been at the castle.
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He said he hosted many of them. Yours doesn't seem to be one of them, but that's even more concerning.
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[ THIS WAS
SORT OF SOONER THAN SHE EXPECTED ]
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...I'm going to kill whoever is behind this.
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The only way to leave the game was for everyone to die.
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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.
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It seems like it... how many people do you know are here?
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One. You.
[He wants to see what she will say if he plays his cards close.]
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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 ]
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I've seen Todd, and you. There are two others.
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she'll keep that in mind. ]
Did you get along with them?
[ are there any serial killers, damian. ]
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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]
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[ how cute. i'm sorry damian. ]
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[ SHE DOESN'T KNOW JASON IS A TODDLER HEWWO ]
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Goodman, yes. [Steph, please, TODD IS A TODDLER.] They have... relations. Probably.
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[ damian explain ]
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[Oh. Hm. That's fair, though, he felt the same way running into teen terror Todd.]
You haven't seen him, have you? Todd is a teenager.
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[ still weird, but like, alright ]
... just how much of a teenager, exactly?
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Fifteen. Right after his death.
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[ as if things aren't already terrible. ]
... the people I know from the castle. They're all good. Belph was actually my partner for a role we had, so even if he pretends to be lazy, he's really dependable.
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[Not that! he doesn't want to know! and wouldn't demand to know! Just... she's so talkative, damn.]
Who else was from the castle?
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