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.

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[ruffboi]

arrival

[Magnus stands up from the floor of the bus, rubs his head, looking down at his clothes (ugly tie dye shirt, fanny pack, and big cargo shorts) and immediately begins ripping the sleeves off his shirt.]

Okay, guys, don't worry. I've got vehicle proficiency!

[chaoticlootral]

[Well, he's behind him, so he doesn't recognize him, just seeing a big guy with muscles yelling about some bullshit he doesn't care about so he's not listening either. Sidling on up for a Favor.]

Heeeeeeeeeey, Daddy-o, you seem stacked, you wanna help a dude out with some shirt rippage here?

[ruffboi]

[Turning around! There's Taako! He honestly. Doesn't see anything amiss with Taako calling him Daddy-o, so. Just accepting that.]

You got it! Now, how close a crop are we talking? Tell me when.

[Holding his hands out wide and slowly bringing them closer together.]

[chaoticlootral]

[AUGH]


[i mean there really is nothing out of the ordinary about calling him daddy-o]


[Still Taako is shocked long enough to just let Magnus close his hands all together before he finally manages to get some words out]

The fuck are you doing here?

[unfriendliest]

Do you know what kind of vehicle this is?

[ruffboi]

[Squinting at their surroundings.]

Yup. Standard party bus. I should be able to drive this puppy no problem.

[unfriendliest]

[ okay he knows what a party is, but ]

What is a "bus"?

[snyaiper]

[That sure is a shirt choice.]

How is that supposed to help?
[Glancing over to the walled-off driver.]

[ruffboi]

Once we break in there, it's gonna be a cinch. Try approaching this with a problem solving attitude, okay?

[snyaiper]

No.
[Pettily]

Let's see it then, break in there right now. You look plenty strong.

[psychedelica]

The door doesn't even open.

[ this anime prettyboy looks exhausted already, but, apparently, he's already done some investigating. ]

I tried. It's some kind of magical vehicle. You'll be wasting your time.

[ruffboi]

Right, 'cause it's not Wednesday yet.

[Nodding, like this makes sense.]

I get that it's a magical vehicle, my man. Proficiencies still apply.

[psychedelica]

[ I'M NOT YOUR MAN, PAL ]

Huh? What does Wednesday have to do with anything?

[extracrispy]

... Uh.

[Maybe he had a witty response, but. Uh. MAGNUS YOUR SLEEVES?]

That's— great. Good for you?

[ruffboi]

[Are you distracted by the gun show?]

Yeah, good for me. Help me get into the driver's car, and I'll steer this puppy.

[extracrispy]

[More like by his dedication to making questionable fashion choices even more questionable.]

Sure. Got any suggestion for how to do that? I must've left my trusty lockpick at home.

[applechemist]

That will be very useful if we manage to get to the steering!

[ She's being sincere! ]

[ruffboi]

Exactly!

[She gets it.]

Once we figure out how to get inside, dibs on driving it.

[applechemist]

[ here! ]

[slobjection]

And I don't even have my license.

[ sound a little more ashamed about that, phoenix. ]

Well, have at it. I'll support you.

[ruffboi]

Neither do I. But if your proficiency is high enough to outdrive the law, you don't need one.

[Nodding.]

Thanks! Door's locked, but if we wait for a Wednesday, it'll pop right open, I think.

[muragas]

Does that count as a driver's license?

[ hm. she eyes the discarded fabric. does he... not want those...? ]

[ruffboi]

[Picking up the sleeves and handing them to her.]

Want these?

[Anyway.]

It counts as a driver's license if you drive too well to get pulled over.

[getdrekt]

[???what the fuck???]

What does that have to do with anything?

It's already moving!

[ruffboi]

Sure. But once I get to the wheel, I can turn this whole car around. Plus, I can stop at McDonald's. What're you thinking, Big Mac? You look like a Big Mac man.