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

II.

[chaoticlootral]

Oh, wow, the speeches are starting early this time ain't they, bud? Everyone, please form a single file line to fuck him, pushing and shoving will not be tolerated.

[unpredicktable]

Okay, with the context missing, it just sounds like you're advocating for a bus orgy.

[chaoticlootral]

Please Mr. Hero, won't you offer some fucks to the people, to save them from the terrors of the bus?

[unpredicktable]

Sorry, I'm all out of fucks to give.

[ he couldn't resist the pun ]

[chaoticlootral]

Don't fuckin' flirt with me, I'm mad at you.

[that-- that wasn't flirting?]

[voidbreaker]

[ from somewhere in the background: ]

I'll pass, not my type.

[chaoticlootral]

. . . Do you have eyes?

[unpredicktable]

[ SIGHING IN THE BACKGROUND ]

[voidbreaker]

Yup.

What, never heard of varied tastes?

[chaoticlootral]

Right, okay, sure.

Anyway, the point isn't attraction, he's offering to doink you to save your life.

Re: II.

[survivaltricks]

[raises hand]

I'm taken.

[chaoticlootral]

You don't have to brag about it.

[survivaltricks]

[a hum]

You want to see me brag? I can do that--

[his expression turns mischievous but also EXTREMELY FOND so like. it's one of THOSE relationships]

[chaoticlootral]

Barfaroni, my guy.

[So, so sour.]

Anyway, point is, you don't have to listen to bossy britches over here.

[recrypt]

Is he really that bad at getting this kind of thing on his own?

[chaoticlootral]

He had to broadcast for it before, or so I heard.

[this is just slander]

[unpredicktable]

Why is my sex life up for debate already?

[recrypt]

Apparently you have a reputation!

[ chirped breezily, next question ]

And you happen to be here with other people you know, like him. Look at us, we're learning so much about each other already.

[muragas]

[ hmmmmmmmmm, well he's sort of cute... but- ]

Sorry, I've only got enough room for one black haired, blue eyed boy in my heart. He's all yours.

[chaoticlootral]

Oh, no thank you, I've moved on myself. I'm, uh, taking a break on that scene.

[muragas]

... It's complicated?

[chaoticlootral]

Not that complicated. You know how sometimes you make a cake that's much too rich and covered in buttery, sugary frosting, and because you have a gun to your head you sit there and eat the whole thing and then want a very long break from eating cake? It's like that.

[fishingforcompliments]

—as attractive as he is [look she can admit it she has eyes] I do not believe anyone is interested in doing... that!

Particularly not in as crowded a space as this!

[chaoticlootral]

The threat of a bloody death was kind of, uh, a motivator in that regard. That one didn't happen to you?

[fishingforcompliments]

Um... no. No, it did not.