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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL
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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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[ she has no hope ]
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And then a long, slow, weary sigh. ]
Try not to concern yourself. If no one else does, I'll be happy to clean it every morning. It's in the best interest of everyone, after all.
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[ that's cute. everyone she is used to dealing with recently has been some flavor of asshole. ]
If it comes down to it, we'll make a chore chart.
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Back home I worked as a hospital janitor. This can't be any worse.
A chore chart sounds like just the thing... for anyone actually inclined to follow it. [ He sounds amused. ]
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[ and threatening ]
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... and then smiles in earnest. He likes her already. ]
Good to know. I can enlist your help then? It would be good to have a hygienic comrade in arms.
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[ this is stupid, but she's glad for it. ]
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[ Now he'll grin, with warmth enough to crinkle his eyes. ]
Narukami Yu, by the way. Call me Yu. Nice to meet you.
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[ ... ]
Or as much pleasure as there can be. On this bus.
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The fashion's ... interesting. It's all a little ... well. [ that single word contains an entire wealth of meaning, which mostly boils down to this place is weird as fuck. ]
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[ hm ]
Maybe we're going to a camp?
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Like ... a summer camp?
[ ... ]
Something feels strange about that... my gut is telling me this bus might just reveal new secrets. But I can't deny we're quite obviously on the way to somewhere, either.
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[ she knows this is not the case ]
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If only, huh?
You see the Travel Guide yet?
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[ that's
weird. ]
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[ Yu lifts his wrist, which is where his scrunchie currently rests. ]
It's a marker of some kind. Perhaps it's some way for whoever is running this to tell who's part of the game. It signifies us in some way. That's why we've got to wear them, and why misplacing them could lead to harm.
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[ she sighs ]
... but I won't, obviously.
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but she follows up a moment later and he lets go a silent sigh. ]
Best to play by the rules for now. I've learned breaking things--rules--like this can come with some consequences.
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[ steph, metaphorically brushing her leg under a rug ]
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Sometimes the punishments were minor, or silly, but the worst could result in instant death. We don't know who or what we're up against yet. If my experience counts for anything, I think we'll find out in a few days.
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[ she sighs, but then straightens up again. ]
Well, at the very least everyone here seems to be somewhat prepared for whatever might happen.