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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL
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| 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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[ He's still not smiling, not exactly, but it's there, hiding in the corner of his mouth. ]
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[She gestures towards the darts.]
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Please watch me, master. I'll work hard to make you proud.
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Okay, this is already too embarrassing for me, can we go back to normal?
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Of course ........ master.
[ :) ]
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Because you will be. [ Again his grin is bright, bright as the piece of sunlight that slips between your blinds to strike the side of your face. ] Narukami Yu. What's your name?
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[Her grin, even right after his joking, was much smaller. As such:]
What're you so happy about? Do you know something the rest of us don't?
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Nice to meet you, Natalie-san.
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Just Natalie's fine. And... Yu, or Narukami?
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[ he pauses. a little more seriously: ]
You okay, Natalie?
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Uh, yeah... Why?
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[ there's some quiet sympathy, but no pity or presumption.
plus, it was hard not to notice the timbre of her mood, when she was viciously throwing darts at anywhere they'd stick. ]
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[She looks - uncomfortable might be the best way to describe her reaction to the undertones of concern in that question. She seems like she's trying to inch away from it.]
Either way, it's not a big deal.
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It is. [ and he means that, with every drop of sincerity in him.
A beat. ] But I won't pry. If you ever need someone to talk to, well ... I doubt I'll be hard to find. [ a wry smile, honoring her request to get away from it. ] It's a big bus, but it's not that big.
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Why are you... We just met, like, three minutes ago.
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Yu shrugs a little, just as wry as his smile. ]
When I walked in, it seemed like you could use a friend.
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Well - like I said, I'm fine.
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I believe you. How about a darts partner instead?
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