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

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[axilium]

[ah, one of those types.]

Well, we're all probably going to start stabbing each other very soon, based off my experience?

[unpredicktable]

[ well. fuck. ]

...Can't say I'm thrilled that our experiences overlap in that area as well.

[axilium]

Figures. So, what was the motive for yours? Your world'll end if you don't?

[unpredicktable]

[ he tilts his head ]

Sort of. Also had a case of possession going around, so that came... later.

[axilium]

Sounds fun. Ours was 100% willing. I mean, aside from the threat of looming world destruction over our heads.

[unpredicktable]

[ huh. he looks thoughtful ]

Willing but coerced. Noted. So how did you stop that threat?

[axilium]

Kept killing.

[unpredicktable]

[ wow, thanks ]

What, Battle Royale style? Last man standing?

[axilium]

I almost wish it was. That would've been easier.

[he shrugs.]

Two endings. More, if you include the worst ones. The one we went with—to simplify it—was leave X amount of survivors left and kill the rest, basically.

[unpredicktable]

[ "geez belph how come your npcs let you have two endings :/". but also he's frowning ]

Can't have been an easy choice. How many people were left by the end?

[axilium]

Nnnnnine? Yeah, nine. I don't want to see the number three ever again.

[unpredicktable]

So I'm guessing math was involved?

[ because nine isn't three ]

[axilium]

Addition or multiplication, take your pick. I guess murdering counts as subtraction?

[unpredicktable]

Well, I can say it certainly gets people divided...

[ kill me ]

[axilium]

[i hate you]

After things got exponentially worse? Yeah, you could say that.

[unpredicktable]

[ luckily for both of us he lets go of the math puns for: ]

Speaking of things getting worse-- murder on a tightly packed bus. Think this is our end locale for it, or are we going somewhere?

[axilium]

I really, really hope we get off this bus because sooner or later I'm going to be sick.

[unpredicktable]

No kidding. The one bathroom situation is going to get bad quick.

[axilium]

They gave us a kitchen, so on one hand, they don't want us to starve... but on the other hand, that means we'll be on this bus long enough for that to be a concern, at minimum.

[unpredicktable]

We do not have nearly enough wet wipes to last us a week.

[axilium]

Please let us off this bus...

[unpredicktable]

How long did it take for you guys before things started getting dire? [ aka murder-y ] Took a week for most. That might be our timeline for potentially getting off this bus.

[ HOPEFULLY? PLEASE THEY'LL DIE ]

[axilium]

Oh, yeah. We got a week before—whump.

[mimics stabbing]

[unpredicktable]

If someone snaps after a week on this bus, not sure I can blame them.

[ i mean. he will. but also, he cannot. ]

So hopefully we've got at most a week on this bus. And even more hopefully, less than that as we immediately figure out a way out.

[ his tone says. he does not think that part is likely ]

[axilium]

Watch it be eight weeks.