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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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[WELL, HERE THEY ARE... here is one stupid pompom sword, who looks very startled at confused by--everything?! WHAT IS THIS CONTRAPTION. WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE.]
Ah-- did I do it wrong?
[He missed the Citadel on the way home, didn't he-- wait.]
--OKITA-KUN!!!!!!!!
[Look, he has to check]
Goodies
[Well, Yasusada's putting his hair up in a ponytail with his scrunchie, but yeah he's definitely dumping everything else onto the floor?? WHY.
He picks up the dry shampoo first, turning it around in his hands with a curious look on his face--he's either going to spray himself or someone else directly in the eyeballs in about 0.2 seconds if you don't stop him, so uh. Sorry.]
Win...dows...
[Yasusada, on account of being... Yasusada, is somehow capable of locating Sharp Pointy Things no matter wher he is, so--hope you weren't trying to play darts, because he's absolutely just taking some and walking away with them. He's also going to try throwing them directly at the windows!!! Unfortunately, his good reflexes mean that he ducks down as soon as it ricochets back, so I HOPE YOU WERE DUCKING IF YOU'RE ANYWHERE NEARBY.
If you're not dead, he at least has the decency to look sheepish.]
--Sorry!
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[Anything else!!! If you're from Grimmoired, Yasusada may or may not recognize you. Feel free to approach him even if you're not, though--he'll be shamelessly nosy, following people around, and just generally being a curious puppy about everything. It's fine.]
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Well in that case there goes Yasusada's eyesight--he yelps as soon as he sprays himself, dropping the bottle and pressing his hands to his eyes.]
Ouch, ouch, ouch--!!
[HELP HIM YOU JERK]
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windows
TONBOKIRI IS DEAD- or not.
he is painfully confused tho. ]
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Tonbokiri-kun?! [I forgot what yams calls him I'm sorry BUT EITHER WAY HE LOOKS VERY CONFUSED.] Why are you here?
[yams please apologize for killing him]
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he sees a disaster happening and practically jumps forward, immediately reaching to turn the bottle. ] Ah-- no, don't do that!
[ stop please ]
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What is it?
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waking up
Okita?
[CURIOUS.]
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Okita-kun? Have you seen him? Is he okay? Is he still healthy? Is he-- [slow down yams]
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goodies!
So he turns around to ask the man just behind him, ] Pardon me, do you know what thi— [ right in time for both of them to get a Fun Cloud of dry shampoo in their faces ]
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At least Yasusada doesn't like, keeping holding it down after he notices?? Small mercies???]
Oh, I'm sorry. [He could stand to sound less confused and more sorry tbh] What is this?
[WHY ARE YOU ASKING THE PERSON YOU SPRAYED IN THE FACE]
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which means he just turns to stare at yams and judge hard. if he wasn't dead inside i'd have a chance to use this icon. alas, that is not the case today. ]
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Do you think it would work if I threw it harder? [NO]
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Goodies
[ helping??? ]
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Eh, why does it say "dry"? [It sounds wet in there??]
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windows
flayn really needs to work on her reflexes, because there is now a dart stuck in her shoulder.]
...ah.
[ow.]
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Yasusada trots up to her, looking--well, a little concerned, but probably not nearly as much as he should tbh.]
Sorry, I said sorry! [He did in fact say sorry.] Are you okay?
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Ughh, shut up! You're too loud!!
[she says
yelling back at him]
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I NEED TO FIND OKITA-KUN!!
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windows
Ow? [It doesn't even hurt, it's more of a reflex than anything and he's glancing at Yasusada in vague annoyance.] Dude, watch it!
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[HE ALREADY SAID IT ONCE but he'll say it again because he sometimes has manners? Maybe.]
I wanted to see if it would break.
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Do what wrong?
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He looks kind of distressed, looking around the bus even as he answers her.]
Going back to the Citadel, from the castle! Unless-- are we on the way? [as if she would know]
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goodies
so he gets sprayed directly in the eyes. that's fine.
so he punches yasusada directly in the face, because that's reasonable escalation, baby.]
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Since Yasusada is not blind, he manages to dodge as best he can--but this space is way too narrow for a poor uchigatana, so Asch definitely at least makes contact?? Ow??? More importantly, he drops the shampoo bottle instead of, like. Spraying him in the face again.]
Wah!
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