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

[hydrogenetic]

a.)

[Waking up somewhere completely foreign isn't anything unusual for Percy. Waking up somewhere completely foreign and knowing how he possibly got here is new though and he finds himself sitting up immediately, hand instinctively reaching for his side. There's a brief moment where he's patting his pocket, a frown forming as he looks toward the ceiling.

Now what?

b.)

[Eventually he gets up and Percy finds himself wandering the bus, checking out all of the decks and checking the windows as he goes. As he takes stock of the area though he'll immediately approach anyone who looks unfamiliar and draw attention to himself.]

So. Where do you think we're going?

c.)

[Wildcard! Hit me with anything I'm mobile and in moving hell have pity on me ilu guys]

b

[wowcool]

I have no idea!

[Anaido is just sitting on one of the seats, kicking his feet a little. He smiles.]

I guess we'll see, huh?

[hydrogenetic]

I'm not sure I want to be surprised. [But Anaido seems to be chill here so Percy watches for a moment before nodding to, like, the only other seat available nearby.

...not that he asks, he just sits down without permission.] You seem weirdly unconcerned.

[wowcool]

Do I seem like I'm unconcerned?

[He stares at Percy for a moment, his smile almost bordering a smirk - and then just shrugs. Of course he does.]

I just have a feeling that waking up in circumstances like these is something I go through often. [A pause.] Besides, a lot of us have been through the same thing. It's easier not to worry when you sort of know what you might expect.

[hydrogenetic]

yeets crystal to overflow

b

[applechemist]

I don't know...

Maybe to some ruins?

[hydrogenetic]

Ruins? [Odd...] Have you been to a lot of ruins before?

[applechemist]

[ here! ]

b!

[givethemhell]

[He's just hanging out on the floor by the kitchen table for some fuckin reason, rolling an orange in his palm.]

Hopefully somewhere nice! Maybe a nice forest or a little cozy town... And not a beach or a ship.

[Fuck beaches especially but also if he never sets foot on a boat again, it'll be TOO DAMN SOON.]

What about you, what do you think?

[hydrogenetic]

[I'm. Sure. He just watches for a moment and unfortunately his eyes are more on the motions of the orange than on WWX's face.]

You don't think beaches are nice? [Says the water baby.] I'm kinda hoping this is just some transfer line and the bus is leading us back to our own homes. Think that's a possibility?

[givethemhell]

[ty: immediately gives up with wwx]

Hah, not at all! [CHEERILY.] To it being a possibility, that is. But it would be nice, wouldn't it? A well-deserved rest. [Or, in his case, the chance to immediately launch PROJECT: FIND THE DEMONS AGAIN AND FISH EVERYONE OUT OF HELL.

He'll also offer up the orange after a second.]

Would you like it? I don't mind beaches, by the way. I just don't want to see another again for a while.

[hydrogenetic]

...[He holds up his hand to catch the orange. Orange plz.]

It would be nice and that's exactly why we're not getting it anytime soon. So I take it you just came from a bad beach?

a

[shortforever]

[Chuuya is absolutely focusing in on someone with that kind of reaction, because that sounds like someone who is used to waking up in situations like this.]

No clue, I'm pretty sure I didn't piss off anyone powerful recently. What about you?

[hydrogenetic]

Uh, I kind of piss off a lot of powerful people a lot of the time but this is almost tame for them.

[shortforever]

That's a bad habit to get into, you shouldn't do it.

[He is not speaking from experience, nope.]

And if this ends up anything like where I just was, then it's not gonna be tame.

b)

[slobjection]

[ taking a long look at him..... huh..... ]

Your guess is as good as mine.

[hydrogenetic]

[...hello??? He'll just stare back.]

Well my guess right now is "nowhere good." That sound about right?

b

[fishingforcompliments]

I wish I knew. There is a board that seems to be able to communicate with us, but it is not terribly forthcoming.

[sad.]

[hydrogenetic]

...a board? [Squinting.] What do you mean it's communicating? Like it actually talks?

[He knows what a ouija board is, but he's also under the idea that it wouldn't be the least bit surprising if holographic projections were a thing somehow.]

[fishingforcompliments]

There are letters on it, and a pointer that moves around.

[


which in retrospect might be hard for someone who has difficulty spelling.]

a

[muragas]

[ hmmmmmmmm ]

Breakfast, maybe. Are you hungry?

[hydrogenetic]

[He opens his mouth to say something, but that's not even close to what he was considering so he's a little surprised now.]

Now that you mention it? Yeah, a little. What's the food situation so far?

[muragas]

I'm pretty sure the kitchen is magic? I literally saw a jar of edible gold when I was poking around in there earlier, and other people have been able to get whatever ingredients they need for their dishes, no matter how strange.

[ no more foraging... #blessed ]

Anything in particular you feel like?

b.

[getdrekt]

[...]

Our deaths.

[obviously.]

[hydrogenetic]

go the hell to bed