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

[recrypt]

Is he really that bad at getting this kind of thing on his own?

[chaoticlootral]

He had to broadcast for it before, or so I heard.

[this is just slander]

[unpredicktable]

Why is my sex life up for debate already?

[recrypt]

Apparently you have a reputation!

[ chirped breezily, next question ]

And you happen to be here with other people you know, like him. Look at us, we're learning so much about each other already.

[unpredicktable]

Great. Not... sure how it's relevant, but. Great.

[ it is not great. ]

[recrypt]

Your ex over there seems to think it is.

[ maybe you shouldn't

have spats in the open? ]

[unpredicktable]

[


wh ]

We never dated!

[recrypt]

[ just

glances up at thread where it sounds like taako's being a bitter ex with the whole sailing off into the sunset with a boyfriend thing. also flirting but not actually. ]

Oh? So was this just a friends with benefits situation, then?

[ 'friends'

also is she giving him shit or is she serious, the world will never know ]

[unpredicktable]

... Sort of. It's... complicated.

[ he was friends with benefits with the entire fucking game. i hate sex ]

[recrypt]

... I think that's what people usually say in your situation, yes.

[ 'it's complicated. . .'

rip all thots ]

[unpredicktable]

I-- yes, that's true, but it really was complicated.

[recrypt]

Go on.

[ he's saying that because he wants to explain himself, right? ]

[unpredicktable]

[ no, but he will :/ ]

Our demons were the sexual depravity kind. Everyone had to have sex with each other during the week or they would die. On top of people getting possessed by them to kill.

1/2

[recrypt]

[ . . . ]

[recrypt]

That explains quite a lot about your alleged altruistic philandering, I suppose.

[ yea. ]

Going to go out on a limb and guess that your possessions didn't come with vaguely thematic monster transformations when cornered?

[unpredicktable]

More like gross giant dark masses with teeth once they were caught. "Exorcisms" required a ritual that killed the host.

[ yes he is ignoring the first part ]

[recrypt]

Hm, it was more or less the same thing for us, minus the fact that we managed to save three of them when we killed them. [ or, well, two and hunter, but semantics. ] That, and our monsters were a little more varied than giant dark masses with teeth...

[ shrug. ]

Did your exorcisms ever cause any collateral damage, or were the giant gross dark masses neatly contained and wrapped up for their inevitable demise?

[unpredicktable]

[ how come you guys :/ got to save people :/ dick nods but doesn't comment just :/ internally ]

They were confined to an exorcism circle. No way out... and no way in for anyone to help if things got dire inside the circle, either. [ you win some. you lose some ] Guessing yours weren't so self-contained?

[recrypt]

[ lmao ]

There were supposed to be barriers to keep us from assisting or interfering- but a monster's broken through them on at least one occasion.

I suppose it's hard to rate a magic barrier for durability against a giant dragon.

[chaoticlootral]

It's Taako. By the way. Taako, y'know, from the movies?

[Holding out a hand. Like. To be kissed. Jesus christ.]

[recrypt]

Unfortunately, we don't get much in the way of good culture out in the contaminated zones- so I'm afraid I don't know, actually!

[ what the hell is a movie when something something apocalypse

but she will, in fact, humor him provided that his palm is facedown by kneeling and pressing a quick kiss to the back of it. because this is great entertainment, a+ ]

A pleasure to meet you anyways, Taako from the movies.

[chaoticlootral]

[oh my god no one's actually ever done that before

45 is now his favorite person. Roomba? Whatever.]

The pleasure is all mine, uh, whoever the hell you are!

[recrypt]

Oh, did I forget to introduce myself? Where are my manners?

[ the wide-eyed 'gosh golly' apologetic ingenue act would be a lot more convincing if she wasn't laying it on so hard,

or you know, if there wasn't a shit-eating grin on her face, but. ]

I'm UMP45, but you can just call me 45 for the sake of convenience. Everyone else does already.

[ well

not everyone, some people call her Aki, but that's neither here nor there ]

[chaoticlootral]

Oh don't worry about it, I'm definitely not gonna remember it, darling.

[At least he's honest . . . ?]

Weird name.

[Says the guy called Taako.]

[recrypt]

[ this mingle is a monster ]