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

[successives]

I don't want to get in the way if you decide to launch yourself at something else. Seems like a hazard.

[okay now she's just saying this to be sassy]

[coastal]

Then there's nothing stopping you from leaving.

[how is she so unfriendly]

[successives]

I kind of want to see what you'll do next.

[likewise, why is she like this]

[coastal]

The least you could do is pretend to be useful even if you can't manage the real thing.

[but she's going to keep looking through cupboards... smh...]

[successives]

[if she jumps into help immediately it's going to seem like she cares what lili thinks and that's embarrassing

But after a few minutes, she does move to one of the cupboards that's gone unchecked as of yet, opening it up.]

It was getting boring, so.

[And that's the only reason she's helping!!]

[coastal]

[ . . . . lmao]

Is that why.

[she

sounds amused]

[successives]

[IMMEDIATELY:]

Do you want me to help or not?

[coastal]

Sure, I'll take it.

[she doesn't care either way but instead of saying that out loud (thank god) she just says - ]

What's your name?

[successives]

Natalie. Yours?

[coastal]

Lili.

[and she'll let silence fall for a bit before - ]

So which one were you from? Sentient mansion or sentient island?

[successives]

[She shakes her head.]

Neither. Have you talked to anyone who said they were stuck in a really old fashioned town?

[coastal]

Not until now, I'm guessing.

One of the less-visited spots? Or do you see a lot of familiar faces here?

[successives]

Just three, apart from me, so... Four of us total.

[After a moment:]

What about you?

[coastal]

Two, apart from me. Three of us total.

[she tilts her head before going to look at - presumably - where others are gathered]

Who are your others...?

[successives]

[She’s pointing to each of them in the crowd as she goes.]

Damian’s the really small one over there, he’s ten or something. Percy’s the really tall one with brown hair there, and Jason’s the one with black hair who’s around my height.

[coastal]

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