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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL
ARRIVAL | |
| â˝ FULL NAVIGATION â˝ LOCATIONS â˝ STATUSES â˝ IC PROFILES â˝ IC RULEBOOK â˝ MURDER PROPOSALS â˝ PCS â˝ CURFEW â˝ ??? â˝ ??? â˝ ??? |
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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Oh, Miss Flayn! What a wonderful surprise to see you're on this transport as well.
[He turns back to the door]
You're probably right. R2 can be quite stubborn sometimes, and is hardly the most capable pilot.
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[Hmm.]
Perhaps we should simply let him drive, then..? He may... get us to our destination.
[She doesn't sound like she believes that, but she's not sure C-3PO should be wasting his battery power on yelling at someone who won't answer.]
just runs out of battery 1 week into the game
Has there been an announcement as to where this transport is going? I believe I was powered down for some time after we left the island.
i mean. if he recharges by solar energy.... glances at tinted windows
...I have not yet met anyone who remembers boarding a contraption such as this.
gonna plug him into the cigarette lighter
[His chipper tone somewhat jarringly contradicts the heaviness of the subject]
Speaking of, how are you feeling, Miss Flayn? I do hope you're no longer unwell.
alas that is probably locked up with the driver
[Since she was revived! It's fine! She's not dead anymore.]
Thank you for asking. And you, C-3PO? Do all of your systems seem to be working correctly?
I hope someone tries to connect him to like, the microwave
[Without warning, his eye-lights shut off and he goes still for a few seconds.]
A quick scan shows some extraneous functions have been shut down to conserve power, but aside from that I am in working order. More or less. [He makes a motion that could almost be interpreted as a tired shrug]
hgkjjkhhjgghk i dont think we have one but that's such a funny mental image
All right... please tell someone if that changes. I have not seen anything similar to that tool we used for your repairs before, so we will want to catch any problems early before they get bad.
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I certainly hope we won't be on this
(scrap bucket)transport for that long before reaching our destination. As much as I abhor spaceflight, I would very much like to have an oil bath and tune up.no subject
[Although if they're not here for long... what will that mean, she wonders? She's got a terrible feeling that they're not on space at all, or anywhere near where they want to go.]
...have you run into anyone else that you recognize from the island so far? There are so many people here.
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Have you seen any others from the island, Miss Flayn?
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[But she hasn't seen anyone else from the island. There are more people she doesn't know than ones she does.]
...and I met someone who was a friend of Ryuji and Yusuke, though neither of them seems to be here.
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