WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL - OVERFLOW

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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.

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c-3po

[coastal]

[from here ]

[well, as long as she's back on her feet, she doesn't seem to mind that much. she's still going to be more bewildered than anything, so that means her considerably declawed. she's too confused to be horrible.

so she dusts herself off and tilts her head]

A cyborg... is...?

[oh - ]

And my name is Lili. You don't need to call me 'miss'.

[machinetranslation]

A pleasure to meet you, Miss Lili. [there is always a need, in Threepio's opinion]

Cybernetically modified organisms, more commonly referred to as "cyborgs," are organic beings who have integrated parts of their body with inorganic technology. As their needs can differ from non-modified humans, my etiquette programming includes a number of specialized protocols to accommodate them.

[He cocks his head to the side after this small lecture]

I do hope that answers your question, Miss Lili?

[coastal]

[ . . . . it actually seems like it takes her a little, just because she's processing it? there's a lot of terminology where she has to guess a little bit in order to truly grasp what he's saying.]

... Lili is fine. Can that be in your etiquette programming? To refer to people how they'd like?

[she's at least genuinely asking]

Otherwise... yes. So you're alive? Just like the rest of us?

[machinetranslation]

Of course, Lili. [was there a slight bit of hesitation there?] Respecting how individuals would like to be addressed is the polite thing to do.

As for me, I'm not "alive" in the same sense you are. While I facilitate communications on behalf of humans, cyborgs, and the Galaxy's many species, I myself am a droid, despite my humanoid appearance.

[coastal]

Good. Eventually we can make it less about politeness and more about just being on equal standing, but...

[she doesn't know how robots work.]

Huh... But you were brought here like the rest of us, right? You're not part of whatever stupid system captured us in the first place?

[he doesn't look like the rest of the bus, or else she'd 100% be trying to beat him up]

[machinetranslation]

Oh my, no. I'm also a passenger on this oddly enclosed transport. I certainly don't hope we've been captured. And when we were just rescued from that awful island.

[he looks around warily]

I'm sure we'll reach our destination soon.

[coastal]

Oh - so you're from the island as well.

[wow, it seems like such a popular murder destination]

If you don't think we've been captured, then what do you think happened?

[machinetranslation]

[He blinks at the question]

We were moved to a transport bound for a spaceport or docking station, I assume. The ship that rescued us was almost certainly not capable of off-world travel.