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.

Comments

[fishingforcompliments]

[that's fine, she is too!




ooh, she's found some fruit. that isn't fish, but she likes papayas well enough, so. that'll do.]

Hmm... it seems rather fresh.

[weird. how can there be fresh fruit in a place like this??]

[preowned]

Look! I found cookies!

[ that's

also not fish. they're going to be here a while. ]

1/2

[fishingforcompliments]

Oh? What kind?

[SHE PERKS UP]

2/2

[fishingforcompliments]

[and then remembers that for reasons she's promised herself not to eat anything that she didn't prepare]

I hope you enjoy them!

[preowned]

I will.

[ tsuru has made no such promise and he never goddamn will

so he is immediately eating one ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[god she wants a cookie]

How is it?

[preowned]

Delicious! It has chocolate in it.

Would you like one?

[fishingforcompliments]

Y--

[Wait.]

No. No, thank you.

[preowned]

Are you sure? It practically melts in your mouth.

[ he takes a bite out of another one ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[resisting is so hard... but she must........]

Yes. I am quite sure.

[god she wants a cookie.]

[preowned]

Mm, alright then.

[ he just assumes she doesn't like cookies

but he'll continue to eat his and look through the pantry ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[she will watch him eat the cookies with a bit of green-eyed jealousy]

...have you found anything for sashimi?

[preowned]

Sashimi?

[ he already forgot ]

Oh. Not yet. Check the refrigerator.

[fishingforcompliments]

[she opens the fridge door and...]

Oh! There is fish!

[preowned]

Perfect! What kind is it?


[ HIS SASHIMI ]

[fishingforcompliments]

Trout, I believe. It looks delicious!

[she just picks the wholeass fish up, not the slightest bit squeamish]

All right. How shall we prepare this?

[preowned]

We... cut it.

[




he does not know how to do this. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[



is this before or after the knives are all gone]

[preowned]

[



after this is friday ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[after...... yikes



flayn pokes delicately at the fish with a fingernail]

Skinning and deboning the fish will be difficult...

[it's also not sushi grade fish so maybe they should not be attempting to make sashimi, but she doesn't know shit about that]

[preowned]

[ i actually meant before but you know what? i'm not fixing that now. ]

Maybe we can use... other utensils?

[fishingforcompliments]

[OH... I'M A FOOL]

Oh, yes! The tines of a fork may be sharp enough.

[they're going to have fish skin on this, aren't they. i hate this.]

[preowned]

Let's try it then, I'm sure it'll work.

[ no this is a horrible idea

they're going to do it ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[time to hack up this fish with a fork!!!





yeah it turns out awful.]

I... am not certain that I want to eat this.

[preowned]

... perhaps it still tastes good?

[ sometimes things that look bad are the opposite ]