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

[survivaltricks]

You'll be fine. Headaches don't last forever.

[probably]

[coastal]

Then take your own advice!

[she's also going to hate the music and getting a headache eventually]

[survivaltricks]

. . . what advice is that?

[because he's not going to stop being a brat]

[coastal]

Suffer your own headache and frustration in silence?

[no lili that's your advice]

[survivaltricks]

Iiiiii don't remember giving out that advice.

[but he sounds lightly amused]

[coastal]

I've already heard of someone suffering from amnesia here - I'd hate to think that it's taken ahold of you, too.

[now she's just being a shit right back]

[survivaltricks]

Huh? Who has amnesia?

[if that was supposed to be a threat it is GOING OVER HIS HEAD]

[coastal]

[oh

no, she meant it seriously. she's pointing at anaido.]

[survivaltricks]

[why]

Why does he have amnesia?

[coastal]

I don't know him. Why would I know why he has amnesia when he doesn't know why he has amnesia?

Ask better questions.

[survivaltricks]

It's just-- that's different than everyone else here.

You remember what you were doing before you got here, right?

[coastal]

Oh - I do. And he does too. His amnesia goes further back, but he was part of the group that was on an island.

What about you?

[survivaltricks]

Ah. I see.

[okay that's actually perfectly fine, he just thought someone here didn't remember their last game and THAT WAS GOING TO BE WEIRD]

I was a part of the mansion group. And you?

[coastal]

[i should've brought my super forgetful sword who doesn't remember anything to this game just to fuck with akira]

Village at the center of the universe group.

[survivaltricks]

[HE'D THINK IT'D PLOT BUT NO IT'D JUST BE AN IDIOT]

Huh. That's a new one.

Can you tell me about it?

[coastal]

You first.

I've heard about this mansion a couple times - how many of you are here, and can you point them out to me?

[she doesn't mind info exchange, but she wants to get her curiosity sated too]

[survivaltricks]

[yeah, okay. that's fair! Akira has always operated on a quid pro quo basis]

I'm still getting a headcount, but so far I've seen nine of us. Including me.

[there are ten, he just hasn't met Zenitsu yet]

[coastal]

[who did you forget, al.]

There's only three of us from the village, myself included.

Each week someone would be corrupted and would kill another person - it was meant to make you more aggressive, even though you'd technically still only kill the people you disliked most in the first place.

Even still, the only way to defeat the corruption entirely was to leave only one of us alive - and he decided the fate of all our worlds. We made sure he wasn't a total jerk first.

[survivaltricks]

[I PLEAD THE FIFTH]

. . . [WOW] I see.

[THAT'S SO SHITTY]

What did the rest of you do, when you realized only one of you could survive?

[coastal]

In a second.

Tell me who your nine are. I want to know exactly how many different places we were all brought from.

[survivaltricks]

[. . .]

No.

[he's starting to feel like things are a little uneven now!1]

[coastal]

[that's fair]

Protective of them?

[survivaltricks]

A little. But that's not it.

You need to give something to get something, and you keep refusing to answer the questions I'm positing to you.

[coastal]

I gave you a summary since I don't have all that many people to give in exchange. I don't care if you ask me questions, I'll answer them all - but all you've told me is how many of you are actually here and not much else. I'm the one with less to go off of right now. Just be honest and even, okay?

[that said, she doesn't sound too put out. at least she's used to info haggling]

But fine - to answer your last one: no one was excited to go on a murdering spree except for one disgusting clown and his stupid friend. [hisoka and shirasu,] We tried to make sure that the last person living was someone we could entrust our lives and homes to. There was a vote at some point.

It was... [she hesitates, finally - ] ... only during the last week that many people died all at once, including our hosts.

[survivaltricks]

[there we go. he seems satisfied at that, though his expression immediately turns sympathetic]

. . . I'm sorry.

I mean-- I'm glad you wall managed to go home, but for all of you to have to die to achieve it. . . [well]

[a small shake of his head, and he finally answers her question]

Myself, Beau, Phoenix, 45, Asch and Ash, Nie Huaisang, Dazai, and Chuuya. Those are the people I know from my group.