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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[survivaltricks]

[Akira is totally thrown asunder when the bus hits the pothole, the suddenness of the movement jolting him awake like a lightning bolt. he blinks blearily at the ceiling, gray eyes (which are not shaded by glasses) wide and confused]

[. . .]

[then he sits up]

[he looks around]

[he looks down at his shirt]

[he looks at his ugly sandals]

[he looks at the fanny pack he's been given]

[and he looks at the scrunchie on his wrist]

[. . .]

[deep breath]

FUCK.

guy

[survivaltricks]

[here]

[yikes indeed]

Mmmyep. [popping that 'p' for emphasis] Something out of a video game, actually.

cant believe we hit captcha in 18 hours holy shit

[menially]

See, that's something I wish we had. I always wanted to take apart the machines they had at the temple to figure out how that even worked, between the actual game and the television. Ticking off the god who was in charge of that room wasn't exactly a great idea, though.

[is he disappointed


maybe]

PRESSES HAND AGAINST FACE. WHY ARE WE LIKE THIS

[survivaltricks]

[. . . oh my god]

[l. lightly amused??]

And which god was in charge of that room?

[menially]

His name was Merriment. Never got to know him too well, but all the stuff he had available was for everyone to use for recreation.

Maybe I should have asked him for a chance as long as I made sure it worked before I gave it back... [woe. a possible love in a disassembled xbox, lost to fate.]

They're common where you're from, right?

[survivaltricks]

Could've, should've, would've.

[still amused]

There are video games here, so maybe you'll have the chance now. And yeah; they are.

I have a pretty retro gaming set back home.

[menially]

...



You think the operator would kill me on the spot if I opened up the one on the second level for a minute?

[guy]

I'd have to get creative, but--

taako

[survivaltricks]

[from here]

I'd be jealous if the payoff for having your magical powers wasn't "and then I went through three death games."

[chaoticlootral]

Tell me about it! I've got like, a million other things to be doing! The apocalypse waits for no one, y'know?

[survivaltricks]

[t. the apocalypse]

Of course not. And it'd suck if you missed it.

[chaoticlootral]

[The apocalypse!]

It's my irresistible charm. Makes me great for these things, you know? Audiences can't look away. [Muttering: ] Damn my inability to, uh, turn it off.

[survivaltricks]

In this context, it sounds more like a curse than a boon.

beau

[survivaltricks]

[from here]

Chuuya promised he wouldn't kill anyone, and I believe him. He'll be fine.

[CHUUYA DEFENSE SQUAD :(]

. . . and I can get behind that. [holds up pinky!!] Pinky promise.

[disreguarded]

[ she takes that pinky!! ]

Pinky promise. [ she says, with a tired little smile. ] Keep each other in check, too. I'm glad you're here, man. As much as it sucks.

[survivaltricks]

[pinky shake!! Akira's expression softens]

. . . yeah. I feel the same.

[the relief is palatable in his voice. it sucks to be in this situation again, but. at least this time, he isn't completely alone]

[. . .]

[alone with a canonmate who tried to kill him once, that is]

magnus

[survivaltricks]

[from here]

-- what?!

[WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING TO HIM]

I've already been through one stupid ritual where people kept getting killed, and I'm pretty nervous about this one being another one! I don't need to add a third on top of that!

[ruffboi]

So don't worry about it! It's fine! They never succeeded at killing you. Though they sure tried!

[Chuckling like it's a funny story.]

Yep, they sure tried.

[survivaltricks]

[he feels like]

[he should be concerned about this]

[but it's hard to believe Magnus is actually talking about him and not some facetwin who just. looks like him]

What'd I do to piss them off? . . . was it because of the whole "forced to murder or your friends would get erased" thing?

[ruffboi]

Yeah. Basically that. It got messy, that's for sure.

[Magnus also just sounds so unconcerned by any of this.]

Well, the point is, you don't know me, but I sort of know you? Kinda? Oof, awkward. I'm Magnus.

[survivaltricks]

[just a little awkward. but Akira huffs a laugh and decides not to dwell on it too long]

Akira-- but, ah. You know that already.

I'm trying to gather information on the "games" that other people were involved in. Can you tell me a little bit about how yours worked?

[beyond the whole REAPERS HAD TO MURDER OR ELSE part. he gets that part]

minako

[survivaltricks]

[from here]

We could always try talking to it.

[. . .]

[knocks the walls gently]

Excuse me, bus! Can you hear us?

[muragas]

[ but it has no mouth (hopefully), how will it answer? ]

Ah, if you can, then you should open the bus doors to indicate 'yes'.

[ look. she has to try ]

[survivaltricks]

[looks over at the bus doors]

[hopefully]

[(they do not open)]

Ah. Well.

Nice try.

[muragas]

I guess it's just too smart for me.

[ tragic ]

[survivaltricks]

Either that or it's not listening.

[still. noble effort]

I'm Akira, by the way.