WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL - OVERFLOW

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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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goroverflow majimand give me more tags

[haw]

( APPEARANCE NOTES THAT I FORGOT TO MENTION EARLIER: instead of the proper black eyepatch in his icons, i have been informed he only has a temporary medical patch. also, pre-the end of prompt a, he's looking more like this before he puts his hair up. also also, booty shorts. anyway. as we were. )

a) first deck

[ majima quite literally starts as soon as the bus hits the pothole and springs to his feet—with absolutely no regard to anyone around him, sorry not sorry if this means someone possibly getting thrown around. he's got a single mind right now, and that's to confront whoever's at the helm of all this nonsense. he's already got a bone to pick with them, but as soon as he gets a glimpse of the driver's back through the little porthole, he starts banging on the door hard with a flat fist as he roars, ]

OI! OPEN UP IF YA KNOW WHAT'S GOOD FOR YA, JACKASS! YA HEAR ME?

[ ... he'll be at this for a while, but given enough time, even he'll get worn out. when he finally accepts that the driver won't open up, he slumps right down onto the floor with his back to the door... and grudgingly pulls his hair back to tie it with the scrunchie. ]

b) liquor cabinet

[ at some point after he's cooled down, find majima at the booze bar, because why wouldn't he be. he's already sitting at one of the stools, halfway through what looks like a glass of whiskey. ]

Fffffuck it, am I right. [ he holds up his drink as if to toast, regardless of whether whoever he's talking to also has one or not. ] Y'know, if ya want somethin' fancy... [ beat ] ...eh, screw you, yer on yer own.

[ we are all so done ]

c) gaming room

[ who knows how many drinks he's had by the time he stumbles into the gaming room, but it's without any sort of hesitation that he heads straight for the dartboard................... and while you might think the double whammy of only having one good eye and being drunk would be a hell of a disadvantage, turns out he's actually really fuckin good at this? who knew!

if you stick around watching him, though...—hey, was that dart thrown in your direction intentional or what?! ]

guy

[haw]

( cont. )

[ in response, majima snorts and rolls his eye. he turns his gaze to his drink, swirling the remaining whiskey around the cup. ]

What, ya think I'm gonna go all vigilante justice an' beat you to a pulp in front of everyone? I ain't that dumb. [ he finally picks up the glass and drinks the rest. ] All I'm sayin' is that if yer lookin' for a friendly or understandin' face, you've got the wrong mug.

[menially]

Didn't stop you before, last I checked. [Dryly.] Call me gunshy.

I'm not asking for that, anyway. We don't have to be friends, Majima.

I'm just trying to approach the idea of not being complete bastards to one another until we get our bearings, especially if we're the only ones left from the temple.

yu

[haw]

( cont. )

[ there's a flicker of something that crosses majima's expression when yu places faith in him, but even he doesn't know what emotion is; like hell he's going to try and explain it to someone else.

maybe he's just really, really tired, too. so instead, he hunches his shoulders and rolls them, looking up at the ceiling like there's something very impressive up there that takes all of his attention. ]

Wow, way to put pressure on a guy. C'mon, don'tcha think I deserve a break from bein' relied on all the time?

escha

[haw]

( cont. )

[ peering over the rim of the glass, he just observes her for a moment before... ]

Real talk—don'tcha ever get tired of bein' so nice all the time?

[ don't you wanna go APESHIT ]

[applechemist]

I'm not nice all the time.

akira

[haw]

( cont. )

[ all ocular crimes seem to be forgiven for the moment, because majima perks up when akira throws down the offer. ]

Heh, no shit? What's your game of choice?

[survivaltricks]

'01. I like the collaboration aspect.

[and he steps forward towards the dartboard, stretching a bit as he does so]

Unless you prefer something more competitive?

yasusada

[haw]

( cont. )

Uh, considerin' ya coulda taken out my good eye if I had shittier reflexes? Nah, I think I earned the right!

[ POUTY SWORDS DO NOT FAZE HIM ]

[okitactless]

[...]

Did you hurt the other one with a dart too? [YAMS YOU CAN'T JUST ASK THESE THINGS]

c

[unpredicktable]

[ in that precious au where we still had darts. dick was watching more out of boredom, but he dodges the dart coming his way ~gracefully~ and also catches it mid-air w/o getting hurt, like some kind of asshole mary-sue. which he is ]

I was about to say nice aim, but that last throw proved me wrong.

[haw]

[ given how he would've done the same thing if their positions were flipped, mood

and in response to that, he just casually waves dick's comment off. ]

Ya miss 100% of the shots ya don't take or somethin' like that. Nice catch, though.

c

[recrypt]

[ we're pretending the darts still existed whenever this happened

anyway, she'll just duck and snatch it out of the air with her good hand before taking a moment to study it and him. ]

Hmm. I don't know if you had better or worse aim when you were a zombie.

[haw]

[ he was about to comment on her great reflexes, but... well... ]

Uh, 'scuse me?

asch

[haw]

( cont. )

[ fighting on the ground is actually one of majima's specialties! so while asch does get him pretty good in his side, he takes the opportunity to completely drop on top of him and just. fuckin sit on him and pin both his arms against the floor. stop that, child. ]

Are ya gonna chill the fuck out now or not?

[getdrekt]

[on his back, pinned and prone, Asch pants and struggles—but at least the fight is starting to fade. after a moment, he's just... angery and breathing heavily.

he doesn't... answer majima vocally, but... his fists unflex. that's probably as good as it's gonna get, for the moment. honestly, he kind of looks upset—it's all a little bit like watching a wounded animal try and fight something much bigger and stronger than they are out of desperation.]

wei wuxian

[haw]

( cont. )

My god, this place is gonna smell rancid by tomorrow morning.

Ya think you could summon up a shitton of fruits from that cabinet? Or—fuck, maybe bakin' soda to absorb the smell?

[givethemhell]

Baking soda? [Give him a second to remember what that is...] Sure, sure! One second.

[CLOSES THE DOOR.

OPENS IT.

There's a thing of baking soda and also a handful of loquats. He grabs the loquats first.]

Citrus might help, too - not these.

natalie

[haw]

( cont. )

Oh, sorry, must've caught ya on my bad side.

[ and just to be an overt dick about it, he makes a point to turn his head so that his blind side faces her. he does not See ]

Can't really see too great out of it, ya know?

[successives]

[She looks away from the wall to glance towards him and see what he's talking about, and she feels awkward enough about it to not be rude for roughly ten seconds. Once those ten seconds pass, though:]

Grown man who has nothing better to do than mess with teenagers isn't a good look, just so you know.

[Neither is girl angrily throwing darts at the wall, but.]

ash

[haw]

( cont. )

. . . Y'know, I got no clue why I'm surprised, given the other kinds of shit I've heard floatin' around so far, so. Fair enough.

[ i'll give them the benefit of the doubt that this happened before demongate,,, so majima nonchalantly continues, ]

Ours was a competition between gods. Basically used us as livin' game pieces to figure out which one of 'em got to rule over this new world they created.

[voidbreaker]

[ the sex demons, and people here engaging them in fucking coitus remains a mystery for the moment... simpler times. ]

Y'know, that's the second time someone's said their crap was some kind of game for the benefit of someone else. I guess this is the kind of thing someone would pull on an egocentric power trip, huh?

minako

[haw]

( cont. )

[ he's just finished putting his hair up when minako approaches him, and while there is a brief hint of concern in his expression at her reaction, he ultimately just closes his eye as he leans against the wall. ]

The bus ain't drivin' itself, kid.

[muragas]

But he shouldn't be here! He couldn't be here!

[ not him :( ]

[haw]

( cont. )

[ logic dictates he shouldn't be so nonchalant about this whole thing... and yet. that is exactly how he's reacting. so he just gives percy a big ol' shrug emoji. ]

Eh, maybe I wanted somethin' new to aim at. New change of scenery an' all that.