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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL - OVERFLOW
ARRIVAL | |
| â˝ FULL NAVIGATION â˝ LOCATIONS â˝ STATUSES â˝ IC PROFILES â˝ IC RULEBOOK â˝ MURDER PROPOSALS â˝ PCS â˝ CURFEW â˝ ??? â˝ ??? â˝ ??? |
You know how the story goes by now. One minute youâre somewhere familiar, and the next youâre suddenly somewhere else. Unlike previous times before, the source of your rude awakening isnât 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, itâs 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 youâll 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 imaginationâŚ? Regardless, though the lighting is a tad dim, it becomes apparent that youâre 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; thereâs 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? Youâre 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 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. |
yams
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Eh? Do you have one?
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Well, if he's still alive, then he's probably not broken! So that's something.]
What's his name? I'll look for him too.
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Riptide. Some people know it as Anaklusmos though. [Does he think Yasu knows Greek? No. But it's the proper name so that might help anyway.]
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Wow, though, that sure is a complicated name. But hey, if Yasusada can say shit like "Kokin Denju no Tachi" or even "Izuminokami Kanesada" then he can at least be polite enough to try.]
Anaklusmos-san...? [He says it far more carefully than he'd say the name of anybody on this bus tbh. But, wait, how polite does he have to be here (as if Yasusada, like, cares)--] How old is he?
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"Hundreds" could really mean anywhere between 900s and 100s, though, so Yasusada will err on the side of politeness.]
Okay. If I see Riptide-san, I'll bring him to you.
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[He's. Actually not sure if that was supposed to come along with him]
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My vessel, my vessel! It's my sword. [SYNONYMS!! As for the haori, he just sort of. Sticks his arms out like a scarecrow.] My haori is blue and white! You wear it. It says "Sincerity" on the back.
[He's, like, drawing the kanji, but it's 13 strokes long so they'll be here a while]
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Okay so a sword and some kind of sincerity shirt...I can do that. What kind of sword is it? [He'll have an easier time with that, probably, than the haori.]
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um]
It's me.
[h...helpful]
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TIME TO START GESTURING]
It's me! [Helpful, again] I'm an uchigatana, about 70 centimeters, and I curve like this--
[He'll keep going]
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[why is it a question]
You know, like [nya] tsukumogami?
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