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

[disreguarded]

Holy shit, it's just an expression, you never cried on anybody probably. Like I said.

[ have the bottle!! ] I spent most of my time trying to avoid talking to you, in case you didn't notice. So I don't know shit about you.

[recrypt]

[ just laughs. or giggles. it's somewhere in the two because her giggles are fake as hell and this one seems a little less, but it's not really a full blown laugh either because she doesn't do that. ]

What a pity. I suppose the only thing for it is for us to sit through a bunch of icebreaker trivia games about ourselves so we can all open up and become sisters who tell each other everything.

[ the bus is not making them play truth or dare with 41 people. ]

[disreguarded]

Gross. [ 45 PLEASE. ] Don't even joke, man. Gods, I hope we don't have to deal with the weird status effects happening again here.

Actually - do you think we're gonna stay on this bus thing? Or do you think we're going somewhere else?

[recrypt]

If I recall, wasn't that basically one of Blue's first fun activities?

[ she had to bake a cake with ayabe and everything. ]

Well. If we're going to try to apply logic to it- buses are transport vehicles. And this one doesn't seem to have much in the way of actual sleeping quarters, or blankets, or pillows, or general bedding, unless you count the beanbags. Based off of that, probably we're not going to have to be stuck on this thing indefinitely, though we're probably going to have to come back to it more often than we'd like, since between the kitchen and bathroom it does seem to be meant for a bit of a longer stay than just a short trip.

[ beat ]

That's assuming this will make any sense.

[disreguarded]

Assuming things make sense, right. And assuming the thing that brought us here gives any sort of shit about how comfortable we are.

[recrypt]

Pretty much. At this point we'd really just be making baseless assumptions...

[ beat. downs some more vodka. ]

Though between you and me I'd really rather not be stuck in this confined a space with this many people for another seven weeks. You understand.

[disreguarded]

[ heuurrrrghhhh she just soaks down into the counter, this is the worst. ]

It'd be less people eventually. [ a beat. ] I don't know where the bodies would go, though.

[recrypt]

So we're all agreed that we're in for round two of this bullshit, huh?

[ pause. ]

For what it's worth, the ouija board entity says we're not here to kill each other and that actually, it wants the opposite of that. That said, even if we take it at face value, Blue said that too.

[ so, you know, maybe sometimes the host is okay but other things are decidedly not. ]