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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL - OVERFLOW
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| 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. |
escha
[ 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 ]
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Yep. You have to respect the government!
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[ Hm. From what she knows about Central City? ]
That's true, unfortunately. I can't deny that.
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[ can't believe they're for real discussing politics on this shitty bup ]
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I'm an alchemist in R & D. I don't know if it means as much from someone in the department, but I don't think we see much corruption - at least where I'm from.
But there have been times that the branch from Central tried to take over our projects that would look good for them, and they do tend to send us a lot of the work that they don't want to deal with...
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Haw? Sounds like a buncha lazy outsourcin' bastards if ya ask me. How do they get away with that kinda shit? They higher up on the municipal hierarchy than you guys?
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Escha nods and laughs lightly, like she's nervous to be so openly critical of these people that are not even here. It's not polite!!! ]
I'm from a small frontier town, so compared to us, Central is really something else. They've got a lot more people and a lot more resources than we do. Even my boss felt that she was sent out to manage our branch as punishment.
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[ beat ]
... Huh. Didn't expect that to be somethin' I'd get carried away with... uh, anyway, you can call me Majima. Feels kinda rude to be sharin' my political an' business opinions with a stranger.
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[ She gives a smile and nod! ]
And, well... Instead of a petition, we just worked hard to beat them at their own game. If they ask us for our support and we end up stealing the show, they can't say we did anything wrong!
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[ Hmm, what's the harshest term she's willing to use on them? Gotta stay business appropriate... ]
A bit of a nuisance!
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C'mon, you can say "pain in the ass," I'm not gonna tell anyone.
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W-well, it's still important to maintain good relations with them...! And they are the ones that provide most of our funding.
[ It isn't even that Escha has chronic Nice Girl syndrome. It's that she has chronic Work-Brain. ]