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

[swordflash]

[He isn't as majestic as Mufasa, so there's no way that's going to happen.

It would be his luck that demons swarm the upper deck. He presses closer against Wei Wuxian with an unpleasant scream.]

D-d-d-d-down! We have to go down! Hurry!

[givethemhell]

[HIS EARDRUM... If this wasn't so hilarious, he'd maybe spare like 2 seconds to be concerned about his hearing. It'd be a worthy sacrifice, though...

Anyway, he takes a big and dramatic step further into the room.]

Oh no! I can't seem to stop myself from walking toward them...!

[As he LOCKS ZENITSU INTO HIS DEMON EMBRACE WITH A VICE GRIP.]

[swordflash]

[It is a spiteful hope that Wei Wuxian go deaf from this experience.

Zenitsu goes right back to kicking and thrashing.]

Nooooo! Stop walking! Put me down!

[givethemhell]

[If only he did. He's also hefting Zenitsu up like he's Simba now.]

Oh nooo...! We're so close, now...!! I'm so sorry, so sorry--!

[He'll plunk Zenitsu down into a bar chair.]

[swordflash]

[Propelled by fear, he jumps off the chair and over the bar counter to huddle under it, stuttering about the need to hide. Bye, Wei Wuxian.

Nothing happens. The strange music continues. After a moment, he pokes his head out from under the counter.]

Huh?

[givethemhell]

[BYE ZENITSU... He's just sitting in another bar stool when he finally peeks up again.]

Are you doing alright down there?

[swordflash]

The demons?

[He's starting to realize what's going on.]

[givethemhell]

[RIP Zenitsu. He blinks and looks around...]

--Ah! Looks like they've left. Maybe you scared them off?

[swordflash]

[As if! He stares at Wei Wuxian in disbelief.]

You're lying, aren't you? You were just playing a trick on me, like he did at the house!

[givethemhell]

[HE JUST NYOOMS RIGHT BY THAT.]

Like who did? Are you from the house with the monsters, then?

[swordflash]

[Two can play that game, buddy.]

Where's Mr. Wright? I thought I saw him earlier. He's not hiding behind that chair, is he?

[givethemhell]

Are you talking about the man with all the grape juice bottles? Is he the one?

[He knows that guy! Kinda!!]

[swordflash]

I don't know! But if you're pulling a prank about demons on me, there's a chance that he might be, too. Is he gonna pop out and try to scare me? This sucks!

[givethemhell]

[HE LOOKS AROUND... and then under the bar, just in case.]

—No one else seems to be here right now! No demons and no one else. Promise!

[swordflash]

How can I trust you after you lied about it earlier?

[Hmph! He holes himself up under the bar.]

I'm staying here!

[givethemhell]

[...

After a second, he just ducks under there with Zenitsu, too.]

I'll stay down here with you too, then! The bar seats aren't very comfortable anyway. Say, what's your name?

[swordflash]

[He makes a face. Go away!]

Agatsuma Zenitsu. Who are you?

[givethemhell]

[Absolutely not Zenitsu is now stuck with him.]

Wei Wuxian, from the boat! How should I refer to you? Agatsuma? Zenitsu?

[swordflash]

Either works. What should I call you?

[givethemhell]

[There is a legitimate second here where he briefly considers bringing back the John Lennon joke in honor of Higekiri, but miraculously, he refrains.]

Wuxian's fine, or Wei Wuxian, or just Woo. [Hm.] People call me whatever they feel like.

[swordflash]

[Woo.

Zenitsu stares.]

What about Mo Xuanyu?

[givethemhell]

[HAHA thanks he hates it. You know, somehow despite knowing there are people here who know people from his world, this catches him off his guard a bit?? He blinks, and then huffs out a little laugh.]

Haven't used that one in quite some time. [IT'S NOT A LIE. There's a little quirk of a smile, then.] You said you were from the house, yes?

[swordflash]

[All people have at least one thing they'd prefer to keep a secret. Zenitsu won't begrudge anyone for it, and thus doesn't question Wei Wuxian's deft evasion.

He nods.]

I saw you in Ling's memories.

[givethemhell]

[Zenitsu... Maybe he will not bully him so often in the future, even though it was a lot of fun. A little respect, as thanks.]

Ah - so yours had something like that too, then... [MEMSHARES, ALSO A SIMILARITY.] May I ask what the memory was?

[swordflash]

[Don't bully him at all, jerk!]

There were two. You helped him win a fight, then you told him to put his dad's sword down when his uncle showed up.