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

[coastal]

[damn you and your sincerity - she flusters again]

... right, well. Whatever. Fingerguns won't get us out of this situation.

Do you know anything else or have you heard anything worthwhile about the others gathered here?

[wowcool]

Maybe it will, maybe it won't.

[Fingerguns are a VALID solution, excuse you.]

Ah, we're all from some sort of game or ritual where we had to kill each other for the sake of some being, whether it be a house, an island, aliens, or sex demons.

[coastal]

[ily crystal]

I must have misheard the last one.

[wowcool]

Sex demons.

[He says that a little louder.]

[coastal]

[scandalized:] No.

[wowcool]

IT WAS SEX DEMONS.

[ANAIDO STOP SAYING THIS]

[coastal]

What does that even mean?!

[wowcool]

THEY HAD SEX WITH SEX DEMONS IN ORDER TO SURVIVE BUT THE SEX DEMONS COULD KILL THEM TOO.

[SOMEONE DUCT TAPE HIS MOUTH]

[getdrekt]

Wha--?

[ANAIDO?????]

STOP SHOUTING ABOUT YOUR PROCLIVITIES!

[daifukus]

[ COVERS HIS FACE. ]

[menially]

[what the actual fuck is going on over there]

[voidbreaker]

WHO FUCKED SEX DEMONS?

[applechemist]

[ Escha, wherever she is, just freezes in horror??? ]

[chaoticlootral]

Stop being horny.

[snyaiper]

Would you stop yelling?

[Unperturbed with the words somehow.]

[coastal]

[SHE'S SCREAMING]

[givethemhell]

[WHO THE FCK DOXXED THE SEX DEMONS BOAT.]

[wowcool]

[:3c]

[daifukus]

[ ALSO DOES NOT LOOK IN HIS DIRECTION. ]

[shortforever]

YOU!

YOU SAID DEMONS AND TALKED ABOUT THE OLDER ME!

DID OLDER-ME FUCK SEX DEMONS TOO?

[axilium]

Oh, was that your boat?

[baori]

[ suddenly this makes their conversation so much worse. ]

[shixiong]

[ so it was that kind of demon boat, huh. ]

[unanswering]

[looks at some of the other responses to this

LOOKS DIRECTLY AT WEI WUXIAN]

Wei-xiong?! Were you really-- what about Hanguang-jun?!

[muragas]

... Alright, I take everything back. A shipwrecked boat is way better than the boat you ended up on.

[ she's like. trying to be sympathetic? but this is kind of funny. ]