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

[getdrekt]

...Yes. But... it doesn't make a lot of sense.

[whatever]

What's tsukudani?

[wisterin]

Does being here make a lot of sense?

[ What part of any of this makes sense? ]

It's usually seafood or seaweed simmered in soy sauce and mirin.

[getdrekt]

Nothing about this entire idiot vehicle makes any sense at all. I suppose it's a fool's errand to consider it beyond that.

[WHATEVER]

And you put that on rice, do you? [he's making notes.]

[wisterin]

There should be some effort put into understanding. Hows and whys are important, but we'll have to wait until we reach out destination.

[ That's her theory, anyway. ]

Yes. It's simple but savory.

[getdrekt]

You seem certain that there is a destination.

[Asch does not doubt the whims of someone sticking them on a bus for weeks and weeks.]

Hmph. Show me.

[wisterin]

It's the more positive alternative to being trapped on a vehicle indefinitely. If whoever's behind this wanted to make a game out of murder, this wouldn't be much of a game.

[ They'd kill each other in less than two weeks, probably. It's a morbid type of realism.

Instead of answering with words, she shows him by action. Rice needs more passive time to cook, so she starts that first before tackling the tsukudani. ]

[getdrekt]

Maybe they just want us to kill each other, minus any games.

[it'd work!!! and asch is not an optimist.

as for the tsukudani, he just... watches. I mean, really watches. it's clear he's making mental notes as she prepares it.]

[wisterin]

It would be easier to drive this bus into the ocean.

[ That would take care of it easily. If they want to take away all the frills.

She notices his observation. ]

Do you enjoy cooking?

[getdrekt]

Hah. A fair point.

[from talking around, it seemed as though there was always some stupid deeper purpose to it all.]

It's just a skill.

[wisterin]

You're paying very close attention for just a skill.

[getdrekt]

Skills can always be honed and sharpened.

[don't!!! call attention to it!!!]