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

[baori]

[ hm. ]

There are others who could say the same of what I've done, but I suppose in a sense I was.

[getdrekt]

[hm!!!]

And?

Who was there with you, who could speak on it?

[baori]

Shinobu Kocho, Dimitri... Anaido.

[ those are the three names that immediately come to mind. yes, there are more but those three except he has to amend something about one of them. ]

Anaido was not there to witness any of the murders as he was one of the first ones killed.

[getdrekt]

I heard.

I didn't realize you were the one that had killed him.

[baori]

[ hm. ]

I didn't kill him with my own hands.

[getdrekt]

[HM.]

...Explain.

[baori]

I was the person who was responsible for what happened. The island was cursed and I was possessed by it to carry out what it wanted.

[ so, you know. like killing people. ]

[getdrekt]

[HM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

So all those that died—you were directly responsible, through the island's puppetry.

Were you ever able to break free?

[baori]

[ slowly nods. ]

I was.

They broke the curse, after all.

[getdrekt]

[ah]

They killed you.

You must have been pleased, in a way. That they figured it out.

[baori]

[ nods. ]

I am, and I want none of them to be here.

[ though the relations that he has with them all??? they're all so fragile and giyuu isn't sure where he stands with any of them. ]

[getdrekt]

[nods]

In our murder mansion, your role was simply played by the mansion itself. It would pick people, and curse them with a monster form—then they would kill a minimum of one person, unless they were stopped, somehow.

[baori]

[ hm.

that's...hm. ]

Were you turned into a monsters?

[ survivor? casualty? monster? strange how giyuu would have preferred to have that as a scapegoat—blame it on being a monster. ]

[getdrekt]

I was attacked. I survived, but I couldn't remember anything.

Our trial was confusing—nothing was adding up. Evidence pointed towards, and away from me, but as time ticked away, we didn't have a consensus. People were just guessing.

I put myself forward as an option, and was executed. My wounds from the real monster saw me turn into one for the execution.

[it's whatever.]

[baori]

[ he listens thoughtfully about the whole ordeal and it's all very...telling about his character. most times he hates it when people talk about throwing their lives away so easily but there was something off about how he went about and now he understands. ]

You've sacrificed yourself once and you'd be willing to do it again?

[ he's referring back to the start where he was so willing to throw it away to destroy the bus. ]

[getdrekt]

[...

giyuu's just some guy, so it's fine.]

It's a choice I can make, unhindered and free of anyone else's manipulation. To improve the lives of those around me—to save them, if that's what it takes.

The needs of the many, of nations, of worlds—outweigh the needs or desires of the few.

[baori]

[ asch is also some guy but he's some guy putting his actions where his words are. he isn't going to discount that so easily; everyone here has done something and faced something but this... how common would it be for him to find someone who could say all of this with actions to back it up? ]

You're very brave and have a good heart.

[ feel free to correct him but his acted upon his words once before so giyuu isn't going to take that back. ]

May neither of us need to sacrifice our lives.

[getdrekt]

...Hmph. You, too.

[that's all there is to say about a compliment like that.]

May our path forward be clear.

[baori]

My name is Tomioka Giyuu.

[ sometimes that's all you can say to something like that. also, enjoy the first unprompted introduction. ]

[getdrekt]

Asch.

[just. Asch.

there's a beat, and he extends a hand.

for some reason, it seems to carry a heavier significance than just a normal "hello".]

[baori]

[ it'll take giyuu a second since, well, he's a japanese man and hand shaking isn't too common. but he'll reach out and take a hold of it.

his grip firm and solid. ]

[getdrekt]

[Asch doesn't shake it or nothing—it really is more like... just a grip.

Just a kind of agreement. Of some kind. Firm and unshakeable on both sides.

After a beat, he lets go, and nods.]