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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL - OVERFLOW
ARRIVAL | |
| 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. |
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[He begins to very gingerly make his way to his feet, halting every time the bus sways or bumps, which is a lot.]
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Would the computer need to have an AI for you to talk to it?
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[He begins to look through the kitchen, since there's techonlogy-looking things here. He seems to be focusing on the power outlets in particular...]
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... But doesn't the computer need an AI to think for you to talk to it? Or, wait, is the AI the computer...?
[ this is a chicken and the egg scenario, isn't it ]
This is really Fuuka-chan's thing more than mine.
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I'm not sure if I feel comfortable plugging into a strange computer I haven't met before.
[Determining these probably aren't it
chief, he turns back to Minako]"Talk" is perhaps overstating it somewhat for convenience's sake. It could be more accurately described as a series of queries and outputs. Even the most rudimentary transport computers should have information about our route and destinationâthe technology for that is thousands of years old, at least.
[He wanders off towards the ladder, looking around the walls and doors.]
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[ but if the driver is a ghost, and doesn't need any technological assistance... would C-3PO even be able to get anything?
well, maybe he can learn something else about the bus itself ]
What kinds of computers wouldn't you be able to talk to, then? Ones that use floppies?
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[he wanders into the pantry and wanders out]
I'm not sure what you mean by "floppies," Miss Minako. Is it some kind of computer system used on your homeworld?
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I mean like... floppy discs. You could save files and stuff on them. They were still widely used in my world about... ten to fifteen years ago? But then files kept getting bigger and bigger, and they weren't really... practical anymore.
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Perhaps a local technology, although they sound similar to a datacard or holodisc.
Do you have quite a lot of experience with technology, Miss Minako? You certainly seem to know a good deal more than some of those I've spoken with here.