bus

[mgtropes]

BUS? A BUS???

The wheels on the bus (don't) go round and round...

You wake up on a bus.

It's a very nice bus, though. Luxurious, even! The seats are comfy and can be used as beds, with pajamas also available for you to change into. It's stocked with enough food and drink to last a week or so, along with a bathroom that also has a shower and free toiletries to use. The downside, however, is that apparently you have to share—as you're not alone when you awaken.

It seems like you're not where you should be, either. The bus comes equipped with TV screens, but rather than any movie or show, it's reality TV in the most literal sense. You might even recognize a few faces over there in the terminal, but either way, you can watch the participants go about their day. You're as equally confused as they are, after all, even if miles (?) separate you.

For that matter, that's pretty much all you can do. You're stuck on this bus. You can't access where the driver's controls would be, and there's no driver to begin with; in fact, the bus isn't even moving. The doors are shut, and any attempt to break the windows will send you bouncing back. Opening the shutters will treat you to the enticing sight of... outside airport scenery. You're on airport grounds somewhere, but you can't tell anything other than that. If you do some digging around, though, one compartment on the bus contains a random assortment of card games and board games for you to entertain yourselves with.

Better get cozy, because you might be here for a while.

RUNDOWN

• This will be your one mingle post until next Friday.
• You do not have any personal belongings on you. Unlike the other players, you also don't have a phone. Sad.
• The W0 weekly effect, once revealed, will apply to you as well.
• Your characters are able to see anything that takes place on the public mingles, including network posts, via the bus TV screens. You may also handwave them being able to see the initial notification that the players all received on their phones.
• We will have a small, pseudo-mini-event for you on W0 Wednesday at 12pm PST/3pm EST.

NAVIGATION; (FULL NAV)

INFO

PLAYER STATUSES IC PROFILES MURDER PROPOSALS CYOA SIGN-UPS

SETTING

NPC AUDIENCES LOCATIONS ROOMING CURFEW

REPORTING

PC TURN-IN MOD REPORTING EVENT TURN-IN VOTING

Comments

[feminitis]

It's fine, I've had worse.

[at least it was just a pack of cards...

she crosses her arms and gives a little huff.]

...trying to see what we have at our disposal for now, huh?

[tactic]

[ Laughs lightly despite how ass their situation is. ]

I come bearing the bad news that it isn't much. Have you tried the doors and windows yet?

[feminitis]

Yes, with little luck. It's frustrating, but not terribly surprising, all things considered.

[tactic]

Oh? This isn't the first time for you, then?

[ THE DOTS ARE BEING CONNECTED ]

[feminitis]

Annoyingly, it's not even the second time.

[tactic]

... Really? The third?

[feminitis]

[she makes a face.]

More like the fifth. Although one of those times I woke up after all of it had happened.

[tactic]

[ Good thing he wasn't eating anything because he would have CHOKED ON IT. ]

The fifth? Heavens, no wonder you've kept your cool. [ THAT'S CRAZY... He's going to point at the TV screens now. ] Anyone you recognize on there?

[feminitis]

It's getting old at this point. Twice as a participant, once as... collateral, I suppose, to ensure the cooperation of the participants, and once where... well, it's a little complicated.

[she points at rupert]

Anyway... he was at the Starlight Hotel - the last place I was in, and he's the only one I've met personally. But while I was there I did quite a bit of reading on the experiences people went through before, so I recognize a few others as well who were not at the hotel but who look like people who knew those who were.

[she indicates maya, manwol, roxana, childe, and then a little uncertainly gestures at dan(te), squinting.]

...he looks kind of similar to some of the photos I saw of someone in the files, but... he definitely didn't dress like that in them.

[some of these people are not apped from games that were in crau2 but they were also played in these games. i hope i am not forgetting anyone else who was in an earlier game but apped to this one from a later game. time is an illusion.]

Many of these faces are new to me. I... don't like the implications of that.

[tactic]

[ it's okay i've only been in one game and i already forgot a man you are doing miles better ]

From what you've explained so far, neither do I.

[ This is all very worrying? He'll at least point out Boothill, Kate, Todomatsu, Essek, and (the wrong) Ichiban. ]

Those are the ones I know. [ And then, grimly: ] Would you mind telling me what you discovered in your readings?

[feminitis]

[she nods to herself, memorizing the appearances (i was going to say faces but kate doesn't have one...... ilu kate) of the people he indicates.]

Mostly that these things happen with... some degree of frequency. People find themselves in an unfamiliar place, with unfamiliar people. Then, something or another happens, and people begin to die. Trials are held to identify the culprits, and executions tend to happen the next day. Those who have died don't cease to exist, but rather end up in a place that is separate from everyone else, and against all odds usually manage to find their way back.

The specifics tend to differ from place to place, but those things seem to be more or less constant.

[tactic]

[ Can't believe this is a common occurrence like why the fuck. ]

Wow, talk about déjà vu. That matches up precisely with my own experience. And considering what it is we're seeing on screen, I think it's safe to assume we've ended up in that separate place.

[ But how come he doesn't remember dying?? ]

[feminitis]

It seems that way. If we were killed by a person or entity somehow, I hope we made them suffer before they took us down.

[like. maybe they did not actually die but this definitely gives off graveyard vibes to her, and she is not a fan.]

[tactic]

And if not, I'm sure the opportunity will be afforded to us. Like you said, we'll have to find our way back this time as well.

[ Claps his hands together!! ]

Let's take count of our supplies.

[feminitis]

A sound idea. It seems we can't get out of here just yet, which means we'll be limited to whatever food and water is on hand. [which does concern her, unless it's the magically restocking kind; still, they won't have any way to know that until it either does or does not replenish itself.] We'll want to make sure we have some way of washing up and, ideally, we find something else to wear while we're here as well; if we stick to just the clothes on our back, that could get rather unhygienic very quickly.

[she stretches a little, then begins to look around...]

Ah. Let's keep an eye out for something to write with and on, as well. If we want a good record of our supplies, we should set it down in writing so we don't misremember what we had.

[tactic]

This is bringing back memories.

[ He sounds cheerful about it, but their situation does feel dire when he takes stock of their one bathroom, some pajamas, and then a final count of their food and water supplies. ]

... Well, let's hope we either find a way off this bus, or delivery becomes an option, because it's looking as though we'll last a week or two max with what we have.

[feminitis]

[she's frowning by the time they've finished taking stock of their resources, because she has never been in a two-week game.]

Two weeks will be pushing it, yes... We'll have to balance keeping ourselves well-fed enough to be strong if something comes up with not eating so much that we run out of supplies before w can find some way to restock. But we all seem like reasonable enough people, so we should be able to manage that.

[if she spots anyone eating more than their fair share she will fight them. it's fine.]

I can't say I'm a fan of rationing, but it wouldn't be the first time. We'll make it through.

[tactic]

I like the positive attitude!

[ He's going to take a pencil and a notepad from one of the board game and jot down their supplies while he continues yapping. ]

This doesn't account for people that are bound to show up. I don't know how many bodies you guys averaged in a week, but for us, it was something close to four or five.

[feminitis]

Whoa - that many?

[scawwy your body count...]

The first week tends to just be one person. If our supplies won't last us more than a week or two, then... hmm, we should probably plan our portions for if we get two new arrivals a week from now. Then if we only get one, we'll have a little more than we'd initially set aside.

We'd see two or somtimes three in the later weeks, but...

[by the time they get further in these supplies will have run out...]

[tactic]

[ YOU WERE PART OF THAT INSANE BODY COUNT ]

Just something to remain aware of in the back of our minds. I'm certain we'll get a better understanding of what we're in for after that initial week passes.

[ Scribbles along!! And then abruptly pauses to look up. ]

I just realized, silly me, but we never introduced ourselves.

[feminitis]

[IN ONE OF THE WEEKS NOT IN ALL OF THEM]

Oh, oops!

[they really just went straight to business... she laughs, feeling a little foolish.]

My name is - [he looks like a white guy so she's going to go given name first for ease here. she's met enough white people in murdergames by now...] - Seizaburo Kamiya. I'm sure we both wish this wasn't happening, but it's nice to meet you all the same!

[tactic]

[ IN TEARS ]

It's nice to meet you too, Miss Seizaburo. Call me Aventurine. It may not be the most ideal of circumstances, but I'm looking forward to working with you.

[feminitis]

—who are you calling miss?! Seizaburo is a man's name!

[tactic]

It is!?

[ PAUSE... ]

You're a man...?

[feminitis]

[scowling - ]

Yes! I am!

[she is not, but she has been living as a man in the shinsengumi for four years now so she insists that she is so she doesn't blow her cover and be made to leave. it's fine.]

Just because I'm short and I have a delicate face... ugh, I'd forgotten how annoying it is to not be among people who have known me for years and don't question it anymore.