utried | bus

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

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SETTING

NPC AUDIENCES LOCATIONS ROOMING CURFEW

REPORTING

PC TURN-IN MOD REPORTING EVENT TURN-IN VOTING

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Speed is more my forte than strength, unfortunately, and in any case my katana is missing.

[like, maybe she should shatter the window with it while it was sheathed...]

But it can't hurt to keep a close eye out for anything we might be able to use to our advantage. If brute force doesn't work on the windows or the door, maybe there's something else we can do. Like... I don't know, maybe we can unscrew the door's hinges somehow. Though we would probably need tools for that.

[ hmmmmm ]

Maybe we can finagle something from the utensils they left for us, though I'm not much of a mechanic.

It can't hurt it give it a try. Even if it doesn't work, it's not like we'd be any worse off than we already are.

[they can't get more trapped ... unless one of them gets stuck in the bathroom.]

[ time to make that my next tl ]

Fair enough. The only skill I've got is lockpicking, so if you've got a door and a particularly thin piece of metal, I'm your guy.

Oh, come now! I'm sure that's not your only skill.

But I'll remember that if we find any locks to pick!

Fine, that and boxing are my only two skills.

[ does that sound believable ]

Nobody goes into management when their only skills are lockpicking and boxing.

You'd be surprised. I've met some pretty bad managers in my time.

So is this a "trying to keep expectations low so you can surprise us with your skills later" thing or is your self-esteem really that bad?

Why don't you take a guess?

You don't seem particularly sneaky to me, so my guess would be it's the latter.

[ she's so cute. he can go along with this. ]

I'll try and work on my self-esteem while I'm here then. Not much else to do right now, after all.

[she's so stupid is more like it...]

Our options are, what... [she gestures at the tv screens] Staring at the others like a bunch of creeps, sleeping, and playing board games?

[free them.]

God, I hate waiting.

When you put it that way, it does sound pretty miserable.

[ how long before the first of them slowly goes insane from boredom ]

Doesn't it?

[she grimaces a little bit, but then shrugs.]

On the other hand, at least we aren't here alone. I'm sure if the four of us work together we can figure out something to keep ourselves from going stir-crazy.

Maybe we should put on a small talent show for ourselves.

[ this is a joke. ]

[pffft. she hides a laugh behind one hand.]

Who do you think would have the most surprising hidden talent?

[ glances around their bus of FOUR people before his gaze lands on keith and he nods slowly. ]

It's always the quiet ones who are the most surprising.

That's true! You never know what they're going to come up with.

Should we take bets on what his secret skill might be?

[ sorry keith. ]

[she giggles.]

Perhaps he's a talented singer or dancer. He looks like he would be nimble on his feet.

[keith is literally right there and they are in a very small enclosed space. why are they talking about him where he can hear it. oh well.]

[ he can butt in at any time to correct them. ]

Ooh, good suggestion. Maybe he's one of those guys that can effortlessly do handstands one after another.

Are there people who can actually do that?!

I don't see why not. Us being here already defies most natural laws of science, don't you think?

That's true... ooh, I bet learning to do that would be great for building up one's arm strength!

[she's kind of eyeing their surroundings and glancing up at the ceiling to gauge how much space they might have to try ... then her shoulders slump a little because it's definitely not enough. oh well.]

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