Desert Bus: Cross Dimensional! Open and Accepting!

[bigwig.]

There was more than a slight itch of wrongness to letting on a flood of random strangers they'd found on the side of the road - but, to be wholly fair, there was more than a slight itch of wrongness to all of this. Trying to consider that, Kenny pressed his lips into a frown and remained mostly silent as the new batch of bus riders passed him. Mercury, however, was loudly enthusiastic about meeting one in particular, who was apparently Spider-Man himself. Kenny looked back and forth between the two of them incredulously. "What, you really think he's-" He began, before being quickly interrupted by the kid confirming it himself. "Wait, you're tellin' me you're actually Spider-Man?" He huffed in disbelief. He'd never known much about comic books, personally, so it wasn't like he could properly confirm it for himself. Heh, Duck would've been overjoyed to meet him, though - but maybe not quite as excited as he would've been to meet Batman. The thought almost made him smile for a moment; if only the kid could've been here. Of course, remembering why the kid couldn't be here quickly dashed that moment of fatherly nostalgia, and he returned his focus to Xeria's possible explanation for why Mercury apparently recognized some of their new arrivals. "Hell, does that mean we're all fictional...?" He wondered aloud, not particularly looking for a response - in fact, rather hoping he didn't get one. He didn't particularly need more of an existential challenge to his existence at this point.

[Siki]

Well Xia wasn't wrong that the group wasn't the only one stranded here at this place but knowing there's going to be more people on the bus made them.. unhappy. Well it's no surprise they are unhappy a lot of times. Just steer clear from everyone was their plan. Xia doesn't intend to talk to all throughout this 'adventure' but seeing that could be almost impossible. Crossing their arms in front of their chest they let out a sigh.

At least no one is upset about the new passengers, well most are happy so that's good enough. No fighting and all. 'Realities tend to leak to into the dreams of people in other realities and or universes'. Xia whisked their eyes away from the window looking at the ceiling of the bus in thought. The theory could be possible for anyone since there are references of other things from different worlds. 'Well anything could be possible whether you like it or not, life is full of surprises' that's what Matuneah said to Xia. Guess they weren't lying because look at them now, here in a bus filled with different kinds of people.

[Leaf_Blaze]

Fern was going to return the high-five being offered to him, but the comment about his body made him flinch and end up with a fuzzy hand on his face. "Ow," he mumbled. It didn't hurt very much, but he shuffled farther into the bus in shame. He took a seat across the aisle from the figure wearing a helmet, who had taken up the entire seat with a large gun. The grass boy slid farther into the seat until he was against the window. Fern proceeded to make himself as small as possible, curling up into a ball of grass.

[Rusty20]

Xeria Dream: Location: On the Bus

Xeria immediately felt bad knowing the Plant comment was a mistake, She went over to where he sat down and apologised, "Sorry about that Fern I didn't know that was a tender spot. I'll avoid the 'P Word' from now on. You guys are actually the first living people I ever remember meeting due to amnesia so I'm not so good socially yet, But I try." She said giggling softly. "Also sorry about hitting you in the face." Then she left Fern alone so he could have some time to himself.

She headed over to the guy who seemed a bit put off by being ignored, "Sorry about ignoring you! I didn't mean to it's just we had a bit of a thing going on up there and I think I hit a nerve on Fern there with I feel bad about......" She said feeling slightly down.

"Well anyway you probably already heard I'm Xeria Dream and You are?" She asked trying to be friendly and make up for a few earlier mistakes.

[Crookedleaf]

center]Peter Parker|16|MCU
((There is still some answers pete answered on my other post))[/center]
Peter looked around at everyone asking him questions about Spiderman and he felt himself start to blush. He heard one of the people that had been on the bus first ask him if he was really spiderman."I have been, Spidey, for a little bit now, helping out the little guy," Peter said looking down at his feet after he made eye contact with the guy,"The only people that know in my universe, since I guess this is a different place out of time, are Ton- Mr. Stark, Ned, and Aunt May." Peter gave him a smile before he walked down the isle hoping to find a place to sit, and perhaps do his math homework.

[Egg With Legs]

As if to add a cherry on top of all of this strangeness, the door to the bathroom begins to shake violently, a foul smelling brown cloud emerging from the cracks in the door. After a few seconds, the door flies open, unleashing a massive brown cloud, accompanied by a incredibly smelly man. The door slams shut immediately after, and those nearby swear they can hear a sigh from behind it.

[ferrari]

Gabriel | Archangel of the Lord | Supernatural | Open

Gabriel was minding his own business when a portal opened in front of him. Being the ever so curious Archangel, he decided to hop right into it. It's not like he possibly couldn't kill anything on the other side if they dared to challenge him. Just to be sure, however, he pulled out his blade, ready to strike. He jumped through the portal, with the blade in position.

"Oh! By my Dad, that was awful! I'm never jumping through a portal I haven't created." Gabriel shook his arm with the blade as if he was hoping to get the stench off. "Hey, you mortals, know where a shower for the divine is?" He inquires to those around him. He didn't have the faintest idea of where he was, but only that he reeked, something he quite disliked. Seeing no immediate threat, he was ready to sheath the weapon, but first, he had to possibly play a little prank. Wielding the blade, he waved it in the direction of the nearest person.

[Leaf_Blaze]

Fern continued to stew in the window seat, completely tuning out the outside world for a moment as self-loathing pulled him in. Thoughts of "why am I like this?" and "what is wrong with me?" swirling faster and faster and faster until-

Someone else appeared in the bus. He had no idea when or how or if he said anything, but he knew he was waving a blade of sorts rather carelessly. The plant boy stood up and peeked his head around the side of the back of the bus seat to look at him. "Maybe don't wave that thing around? Really not a fan of peeps gettin' hurt." And with that, he was going to continue stewing. But before he could return to his corner, Fern noticed the younger boy from his pile approaching. The grass person figured it would be better to talk to someone his own age and spoke up. "Hey, you lookin' for somewhere to sit?" He then moved back into his corner and patted the seat next to him. "You can chill by me, if you want." Fern offered a small grin and nervous eyes.

[InfectedHau]

Mercury pulled her shirt up over her nose as a truly horrendous stench filled the bus. "C'mon, dude," she said to whoever the source was, "I said not to use the toilet!" When the mystery offender identified himself as a new person, and also started waving a sword around, her gaze sharpened. He was divine, huh? That certainly sounded like something a stand user might say. She was too far away to use her stand, but she could wait to see if he got closer. "I'd listen to the green dude if I were you, buddy," she said casually. "We're all friends here, no need to go waving weapons around." As she spoke, the bus doors slid closed, and she shifted into gear, accelerating perhaps a bit faster than was absolutely necessary.

[Kveykva]

Zer0 ― a number
form | male | Borderlands | tags: the gang, Xeria

❝𝚊 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝❞

Zero struggled briefly to tune out the wailing of his weapon, and before long he'd had enough. With something equivalent to a snap of his fingers, the weapon deconstructed itself into the vault hunter's inventory, bringing sweet relief to his ears.

"You're in time out now.
Perhaps you'll learn not to whine.
Or you won't, who knows."

With his main issue now handled, he turned now to address the other ninety-eight other problems at hand. Child of the corn, Jack wannabe, demonic edgelord, Morningstar incarnate, he could go on with the list and give everyone present some kind of derogatory nickname. The waifu puffle had quite loudly introduced herself as Xeria Dream, and all at once she was trying to make conversation with him. Once again, she introduced herself.

"I heard."

Zero replied shortly, lounging on the incredibly uncomfortable bus seat.

"Know me as Zer0.
Let's get this show on the road.
I'm trigger happy."

Whether or not she took that as a threat was up to her, but it wasn't long before another strange event stole the spotlight. Perhaps Zero would get to make use of his itching trigger finger after all. From the depths of the toilet emerged a sword bearing being, clearly believing himself to be a god (as he specifically asked for a divine shower). While the others tried to convince the newcomer to put down his sword, Zero decided that actions speak louder than words. He pulled his revolver from its holster and fired it from the hip with a keen eye, narrowly missing the pseudo-god's head, instead taking out a chunk of the bus near the roof.

"That's your one warning."

Zero lowered his weapon, a signature 0 gracing his face.

"I have exactly zero
cares to give right now."