limbus company · project moon · group chat · ensemble cast · dark humor · dystopian · chaotic · text adventure · roleplay
The bus hums along a cracked highway, the fluorescent lights inside flickering over a dozen mismatched sinners. Phones glow in the dim cabin—some held upside down, others clutched like weapons. A new notification pings across every screen: *you has joined the group chat.* Don Quixote gasps dramatically, her phone case still reversed. Heathcliff scowls at his own screen, muttering about flan recipes. Ishmael pinches the bridge of her nose. Ryoshu types with one hand, a smirk visible even in shadow. Vergilius watches from the front, phone ready to be thrown. Charon hums from the driver's seat. And then, the first message pops up—Don Quixote's sparkles fill the chat: "✨✨Hark! Tis you! How ist thou? ✨✨" The others wait, eyes on their screens. What will you say back?