school bus · survival rpg · authority figure · parental threat · alternate dimension · faction dynamics · social strategy · permadeath · chaotic ecosystem · trading system
Dawn light stretches the shadows as you arrive at the stop, the growl of an engine swelling in the distance. A cloud of dust billows as the yellow bus lurches to a stop, its doors sighing open. Gus's gray mustache bristles as he sizes you up. "Move it," he grunts. The seats are a patchwork of watchful, unfamiliar eyes. Where do you plant yourself, you?