CALHOUN HOUR - SURVIVOR

[vivariummods]

At the crack of dawn, presumably, Calhoun gathers everyone in the first floor warehouse to make an announcement. "That's right, it's time for another of my special events!" He seems pretty pleased with himself. "I noticed you lazy, fat test subjects really let yourselves go last round! It's like I don't feed you here or something." "Well, I'm worried about your health, always lazing about and not getting proper exercise. So, I decided to be the change I want to see in the world, and so we're going to do something a littttttttllllllle different this time." "To stop you guys from getting soft from all the fun you're having here, it's time for a little workout." From one of the doors Calhoun never lets anyone go through there's a loud, metallic banging sound repeating, as if something is trying to get out. Calhoun does not seem troubled at all by this. In fact, he seems pretty excited. "The rules are simple, everyone's getting sixty coins to use as they see fit. You'll notice the vending machines on both warehouse floors. Anyone who isn't caught will even get a memory back." But what does that mean? "So go on, survive for 23 hours, I'll even give you a five minute head start. Good luck!" And with that he scurries off. Should people hang around they'll get to witness that same door open five minutes later. From the door comes several figures, human in shape but something is very, very wrong. They seem to be robotic, skeletal humans. At one point they must have had some synthetic skin over them but most of it seems to be melting or ripped off. They don't move very fast, mostly they shamble about until they focus on a target. Better hope it's not you! BASIC INFO ✖ FIRST TEN HOURS ✖ LAST HOURS ✖ POST EVENT MINGLE

Comments

You mind if Snake wanders here too?

[blind_badass]

*Snake also had the same idea, although he wondered if maybe an instrument might make a good weapon.*

of course not!

[vengefulyears]

[Clive stops what he's doing and whips his head towards the entrance when he hears footsteps coming in, but he relaxes when he sees it's just Snake.]

Oh, hello, Snake.

[blind_badass]

Hello, Clive. I guess you're looking for weapons as well. Have you found any?

[vengefulyears]

Weapons? Well, I've mostly been on the lookout for ideal hiding places, but there's plenty of knives in the infirmary if those are the kind of weapons you're looking for. If you want to get creative, I suppose you could use some of the instruments in here as weapons too.

[blind_badass]

There's a thought. What kinds of instruments are left?

[vengefulyears]

Clarinets, drum skins, drumsticks, various types of brass instruments... Of course there's the piano, too, but that might be too big to utilize properly.

[blind_badass]

A shame. The piano is tuned well. *He should know, since he tried it.* Do you mind handing me some drum sticks? They might prove useful at some point.