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

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[babygangsta]

Kuzuryuu looked at Ema disbelievingly. "Everyone's so curious about these things. I don't really care what can be done with them. It's not like I could reprogram them or something." His expression was thoughtful for a moment, before he recalled that she'd compared him to Jake. How dare she.

"Anyway how? In what way am I like that guy?" Kuzuryuu asked, and though his tone was annoyed it seemed as though he genuinely wanted to know.

[skyentificmethod]

"Let's see..." Ema starts listing off points on her fingers. "You're both super-testy, egotistical, foul-mouthed, have trust issues, totally aren't as badass as you think you are, have dubious taste in foods and hairstyles... It's a long list."

[babygangsta]

"Dubious taste in food? Really?" Out of everything that was what Kuzuryuu was choosing to question. "From what I hear you're not much better." Snackoos, Ema.

The rest of it, though, he treated more seriously. At the very least he was listening. "But fine, okay, so that's what you think. Can't say you're not being upfront." Blunt, even. "I'm not gonna argue with you about it, but in a place like this do you seriously think it's unfair to distrust people?"

[skyentificmethod]

Snackoos are great, don't even start with me kid.

As for the rest, she shrugs, not dismissive, but not impressed either. "'Unfair' might be a little strong. But look at the rest of these guys. It's just the way you approach it, all 'look at me, see how 'cool loner' I am.' It's not like you have to talk about someone to betray them."

[babygangsta]

Not immediately knowing how to reply to that, Kuzuryuu was quiet. It wasn't as though he could be pissed at Ema for answering. If he didn't want to hear it, it was his fault for asking.

"I guess you're not wrong about that," he said. Even if he was having trouble figuring how how to approach it in a different manner, he got what she was saying. "Anyway," he continued, changing the subject, "I think I'm gonna cut my losses here and find somewhere more defensible, then."

[skyentificmethod]

She shrugs again; she hadn't actually thought he'd be so chill about it. Good on him. She goes along with his subject change.

"Probably a good idea. No point in going through all this just to end up in another elevator."

[babygangsta]

"Heh, yeah. Being trapped in one of those is more than enough," Kuzuryuu answered, heading over toward the couch and hopping over it to get to the other side, seemingly with the intention of leaving.

He stopped once on the other side, however, eyeing the couch. "It'd be kind of an asshole move to leave this thing here, wouldn't it?" Not waiting for Ema to reply to that, he pushed against it with his shoulder. Wouldn't want someone to try running into the lounge only to get confused by the damn couch or something.

[skyentificmethod]

"That thing's existence is an asshole move," she says, moving to the far end. "I can help you push, if you like."

[babygangsta]

"The only thing it's good for is drying off on and even then I'm not sure it's worth it," Kuzuryuu said, before he stopped pushing to look at Ema.

He had to think for a few seconds before he replied. "...Alright, sure."

[skyentificmethod]

"Was it that big of a decision?" Her tone sounds fairly testy, but she helps push the couch all the same, so she can't be all that irritated.

"...How much drying off are you doing?"

[babygangsta]

Kuzuryuu looked annoyed for a second before he smirked. "Yeah, I was afraid you might fuck something up when moving the couch and get injured again."

He gave a shrug at her other question. "After getting out of the elevator I was pretty soaked through and it helped me dry off. So it's good for that. And messing with new people."

[skyentificmethod]

She scowls, looking away and shoving harder. "I'm not some delicate flower, I can push a stupid couch." And with her new clothes, you can't even see if there are bandages or not so surely she is 100% healthy, gosh.

"And dripping water all over even this crappy excuse for a couch is still unsanitary. Scientifically speaking, it would be difficult to list all of the different germs that could possibly be basted in there now."

[babygangsta]

"Hey, if you think you can handle it," Kuzuryuu needled, giving a sort of half-shrug as much as that was possible while also pushing the couch.

He scoffed. "Who gives a shit? Nobody's gonna go near this thing 95% of the time anyway because it's a fucking travesty that it even exists."

[skyentificmethod]

"I can handle plenty, thanks," she bites, since she sadly hasn't got anything else to munch on. She gives the couch another shove then leaves it; it should be well out of the way of anyone running into the room by now.

"You've got a point there, at least. I wish this place had windows so we could throw it out of one."

[babygangsta]

Kuzuryuu stops shoving and stands up straight, taking a breath. "Maybe we could at least find somewhere high enough to throw it off of. Or set it on fire. That might be pretty satisfying, too."

Also really stupid and dangerous, but whatever.

[skyentificmethod]

"The only tall place so far is the second floor stairs. I don't know that it'd be worth the effort to lug this thing up there. The fire's doable, though. Maybe drag it out to the warehouse, first."