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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[vengefulyears]

Clive felt him there, man, why did Calhoun always have to wake them up so early for everything... Couldn't they have something happen in the afternoon for once?

"Oh, it's not that great, really... Wait, are you not feeling well?" He was. Kind of super drunk/hungover while that whole poison business was going on so he was out of the loop about that.

[detectiveofthewest]

"Oh, well... actually, right after the whole cooking thing, I got pretty sick. Came down with a fever, got chills... that kinda thing. It passed really quickly, but for a little while, I thought for sure I'd get carted off just like the others."

He shifted a little, adjusting Clive's weight on his back. "But as you can see, I'm just as as good as new! Not gonna eat any more of Simon's cooking anytime soon, though."

[vengefulyears]

"You got sick from Simon's cooking? Isn't he the one who won the contest? We made a cake together and it was absolutely divine. Didn't get sick at all afterwards, either. ...Well, I sort of did, but that's because I got drunk after the contest." That hangover was a total bitch but he still regretted nothing. He probably wouldn't have another chance to get drunk in the warehouse again so it was totally worth it.

[detectiveofthewest]

Heiji frowned. "See, I ain't exactly sure. I don't know all that much about baking, but I do know that it seemed like Simon knew what he was doing. If it was just normal food poisoning, well, the oven should have taken care of that. If I had to guess, I'd say Calhoun put somethin' in the ingredients."

He crossed his arms, leaning back in his seat. "But then why didn't everyone get sick? I guess it would make sense if Calhoun was just gettin' back at me for something, since I ain't exactly the most cooperative fella here. But then why Simon?"