CALHOUN HOUR - SURVIVOR

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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

[puzzlinglad]

[Man Piper, not looking good there, starving a bit does that to you. Also robots. Hershel looked her over with concern, shaking his head.]

Sorry, I'm afraid not. [He didn't even have any coins to offer, only a dumb stuffed cat because life sucked.] AB rounds should start soon, at least.

[bitchesgotstolearn]

[Piper looks about to cry. Her mouth crumples up into a flat, wormy line and her eyebrows knit into a Picasso-esque expression. But instead she just sighs.]

Even if I get three points next AB round, I won't have enough to eat.

Anyway. Did you get any useful memories?

[puzzlinglad]

Well, those vending machines were selling some sort of squid, maybe if they're still around you can grab some. [Not. That those looked appealing. But hey, better than starving probably? Poor Piper.] They were only 15 coins I think.

From this? I'm not sure I'd say useful, more pleasant I suppose. I remembered my parents better at least. [Better than trauma like Snake.] What about you, Miss Chapman?

[bitchesgotstolearn]

I would eat a squid by now. I think I might have eaten squid before? The idea doesn't repulse me or anything. [She has fifteen coins, at least. Thank God, it's something.]

I had, um, a revelation.

[puzzlinglad]

Well... just be careful if you get some, it looks a little questionable. [Aka it's really gross, but food?]

Oh, what was it? [Wait.] Ah, if you don't mind sharing, that is.

[bitchesgotstolearn]

Apparently I have a girlfriend. Or had. I'm not quite sure when the memory's from. [Piper's brow knits a bit.] Do you think that means I'm gay?

[puzzlinglad]

[Hershel's kind of shocked for a moment before he just goes thoughtful.] I suppose it's possible... I mean, sexuality is very fluid, isn't it? It could mean a lot of things. Maybe you're bisexual, for example.

[bitchesgotstolearn]

I guess I won't know until I start having sexy fantasies or some cute guy my age shows up here, right? [She realizes with a bit of an abashed expression that this conversation is probably awkward for Hershel.] I mean, assuming I'm twenty-six like I think I am.

[She totally isn't.]

[puzzlinglad]

[It's fine Piper, he's british everything is awkward for him. He's trying at least to not be useless.] Ah well... that would certainly be telling. If it isn't too nosy can I ask what your girlfriend was like? [That sounded like a nice memory... right???]

[Also making a note of 26, getting people's ages right here was a trial.]

[bitchesgotstolearn]

Tall. Glasses. Hot. [Yeah totally going to go with that awkward feeling right here.] I think- I think she might be why I'm in a prison uniform?