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]

"Ha, are you serious?" For talking about a severed human limb, Kuzuryuu's tone was far too casual. "Wonder what happened to the poor bastard this belonged to." He tapped the top of the piano. If only he had known whether or not it was a left hand; 'they're all right now' jokes could've been made.

Truly, a missed opportunity. He glanced over at the piano keys at Hershel's suggestion, giving them a few experimental taps in an attempt to make a melody. It is abundantly and immediately clear he has no idea how to play the piano.

"Nah, don't think that's one of my talents," Kuzuryuu said, in pretty good spirits despite that as he turned away from the thing to take the transcripts away from Hershel. He took a minute or so to read them over. By the time he'd finished he was frowning. "Were they... hiding the arm? That seems sort've weird."

[puzzlinglad]

Hershel was pretty amused at Kuzuryuu's show of music fervor over there, what a regular virtuoso. "Next we'll have to try drawing, you never know, right?" He asked as he walked closer to the piano, glancing it over. For a moment he was kind of curious if he could play but nah, that's impossible, let's just focus on fun things like arms and shit.

His smile lessened some as he nodded. "The implication is... strange. Actually-" He glanced over to one of the end tables. On it was a picture of two people you couldn't really see the faces of, and he went to pick it up and bring it over to Kuzuryuu. "I think this is supposed to be them."

[babygangsta]

Kuzuryuu gave him a look. "Kinda have the feeling I'll be even worse at that," he said, before his expression softened to something more amused. "But, hey, drawing you'll be easy enough. Just a stick figure with a big puffy bush on top of it." Wow, incredibly rude.

But back to serious things. He looked at the picture, frowning. "It's hard to tell what they actually look like."