vivarium | CALHOUN HOUR

It's another day, it's another start of Calhoun Hours. Bright and early in the morning, Calhoun marches into the middle of the first floor lobby and shrieks into his megaphone.

"All right, up to the Garden with all of you! C'mon, hurry up, I'm not going to wait for you lazy bunch!" He impatiently taps on his paw on the ground, but then stops. "Hmm, actually, nah, take your time. I'll just meet you all there in a jiffy!"

And with that, he rushes off to take the stairs to the Garden. Listen to him and slowly make your way, or rush up, it doesn't matter. After everyone assembles in the artificial room, Calhoun is standing by the waterfall, staring off into nothing. He just nods to himself a few times and doesn't even seem to notice the presence of the test subjects though. It's not until about ten seconds later that he turns and tilts his head.

"Whoa, don't sneak up on me like that, test subjects! Sheesh, trying to give this mouse a heart attack?" He huffs but then slides back to his regular mood. "So! Today's event will be called camping! Yeah, I got no clever name for it, sue me, but whatever, go set up a tent or other prep-work. I couldn't bring in all the supplies for this so you'll just have to make due until later tonight."

He runs away from the waterfall, but manages to trip on nothing a few steps in. He stays on the ground, as if trying to trick everyone that he's going to stay there for a while, but then pushes himself back up to make his way to the centre of the Garden. He then raises his arms out, as if he's presenting something.

"Even though I didn't manage to grab everything, I hope you like what I did to the place! Sure looks like a real campground, huh?" Asides from a few tent kits scattered around, there... isn't actually much at all. A few of the screen grids (that normally display the sky) are either turned off to a boring black colour or in a constant static display, but asides from that, everything looks exactly the same. Calhoun doesn't seem to really care though as he keeps on talking.

"Soooooooooooooooooooo, get to it, or something. Do whatever you test subjects do during events like these, chip chop chap!!"

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*Snake will take up that challenge.* Good morning, Calhoun. *No reason to not be polite. Especially to the mouse in charge of the Soporil doses.*

[ Calhoun doesn't answer, in fact he doesn't give the slightest sign he noticed Snake approach at all. Maybe he's just being rude...

Try again? ]

Why yes, Heiji would like to try this time. "Hey Calhoun, this statement is false!"

Maybe they could short him out Star Trek: TOS-style. Living the dream.

[ Calhoun turns his head suddenly. ] W-what? What kind of question is that? It-

[ He clutches his mask, stomps his feet, twists his head unnaturally and-

turns to Heiji with what can only be described as a disgusted look. Through his mask. Somehow. ]

Really, Osaka Test Subject? Or should I say Hopeless Scifi Nerd Test Subject. How embarrassing... [ At least that got his attention. ]

"Aww, but that was fun!" If only it had been for real :').

"So what's up with this 'supplies later today' deal? You're usually more on top of things."

Maybe I'm busy! Maybe I have a lot on my plate! Do you test subjects even care? Why would you!

[ After that strange little tantrum his tail twitches and he seems completely back to normal. ] So, what do you want, Osaka Test Subject?

*Really Heiji, budging in like that. But at least Calhoun is talking.*

Well, I don't suppose it's anything us test subjects can help you with, is it?

Eh? [ He turns his head to Snake, as if surprised by his presence, before losing interest. ] And just what sort of help could you offer, hmmmm?

Yeah, Snake, what kind of help could you offer?

*Why is he getting double teamed here?* I have no idea. It would certainly depend on the nature of the work that needs to be completed. *Also, keeping Calhoun mostly content might be more beneficial to everyone.*

You can barely help yourselves! It'd be preeeeetty entertaining to see you try, though.

[ He laughs, it's a bit highpitched and then he's staring to the side abruptly. ]

*Because Calhoun goes quiet so suddenly, Snake can't tell what he's doing. He turns to Heiji and frowns.* What's going on?

"He's just... starin' into space." This was weird, man. So weird that Heiji was thrown for a bit.

"Hey! Calhoun! What happened?"

CALHOUN HOUR - CAMPING

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