vivarium | CALHOUN HOUR

Yet another day, yet another Calhoun Hour where characters find themselves waking up in a new and unfamiliar area. The first thing characters will notice that it's dusty and dark. With almost no lighting whatsoever, characters will be unable to see anything in front of them. Are they with someone else or did they wake up alone? That's something they will have to figure out after Calhoun's announcement.

"Ahem, ahem. Testing, one two three, testing. Well, gooooood evening, test subjects! Yes, you have really been knocked out for that long, but it only fits the mood of today's game."

He snickers then continues.

"How many of you like the horror genre? I bet half of you do, but I hate it! Cheap and cheesy effects with lame jump scares, and what is this, The Human Centipede? "100% medically accurate"? Just ugh, that's not even horror. That's just an insult to science and medicine."

"Anyway, I thought I'd put my own twist to trying out this horror business, so welcome to my little haunted school! Now, all of you should find yourselves a nice little camera and pocket flashlight. I want you all to do me a little favour and take a nice photo of at least five different of my best friends down there. I'm not asking for breathtaking photos, but at least put some effort into it, test subjects. Do that and, you know what, I'm feeling generous, I'll give you whatever you want in the shop and I guess a memory or something, whatever, we'll talk later, test subjects!"

And with that, it goes silent...

BASIC INFO ✖ BEGIN THE HUNT ✖ POST-EVENT MINGLE ✖ TURN-IN

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*Snake had been attempting to very dangerously listen for monsters, get close enough and take a picture. He hadn't gotten injured yet, but he flattened himself against the hallway outside the gym as he felt someone run by him.*

Careful now!

[whoops, almost ran down snake running away from books. he stops, glancing behind him to see the books gave it a damn rest, then sighs.]

Snake! Sorry, I was- [he rubs the bridge of his nose.] -just... be careful in the library. The books have a mind of their own.

Oh do they? Well, I'll try to steer clear. Have you found any monsters yet? *Snake's technique to taking pictures is highly dangerous but unfortunately necessary. Basically to stumble on one and shoot a pictures and hope he got a decent image.*

No, not one. [and he realizes wow, this must suck for Snake, and immediately has A Plan. the plan is help Snake.] If you want we can go looking together. Maybe if I take a picture with your camera it'd still count for you.

You don't need to go that far. Just point me in the right direction and I'll hope I get something decent. But I would appreciate your help, Hershel. Thank you.

Well, that would be easier. [he smiles before glancing down the hall to the washroom.] I suppose we may as well start exploring. There's a door over here- [and he walks towards it as he speaks so snake can figure out the direction. washroom here they come...]

*In between the random noises of doors opening and closing and low tortured groaning, Snake can hear Hershel's footsteps and follows along.*

Open it quickly to see if someone flies out. If not, it might be somewhat safe.

I have a bad feeling about this... [shocking. he opens the washroom door, pausing when nothing comes flying out. whew.] It looks safe enough, it's a bathroom like in a school.

[of course as he walks in something that's very much like a hand comes darting out of one of the mirrors and grabs onto his hair and possibly anything of snake's if he's nearby enough.] Gah! [eloquent. he tries to pull away and only catches the fact that something really wants them in the mirror.] There- it's something in the mirrors!

Then I don't think we should linger here! *He grabbed onto Hershel's hand to drag him away but something else pulled in the other direction.*

Hershel, where are you caught?

CALHOUN HOUR - HUNTERS

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You mean shenanigans, here they come

enjoy team

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