CALHOUN HOUR - HUNTERS

[vivariummods]

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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[skyentificmethod]

[things that are not fun include: being covered in ceiling and children. Ema skitters back with a yelp when the ceiling starts to go, so instead of being completely squashed by the aforementioned things, she's off-balance but able to cover her face from the dust and incidentally block the most direct route to her neck. Undaunted at having grabbed onto her forearm instead of her neck, the child squeezes hard, slowly but inevitably wrenching her arm out of the way. Which...while not particularly comfortable, is probably a great photo-op?? For her part, Ema is rather preoccupied with trying to deliver a blow to the thing's temples or ears, if it even has any...]

[fairsfair]

[ creepy spirit children don't have temples or ears, ema, or if they do under their cloth sacks, it doesn't seem to do that much. its head moves, but it doesn't really give any indications that it's in pain, which is.. great. ]

Shit-- Ema!

[ jake immediately jumps in and his first instinct is to break its wrist, but then he remembers about the camera so he pulls it out of his pocket. he shoves it in the child's face and presses on the button. it flashes brightly and the child lets out a high pitched shriek. it releases ema's wrist to place its hands on its single eye, and jake takes this moment to step in and shove it backwards, causing it to fall onto its back. with his other arm, he places it protectively over ema and help her up if needed. ]