welcome to round two

[vivariummods]

T H E  W A R E H O U S E Welcome to the 【 Warehouse 】. Or at least, another side of the Warehouse. While unknowing to the new batch of test subjects, it's almost identical to the first group's. There are a few elevators (obviously shut tight), every window is bolted shut, surveillance cameras in every corner, and there's a giant door with a 9 painted on it. There are noticeable differences and one of them is just how dark it is. The only source of artificial illumination in the lobby are a panel of florescent lights above the elevators, and the occasional flickering of the camera's LEDs. A few scattered and dying fire pits help provide a greater sense of visibility, but just by a slight margin. However, it's obvious to see (and to test) that all the doors are sealed tight and that there doesn't appear to be any apparent exits, which is quite a shame, really, considering that an exit would be quite desirable after noticing all the weapons littering the floor. While they're not your typical weapons (no guns, no swords, no axes), all the items on the ground seems heavily used and splattered with blood: a shovel, a pitchfork, a rake, trowels, scissors, knives, and such on. Some have seen more bloodshed than others, but regardless, none of these items seem particularly new. They have all seen better days, and the same could be said about the test subjects. Each and every character will awaken with various scrapes, bruises, and dried blood. The degree of injuries they may have on them will vary from character to character, but no one character will be unharmed. On top of that, they will all find a bracelet wrapped around their left wrists. It looks a lot like a digital watch, but characters will suspect it is broken, as the face is completely blank. There are two buttons on the top, but other than producing a satisfying click, pressing them does absolutely nothing. Trying to take it off is a futile effort as well, as they do not have a visible clasp for the characters to undo. To make this entire situation worse, test subjects will recall nothing. They may find objects that may resonate with them, that feel familiar in their hands, along with having a general idea of knowing just who they are (names, likes, dislikes, peeves, etc), but trying to remember what happened? Why they're here? Where they even are? It'd all be one giant blur and trying to force a memory only leads to a headache. So, well, test subjects, better start figuring things out. Relying on your memories clearly isn't helping. BASIC INFO ✖ FIRST GLANCE

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[fushuuu]

[yeah, his shorts aren't doing a great job of covering that up. It kinda looks like somebody went at it with a rasp, but best not to eye the gams right now. he just shrugs, jutting his lower lip out further]

I'll find some water. It won't be a problem.

[elliexir]

About that... Asides from the weapons everywhere, the jerks who kidnapped us didn't leave us with anything and all the doors are locked. So much for simply walking out of this place...

[ Not that she thought it'd be easy but man, why you gotta make this hard... ]

[fushuuu]

What!? That's not possible. Maybe you didn't look right.

[elliexir]

Hey, I looked around enough times, all right? It's not like they left a giant table full of supplies in the corner and I missed it somehow.

[fushuuu]

[with a look that says 'I could make a snarky comment but am choosing not to,' he abruptly stalks off. This would probably be more effective if his knee didn't immediately buckle, the stretch evolving his bled leg to a bleeding leg. he catches his balance just as quickly, looking away more embarrassed than in pain. Well, maybe she hadn't been watching. Somehow.

Trying again, he starts off more carefully to round the perimeter. Someone needs to check things for themselves, apparently.]

[elliexir]

[ She automatically reaches out to catch him if he falls. It's all good though, since he manages to keep on standing but she hovers nearby and tries to circle around him to get him to stop. ]

Whoa whoa whoa, where the hell do you think you're going? You need to sit down!

[fushuuu]

[he doesn't slow down (granted, he's going pretty slow as it is, but determinedly not limping!1), continuing on towards the nearest wall, aiming to trace around it]

I'll sit down when I find a way out of here.

[elliexir]

[ She'll make sure to stand in front of him then! Ha, try to get around her now. ]

Orrrr you could just sit down and leave the exit-finding to the people who aren't bleeding out their legs.

[fushuuu]

It's not bleeding.

[(it is bleeding)]

[he takes another half step forward, mainly to see if she'll move out of the way]

[elliexir]

Yeah, and I'm totally not bleeding either.

[ Nope, she's standing right here blocking his way. She'll be a pain in the side if she has to. ]

[fushuuu]

[w e l l

okay, he's not just going to run her over, but you can't just be nice to girls either! attempts to loom menacingly??? who wouldn't run from this face?]

Move.

[elliexir]

[ Pshhh, you don't scare her. You're probably like super tall or something compared to her 5'3" tiny height but everyone here is probably taller than her (asides from Rio...). ]

Nope. I think I'm going to stay right here.

[fushuuu]

[yeah, 173cm, triathlete's physique, he ate his wheaties, not that it's doing anything. girls are the worst, always]

[he leans in further, scowling

before turning around with a heavy, somewhat snakelike hiss. fine. counterclockwise we go. whatever]

[elliexir]

[ Wow, you are giving one hell of a first impression here. Were you born with a scowl on your face? Were you a snake-turned-human? That was a pretty impressive hiss. Ellie takes no time to try and circle around him to block him off again. ]

Oh c'mon. Did sitting down traumatize you as a kid or something? It's not gonna kill you to do something about your stupid leg for a second.

[fushuuu]

[yes]

You don't know that.

And I don't need a babysitter, especially not one who should have one herself.

[elliexir]

[ Amazing. Suddenly everything about Karou is great. ]

At least I'm not a 50 year old who's way too stubborn to accept help.

[ Not... that she knows how she looks like, considering that there're no mirrors or whatnots around here, but judging by her own height, voice, and whatnot, she's probably pretty young. Also, 50 years old is probably reaaaaally high but you know what, the higher the better, it's totally easier to insult with. ]

[fushuuu]

I'm not--

[not that he knows how old he is, but no way! even if he does have a gravelly chainsmoker voice, he still has all of his hair, even if it's hidden under a bandanna, he knows he'd know the difference!]

--You're an idiot. And you didn't even trust me enough to give your name. Why would I trust you to be helpful to me?

[elliexir]

[ isn't he like... 14 or something, why do you have a chainsmoker voice, man. you're the same age as ellie right now, you tall jerk. ]

[ also... he brought up a good point... ellie was worried enough that she found herself a little knife that she could use, if needed, and she does think that maybe someone here did this to them but.. she also doesn't really want to see a dude totally fuck up his leg and have it permanently damaged or something. ]

Fine, whatever, you got a point, but all I'm saying is that moving around while you're bleeding out your calf is really stupid. You think I want to be stuck here and watch an old man screw up his leg?