one new mouse

[vivariummods]

It's been two days since the vote. Since then, there has been little activity. The speakers have never been turned on since that day, and there's been no sign of the owner of that voice. No further contact has been made, and it seems as if the group was abandoned again without a clue as to why they're here. ... Unless any members of the group are lucky enough to wake up early enough to catch a glimpse of something, uh, "new"... In the Greenhouse, while the artificial sky is a reddish colour from "sunrise", a large metal ladder is placed in front of the sickly trees. Beside the ladder is a children's wagon, filled with apples, and on top is an upright mouse with a gas mask... Yeah, as if this place couldn't get any weirder. The mouse quietly mumbles to itself, something along the lines of "... work... not paid... test subjects... spoiled", and holds an apple in one paw and a tape gun in the other. It appears to be taping the apples to the tree branches, one at a time, occasionally climbing down to grab an armful of apples to bring up. It's only a third way through the pile of apples (which only seems to be about a dozen...) so catch it while you can.

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BASIC INFO

[vivariummods]

✖ This is a mingle, and participation is not required as it will not go towards AC.

✖ This post will last 1 IC day and OOCly until the next event.

✖ Characters may either thread with Calhoun or post a top-level comment for the rest of the IC day.

✖ Whether your character will speak to Calhoun or not, everyone will be receiving one personal item from home. Calhoun will have a box of these items on his wagon and will give them to characters. This item can be anything from a photo to a book to a personal letter, as long as it's within reason. Please contact a mod if you are unsure if your item is appropriate or not.

✖ If you have any questions? Ask and we will try to get back to you asap.

MINGLE

[vivariummods]

[ Post a top-level doing whatever, showing off your new item, or talking to Calhoun. Be free. ]

TALK TO CALHOUN

[formicarium]

[ Calhoun just continues to tape apples to the trees, occasionally taking breaks here and there, mumbling about test subjects and some other nonsense. Probably complaining as usual. ]

Re: TALK TO CALHOUN

[babel_hacker]

[That sure is a mouse. When Atsuro came over to check the Greenhouse and saw the house, he paused when he noticed its gasmask. Gasmask...

He remembers seeing a gasmask before.

Atsuro slowly walks towards it, until he's close enough to pick up on...words? It can talk?]

Uh, hey?

[This feels so weird.]

[formicarium]

[ Calhoun turns his head, looking down at the Atsuro, continuing to hold onto an apple and his tape gun. ]

Can't you see that I'm busy, test subject? Sheeeesh, what's a mouse gotta do around here to tape apples to a tree in peace?

[ He sounds... whiny. He sighs and shakes his head. ]

[babel_hacker]

[Yeah, now he's sure he's not imagining it.]

You can talk?

Re: TALK TO CALHOUN

[1st_response_is_anger]

Can I...take an apple? *Maria posed her question to the mouse in a gas mask. Because why not, really?*

[formicarium]

[ Calhoun turns his head, looking down at Maria from his ladder. ]

That's why I'm taping them up, test subject, so I don't have you bunch getting scurvy on me!

[ He doesn't budge from the ladder nor does he offer one, however. He just gets back to taping the one in his hands. Maybe he wants you to grab it from his wagon or climb a tree?? ]

[1st_response_is_anger]

How generous of you. *So much sarcasm. But she did take an apple from the wagon because they looked pretty good.*

Wait...test subject? AHA! I knew it! This is a stupid experiment!

[toybombs]

[She's not entirely sure where to put her attention, to be honest. On one hand, those apples look mighty tempting. On the other, she now has a photo of herself and a few other individuals, and even though it gives little away she almost feels obligated to sit and try to analyze it for every last clue she can find.

It's a loose photograph, not at all dated, but showing herself smiling happily with some older men. All of them are covered in a layer of dust, and are dressed lightly for travel in warmer climates - clearly something more on the exploration side as opposed to leisure.

You'd almost expect a photo of her with friends around her age, but... None of the people look especially bad-natured. She doubts she would travel with a whole group of such people unless they were allies. So what's this about?]

[elliexir]

[ Ellie could be mean and approach Rio from behind, surprise her that way, but she decides against it because she doesn't need Rio to cry on her.... again... for the tenth time.... no thank you, so she approaches from the front, carrying something new (a book??). ]

Sooooo... Asides from that weird rat thing, at least we have some new stuff. What'cha get?

[toybombs]

Oh... umm, it's a photo, but...

[She shows it to Ellie with a look of confusion. True, the older guys have distinctly grandfatherly looks, but it's a pretty odd age group for a girl like her to be around. And they certainly couldn't be related, either; these guys are definitely westerners judging by the look of them, whereas she's pretty clearly Japanese.]

[elliexir]

[ She peers over to take a look. Hmmm. ]

Huh, who are all these people?

[ She asks, forgetting that Rio, just like everyone else, doesn't have any memories before the warehouse... ]

[elliexir]

[ So, that mouse thing was super weird and creepy. She didn't really talk to it a lot, just grabbed what she got and it looks like she nabbed a book? She holds it open and approaches (unless you're Hisoka then she'll totally stay far away and you'll just probably see her reading/overhear her). ]

All right, it's been a little tense lately, so here: what did the duck say when he bought lipstick?

"Put it on my bill."

[ She lets out a small chuckle after. Hope you're prepared. HERE COMES THE PUNS ]

[1st_response_is_anger]

*Okay, that was stupid but it made Maria snort.* Nice one. What do you got there?

[elliexir]

[ She holds up her book to show Maria, while still maintaining her page. Yes, even the cover has terrible puns, it's great. ]

"No Pun Intended: Volume Too" by Will Livingston. This is what that mouse gave me and it's great. You seriously gotta hear some of the puns in this.

[ While the whole situation in here sucks and there's that whole dead body from a few days ago, this is a little something to lighten her up and SHE IS PUMPED ABOUT IT ]

[1st_response_is_anger]

A pun book? Maybe you're a budding comedienne. *Still, it was a chance for at least someone to be happy.* All right, lay some on me.

A NEW ARRIVAL

[vivariummods]

[ If characters haven't awaken from the mumbling of Calhoun, they soon will be from the loud screeching of metal against metal echoes throughout the warehouse, barely being audible in the Greenhouse. Just as it was four days ago, the sound signals that the elevators have reopened. Running out and examining them, the small key card readers by each door have changed its LED from red to green once again. Upon further investigation, inside the first elevator, closest to the doorway to the Greenhouse, will one single newcomer... ]

[ Welcome to the 【 Warehouse 】. ]

[ Upon waking up, you will quickly notice just how dark it is. Asides from the single light dim light inside the elevators (named 'AMBIDEX ROOM' and a panel of florescent lights on the ceilings above the elevators, there are no other sources of artificial illumination in the lobby. Luckily, it appears that someone (Calhoun, most likely) has re-lit the small fire pits throughout to provide a greater sense of visibility, but just by a slight margin. With this, however, it'd somewhat easier to see that it's strangely empty for a warehouse. Aside from the elevators you've come out of, there's nothing else here. In fact, the longer you look around, the stranger everything looks. ]

[ Every window has been bolted shut, with no way of removing the steel coverings. Along the walls are numerous amounts of surveillance cameras, watching every bit of movement and listening to the sounds of everyone and everything. Every door is locked up tight, with no clear way of opening them, and there's one giant door with a 9 painted on it. To make matters weirder, you will find yourself with various scrapes, bruises, and dried blood. On top of that, you will all find a bracelet wrapped around your left wrist. It looks a lot like a digital watch, but you might suspect that 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 to undo. ]

[ Finally, the cherry on top of all this? You will recall nothing. ]

[ You may find objects that may resonate with you, that feel familiar in your 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 you're here? Where you even are? It'd all be one giant blur and trying to force a memory only leads to a headache. The whole situation reeks dangerous and suspicious, but there seems to be a lot of people here, so go introduce yourselves? ]

[ As for the "old-timers", come meet your new fellow test subject. They're probably not dangerous... Probably. ]

Re: A NEW ARRIVAL

[babel_hacker]

[Ugh, he feels tired and sore. And his head? Wow, what a headache. After he gets up, he can dimly see the bruises on his arms. He can't see them, but as he walks away from the elevator, he can feel some dulled out pain here and there on his body. It feels like someone clobbered him all over. Not only that, but the weight on his left wrist draws his attention next. A strange watch (is it?), not the one he usually wears. After trying to fiddle with it and getting it off (he failed), he moves his hand away from it. Okay, he can't do anything about that. What else can he do...?

Atsuro looks around as he quickly try to make sense of this situation.

Nothing about this make any sense to him. And to top it off, he...doesn't remember what happened? What?

To anyone that comes in, they would see a Japanese teenage boy, who looks to be about in the late teenage years. He's looking around with wary and scared eyes. If they get closer, they could see a cut with some already dried up blood coming from it on his cheek. He didn't notice the cut, yet.]

hello ;)

[elliexir]

[ WELL THIS IS NEW... The thought of someone new arriving in this place hasn't even crossed Ellie's mind. She thought that maybe it'd be just them and that's it. The idea of more people being tossed in here is... unsettling. However, he doesn't seem super bad (unlike Hisoka...) and well, he seems just as nervous as everyone else who woke up here, so she'll approach and try not to see as unsure about the whole thing. ]

Oh boy, uh, all right, this is a thing. Okay... So! I guess you're wondering where you are and what happened and all that, right?

[ That's totally the way to greet new people... ]

hey baby

[babel_hacker]

[He quickly looks over when he noticed someone is approaching him. Atsuro barely looks her over when she started talking and he blinks.]

What? [Oh yeah, she asked a thing.] Uh... yeah. I have no idea what's going on. Do you know?

[So he wake up in a strange warehouse and there's this girl who came to him, asking if he doesn't know what's up. Right now, Atsuro really wants information first before he can start worrying about other things. Or anything to calm down his worries, before he starts overthinking things.]

[1st_response_is_anger]

Hey, kid, you okay? *A woman in her late 20s wearing shorts, a black shirt and bright jacket approached.* Did anyone else come with you?

[babel_hacker]

[Hearing a woman's voice snaps him out of his thoughts. In this strange, silent warehouse, hearing another person's voice seems to ring louder than normal to him.]

What...? Uh, yeah, I'm okay. [Her next question, though...] And no, no one came with me. Why?

[fushuuu]

[well the lady welcome wagon has already arrived so hopefully it'll make the grumpy-looking scowling teen in a team jacket and a bandanna go down a little easier. He is carrying a tennis racquet for no discernible reason, and narrows his eyes even further at the new arrival.]

Who the hell're you?

[babel_hacker]

[The ladies did tell him and prepare him, somewhat. So Atsuro quickly looks over and see a guy.

And he's not a clown, but he's holding a tennis racquet? He blinks and stares at him.]

Me? I should ask you that first. [This situation isn't friendly for first meetings.] I'm Atsuro. Who are you?