CALHOUN HOUR - WOULD YOU RATHER

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The morning of Day 6 starts off with a loud siren. Said siren keeps on going for five long seconds before a terribly scratchy voice comes on. "Uuuuuup and at 'em, test subjects! No sleeping in today, so all of you come on down to the lobby, unless you want to hear some more of siren_001.mp3!" True to Calhoun's word, that terrible alarm will continue to go off until everyone gathers in the newly lit lobby. With all the florescent lights now on and working, it's clearer to see just how dull this warehouse is. Everything is a boring metallic colour, there are plates covering up any windows, and every door remains shut tight (other than the one leading to the Greenhouse). The elevators have gone back to being closed off from entry, and standing tall and right in front of them is Calhoun. Two suspiciously clothed tables stand on either side of him, with objects clearly under those sheets. "Sssssssssssssso! I think it's about time we tried something new around here. I'd like to introduce you to something call 'Calhoun Hour'! I've done a few of these before, so I know how to run a real fun one!" He snickers into his paws for a suspiciously long time, then looks back up. "Today's is called 'Would You Rather'. Yeah, yeah, I know, boring title, but I'm a mouse, not some poetic title maker. Anyway, it's pretty simple. We play a few rounds where I give you two choices and you tell me which one you'd rather do. Here's the catch though: I'm pairing you all up, asides from this one comatose test subject, and you're going to give me your decision together as a pair. So, I'll get three votes in total. I'll tally them up and see which is the most popular choice. The teams who didn't choose that choice will now be forced to do it!" He puts up a paw and waves his entire arm back and forth, as if cutting the air. He stops for a few seconds though, mid-wave, then resumes right away. "No ifs, no buts, no ums, you gotta do it! Think I won't keep you all here until you get it done? Because I will, but don't think about trying to cheat the game by all agreeing to the same thing so there are no losing parties. I better see a losing party, all right?" Calhoun then lowers his arm then walks over to a table put his paws underneath the cloth (tippy-toeing to reach...) and pulls out a few sheets of paper. He walks around to hand them out, sometimes missing and just tossing the sheets into midair, but paying it no mind. "This will tell you who you're paired up with and your first round, so get to it! You got ten minutes to decide!"

Comments

[elliexir]

All right, I take it back, I'llchoose kissing and punching over sewage or spiders any day.

[babel_hacker]

Ugh, I agree.

[Again, gross. But after that sparkling demonstration, he knows they have to choose.]

I don't really want to choose between them. [If he have to pick one, then maybe... spiders? So they can dump sewage over each other if they lose?]

[elliexir]

Do you want to pick the opposite of what we want to do, then? Though that kind of backfired last time...

[ Kind of. They wanted to punch but their vote only result in everyone being forced to punch each other and who knows if the others actually really wanted to kiss over punching. ]

[babel_hacker]

It did. We can avoid another one if we know what the others pick.

Which means discussing with them.

...Which one do you want to vote for, first?

[elliexir]

Someone's still going to lose, though...

[ Which is what she doesn't like about the whole thing. She doesn't like the idea of voting and someone always losing... ]

But I guess... sewage? Since spiders don't sound as bad as ruining your only pair of clothes.

[babel_hacker]

Ugh... I want to avoid the spiders, but that mouse - Calhourn - said he won't give us spare clothes without anything in return.

[He shudders at the thought of having spiders on him.]

[elliexir]

Ugh, and that's like making a deal with the devil. Who knows what he'd want us to do.

[babel_hacker]

Right. That's why I didn't agree, since he sure didn't give us any reasons to believe in him.

[elliexir]

Unless he suddenly grows a heart the size of the moon, I don't think we should ever trust him. Just look at what he's making us do now.

[babel_hacker]

Yeah. It'd be hard to top all of this. Hopefully, we wouldn't be forced to take him up on his offer.

[elliexir]

Yeah, unless we're super desperate. I'm good with just washing my clothes and wearing them again after.

[babel_hacker]

[Hopefully, they would have enough water for that. A part of him do wonder how much water they can get...]

Uh huh, like... our clothes get too wrecked to wear or we need emergency aid.

[elliexir]

[ The last time she checked, that certainly wasn't enough to wash clothes... But at least enough to last them a while for drinking. ]

I've cut up my long sleeve to use as bandages, so at least we're covered for that. I think that Maria said something about knowing a ton of medical stuff too.

[ Ellie also lifts up her left hand to show that she already wrapped up one injury, showing that she did sacrifice her black long sleeve for this. ]

[babel_hacker]

[He looks down at her wrapped injury. He almost wants to ask how she got it, so he can be extra careful.]

...Yeah. In that case, we don't have to worry too much about first aid. That would leave... a lot of other stuff we might need.