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vivarium2014-08-04 02:33 pm
vivariummods) wrote in vivarium2014-08-04 02:33 pm
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welcome our new test subjects and say goodbye to old ones...
 【 day 10 】 To all the newcomers, welcome to the 【 Warehouse 】. Once you escape your elevator, you will find yourselves here. 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. The only source of illumination comes from the florescent lights above. 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. It's a rather strange place, and there seems to be a lot of people here, so go introduce yourselves? As for the "old timers", they will find that their bracelets will not display any colour or status (SOLO or PAIR). The BP will be a simple grey colour, and there will be nothing underneath it. Wonder what they means. Before anyone can ask Calhoun, he will be screeching in your ear about something else, asking everyone to gather in the warehouse. Standing on a table (in an attempt to be at the same height as a few of you), he says that there's a special surprise for everyone. So, gather around, test subjects, and listen closely because he's not going to say it again. 【 day 11 】 Everyone might wake up today to the loud sound of... sirens? What on Earth can make a sound like that? Well, if they get up and look, they'll see Calhoun with... one of these, and him attempting to put Kotetsu on the stretcher. Due to being a 3'2" sized mouse, he's clearly struggling but he's at least determined to put him on it. |
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Except Aoi approaches slowly with a warm, worried smile, trying to seem friendly. Shr shrugs off her sweatshirt and holds it out in front of her.]
Hey, do you wanna borrow this? It, uh, doesn't smell so great, but it's cozy! [Baths and washing up are gonna wait until after making sure the new kids aren't in a complete state of panic so nah, still smelly.]
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Only, at this precise moment, not moving from his corner and risking stumbling onto another death trap sounds even better. So, he doesn't reach for that sweater, simply twitching his head "no" and continuing to rub at his sleeves.]
N-no, I'll...go wring these out or something. [Later. Once he starts breathing normally again, maybe. For now, questions:]
Are you being kept here, too? How many of us are there?
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His questions get a frown and a nod.] With you and the other girl... [Wait, she has to think about that one—she counts on her fingers, mouthing the others' names as she goes through them.] Eleven? Yeah, eleven altogether.
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[It doesn't look like he's going to reconsider about the sweater. He will, though, at least untense enough to start unzipping his jacket, letting the drenched sportswear drop down to the ground. Easier to warm up his skin if he's not just rubbing more water all over himself.
Aoi's answer distracts him from stripping, however. Eleven? That sounds like kind of a lot of captives.]
U-uhm. Are all of those eleven, still -- you know -- around? [And moving?]
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