mood in my tomb red moon heavy [OPEN & CLOSED]

[teethoftherisk]

Who: Siffleur, Daisy, Jack Bioshock and you
What: Catch-all
Where: Quarters, Tommy Bahamas and Mikabo sushi bar
When: Early November
Warnings: Violence, gore, cannibalism, suicidal ideation, aggressive flirtations & sex



1. Home Sweet Home (cabin - closed to Daisy)

Siffleur goes back to the cabin maybe twice a week at most. It’s where the shower is, which is something he has gotten used to and enjoys. He can keep himself clean, but hot water works out the knots nicely.

Someone else moved in last week. Their scent is less than human, heavy and musky, and it’s taken a great deal of restraint from him not to ruin their things. But this isn’t his place - his place is in the Tommy Bahamas and he’s content to stay there most of the time. So far, he’s been lucky enough to enter the room when the other person isn’t in.

Today, he’s not so lucky, and as he opens the door, he’s hit with an even stronger version of her smell. He grunts to himself and steps inside, closing the door behind him as he finally gets a look at his roommate.

Siffleur pauses and tips his head to the side as he gets a good look at her human shaped form. “Hmm. Shapechanger, werewolf, something else?”



2. Life Is One Long Weekend! (Tommy Bahamas - open)

Outside the Tommy Bahamas is a large posterboard and a sign-up sheet with a pen on a string, and a selection of brightly coloured armbands made from various items within the Tommy Bahamas. Block letters in thick sharpie offer an explanation:

TIKTOK CHALLENGE: SURVIVE 1 HOUR IN TOMMY BAHAMAS
MUST WRITE DOWN NAME AND TIME STARTED AND WEAR ARMBAND TO PARTICIPATE
WINNER GETS TO PET A COUGAR
LOSERS AGREE TO BE EATEN

There’s no sign of Siffleur. He’s somewhere inside, waiting.

((additional rules here))


3. Tommy Bahamas Is for Lovers (Tommy Bahamas - closed to Jack)

Somewhere, over one of the various repeating men’s sections, Siffleur is bedded down in a selection of various throws. It’s comfortable and enclosed up at the top of the shelves, and he’s about to settle into a lull when a somewhat familiar scent comes to him.

It’s the man from the aftermath of the Halloween party. He raises his head, feeling a thrum of excitement. Siffleur slinks out of his hiding spot and makes his way along the tops of the shelves and racks, until he comes across the man.

Siffleur sits and waits, watching him and deciding his best point of attack.


4. greedy little kitty (Mikabo sushi bar - Open)

A regular at the sushi restaurant, Siffleur can be found sitting on a stool at the counter with a scattering of plates in front of him and around him on the floor. As always, he sits in his cougar form, content to paw selections off the belt and lap them up before discarding the plate.

Other entering passengers may get looked at, but not for long. After all, there’s always more sushi to eat. And perhaps most infuriatingly, he’s set up at the first position, so he always gets his first pick of the best sushi. If there’s a piece you want, you might have to speak up first.


5. Wildcard

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[teethoftherisk]

"Not yet. I'm certain someone will." And he slides down to the ground, taking a seat near the man. "There are no pets here. Humans need to touch animals, or they become depressed. This will be tempting to them, and to the young and daring."

Siffleur tips his head to the side as he watches the human make himself some bandages. He's seen people lose fingers before, but usually when they owed someone money and hadn't paid it back. Money didn't seem to be a factor here. "Why is another passenger threatening you and cutting your extremities off?"

[theweakhavepurpose]

"Humans need to touch anything alive or they go crazy. It's a uh.. torture technique - keeping people away from other people." He says this pretty matter of factly as he ties a second scarf over his hand to hold it in place. "You know a couple of 'em here have like... magic powers. Which is kinda unfair if they start shooting lightning at you. Though I guess that might make them tastier when you eat them, reward for a good fight."

Yeah that's a totally normal thing to think.

"Seniority squabble between the guy I call Captain, and the guy he calls Captain." A snort, flexing his hand and wincing. "Not gonna work the way he thinks it will."

If anything it's made him more loyal to Izzy and less to Blackbeard.

[teethoftherisk]

"Yes. I have decided that it may be unfair this time, but that is fine. It is better to be unfair in their favour rather than mine, or people would not try the challenge at all. The more who survive, the more tempting it will be for others to attempt their luck, at which point I can change the rules to be more strict." And it will be easier to be strict later than to be strict from the start. After all, Siffleur wants people to return, not to all be killed and eaten at once, and then to never indulge him again.

Siffleur considers the reasons for the fight and nods. "I understand. Humans care deeply about hierarchies. They always find a way to enforce them. If death mattered here, I would tell you to lure the captain you do not like into this place, and I would devour them. But that is not a real solution when it lasts only a single day. I hope you and your preferred captain are able to put this other one in their proper place."

[theweakhavepurpose]

"True. If you wanna eat as many as you can you can't scare 'em all off." A pause while he thinks about that. "How many people can a cougar eat in a day anyway?"

That seems like something he probably should know being from a place with a ton of cougars, but the didn't routinely eat people so he's not really sure. Also he's assuming part of this challenge is just for the fun of it. He can respect someone who just enjoys the hunt, especially when they're making that clear from the start.

"Man I wish. Appreciated though. I probably should have shot him when I had the chance but like... I dunno. I'm sorta freaked that if I killed him he might come back possessed. Don't wanna chance it."

[teethoftherisk]

"If we were in the wild, one would feed me for nearly a week. But they take the bodies away here." And as Siffleur had discovered from watching, bodies were always found no matter where they fell, or where they were hidden. He would still attempt to stash one if he could, but he had accepted that he would get a single meal and no more. "For now, I hope to hunt once a week to satisfy the itch, and I will fill my stomach with sushi and the buffet otherwise."

Siffleur pauses and tips his head to the side. "Possessed? By a demon, or some other thing?" He has yet to see demons here, but there are enough other things that he would be a fool to think that they alone were impossible or off-limits. Anything seems possible here, except escape.

[theweakhavepurpose]

"If I still ate meat that sushi place would be prime real estate; I'd practically live there. Sushi is fucking expensive for being rice and raw fish. But it's cool, the buffet and dining room are still so much better food than I had back in Montana. Not that I'm uh... gonna be hungry for a while." He looks down at his missing finger, frowning. Probably going to be a few days before he's back to drowning his sorrows in endless mashed potatoes.

"By the previous passengers. I don't really get it, but we're like batteries for the Captain right? And when we eventually run out of juice we get turned into the ghosts that man the bar and make the beds and shit. Last month a bunch of them somehow crawled out of the walls and into people, took 'em over. Shit was fucking horrific. Had to kill 'em to get them out, which I guess means those people died twice. Fucking blows."

[teethoftherisk]

Siffleur tips his head to the side. Everything he's told is very confusing, but after thinking about it, he begins to make sense of it. And, suddenly, what had been a very strange Halloween party makes even more sense.

"Oh. I had wondered why everyone was killing each other at the Halloween party, but was quiet and guilty the next day. It was very strange." If you were going to kill, shouldn't you have a good time at it? But he understands now. Possessions then, but ghosts instead of demons. "I understand now. I would be reluctant to die if I thought that might happen."

This does also explain another reason why people may be reluctant to participate. "I may have launched my game at an inopportune time." He muses to himself. "Perhaps there will be more players once people feel sure they will not be possessed by twice-dead ghosts."

[theweakhavepurpose]

"Yeah normally we're not all that murdery, or uh... well I guess some people are sometimes. But the blood in the hallways and the weird notes? That was all new. And weird. And for a while we were trying to get them out of our friends without killing them - also didn't even know if killing them would help or make it worse. It was some fucking shit man. But if you didn't know anyone who was possessed I guess it just looked like we all lost our minds huh?" He hadn't thought of that actually. If Sharky hadn't been possessed would he have really even reacted? He'd talked to Omori in Rich's body and that had been weird but ultimately fine. It was only because Sharky is his best friend that the month was utterly horrific.

"Someone still will, trust me man, I'm a cop. There are so many people with like zero self-preservation instinct. Like the crap I've fucking seen." He looks down at his hand as he says that, "Guess I can't talk either."

[teethoftherisk]

"It was a very strange sight, but I had just assumed everyone had realized that dying meant very little. But it has been much more pleasant since the ship began working again. I had missed the sushi." It isn't a hunt exactly, but there is something very satisfying about the little plates of fish rotating around. Siffleur will have to ask more questions later about the possessions, possibly once people seem less frighten and nervous to talk about it.

He does huff out a laugh at the cop talking about self-preservation when his hand has been mutilated. "Perhaps not, but it does not make your observation less true. You are right, people will come. Perhaps not many at first, but in time. You are always welcome to return and try your own luck whenever you wish. Weapons are allowed."

[theweakhavepurpose]

"Feels different when it's happening to me," He manages a grin at that. "I just might, I could use a cougar petting sesh - or if I totally get caught I've never been eaten before so hey, win/win I guess, and we're all just meat."

If Pratt was still hallucinating, Jacob would probably pop up right around now to shake his head and insist that isn't what he meant by 'we're all meat' - but he isn't there and Pratt just thinks that's all pretty funny. Maybe more so because he's lightheaded from bloodloss.

"Good luck in the hunt man. I'm gonna go, do some stitches on this before it gets any gnarlier."

[teethoftherisk]

Siffleur chuckles. He likes this one. It's nice when a human understands that there is no difference between them, and no difference between them and those they serve on a plate. "Yes, we are all just meat. It is a deal then. I look forward to seeing you take the challenge one day."

A thought occurs to him just as he and Pratt are about to part ways, and he tosses out the idea to him. "Your Captain's Captain - you might not be able to kill him. But if ever you grow angry enough to see him punished, you could trick him into coming here. Just something to hold onto, the next time he decides to take a part of your body."

With that delivered, Siffleur jumps back up into the display he came from.