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.

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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]

"It would help if I had other prey to hunt." He turns to glance off into the distance, somewhere in the direction of the cloth monster that roams this place with him. "But the only other thing here is not flesh and blood, and though I have attacked it now and then, I find no satisfaction in tearing at a pile of discarded sentient shirts. So I must find other solutions for now, until we are given something better, or until our time here ends in one way or another."

[crushed_pearls]

"Yeah, I feel you." Erin tosses a nickel into the depths of the store. "We woulda killed for a training ground like this back at home. Relatively safe, but with a lot of useful attributes. Move the racks and you can make an obstacle course, or simulate a maze, even build an artificial forest of sorts. To have somewhere safe where our recruits could practice stealth, patience, hunting...be a godsend."

A beat.

"...You know, if you're looking for challenges...you could create some."

[teethoftherisk]

Siffleur chuckles a little and gestures to Erin. "I did. You responded. But I see what you mean. I could add other kinds of challenges here. Less lethal ones, for those who aren't willing to risk their lives. Training courses."

He thinks for a moment. "... where I come from, escape rooms are very popular. You lock people in a room, give them puzzles to solve. It isn't my kind of challenge, but it might appeal to others."

[crushed_pearls]

"Oh that sounds AMAZING," Erin says with enthusiasm, sitting up straight, bright with interest. "Obviously you'd have to like lay out the terms and definitely make sure people know you'll let them out - an assistant they can trust...Ylva maybe, or someone like Dimitri with a sterling reputation, but that'd be super cool!"

[teethoftherisk]

He can't help but laugh at the idea of Ylva helping him, giddy little he-he-he's that go up and down and then end in a sigh. But he smiles anyway and nods. "I would need someone to make puzzles. But I can talk about the ones I have heard of, and I can help build it... and I can make people leave if they fail to solve it in time." Or punish them, if that's what they end up doing.

Siffleur glances around. "Things do not seem to be changed often in here. It would be easy to build it, and it probably would not be touched or changed in the night. Except by the clothing monsters."

[crushed_pearls]

Erin nods thoughtfully. "You might also ask Ms. Friday where you could find supplies or even if some could be provided. Guest services are her job and uh...seemingly her passion. Worst she can tell you is no, yeah?"

[teethoftherisk]

"Yes, I will ask her. I enjoy speaking with Gal Friday. She's wonderful." He smiles at Erin. "I need to find a Go-Pro so I can wear it next time we leave the ship, so I can film it for her. She said she likes to see photos of it that other people bring her."

[crushed_pearls]

Erin taps her chin. Some manner of Intense Calculation is going on behind that expression, but at least it's probably not bad? She's smiling a bit, turning the idea over in her head, checking it for flaws before she opens her mouth.

She decides it's a good one.

"If a Go-Pro doesn't show up or can't be made, try approaching SecUnit. It's easy to spot; all those flying drones aboard are actually part of it. It might be willing to help. Its drones are no Go-Pro but they're its eyes and ears and it stores memories digitally. Worst it can do is tell you no, right?"

[teethoftherisk]

"Right." There truly is no real downside. At worst, a request or action of Siffleur's might make someone angry enough to cause them to seek him out and kill him repeatedly, but that would be a very extreme reaction for a request for assistance in making Gal Friday happy. As Erin said, it's far more likely that someone will simply say no. "I will keep an eye out for the drones. Does SecUnit look like a human, or does it look like a machine?"

[crushed_pearls]

"Usually it's in clothing that conceals its machine parts; its face is human, somewhat male in appearance, with dark hair. It prefers not to be looked at directly, which is why I brought up the drones. Approaching one to talk to it is a small but meaningful courtesy that will bring my friend comfort being approached by a stranger."

[teethoftherisk]

Siffleur nods. That will make it easy to narrow down. He also finds it interesting that SecUnit doesn't like direct eye contact. He wonders if it sees it the way that Siffleur does when coming from other animals: an aggressive challenge, the precursor to a fight. Thought if it is both machine and human, that may be part of it's human nature.

"Thank you Erin. I will keep an eye out for the drones, and approach those first. And I will send a text to Helena to arrange a meeting. And then... I will talk to Gal Friday about other challenges." It might be worth it making non-lethal options. Those might be enough to lure in more people willing to try his challenge, to be prey once they stop fearing temporary death.

[crushed_pearls]

"Sounds like a plan. And if you do hit it off with SecUnit, its skills as a security consultant may be useful in making your escape room. At the very least it consumes a lot of media and might have ideas for themed puzzles." Erin taps her knees and lets out a deep breath. "It's been a delight to meet you properly, Siffleur. I think I'm going to leave you to your peace. Like a fool I didn't figure watching someone else eat might make me hungry and now I want sushi of my own."

[teethoftherisk]

Siffleur chuckles and eats his last piece of sushi with a grin. "Then I hope you enjoy your own feast. Come back anytime you would like Erin. You are always welcome here, to fight, or to talk."