OK, first of all How can you say you wish it was winter?
It's Christmas! How much more winter does it get?

Second, I'm very interested in the reports of these green tubes.
Can anyone who has one, compare the greem ampules to these tubes?
Is it the same kind of green?
Perhaps the ampules are filled by milking these things....

OOC: In-game it isn't winter. ;)

I scrub, twinkling water falling from the speckled tap.
Somebody wants to kill the thing in the cage. Poor crazy. That is definitely designated as evidence, can't he see that?
Some fool tells me to eat them damn glowing pips. Poor Crazy. Doesn't he know that's how you end up as bait for the flying fish?
Carry on scrubbing, don't make eye contact.

Now that my beloved whistle chain is sparkly clean again and the last of the fishy goo is swirling down the drain with clear water, I begin to feel rather festive. Though wintertide is months away I skip round the sink belting out "Joyful all ye Nations rise, join the triumph of the skies!
Feliz Navidad One and All! God save you!"
I try to listen to Tanner's findings, but the rompom-piddle-tumtumtum of the christmas bells distracts my thoughts.

“Damn if you all find this abomination of nature valuable keep it I’m going to get some fresh air” shaking my head I walk out to the door to see how the examination is going on the dead creature. Find a good place to rest you watch the taxidermist examining the remains.

You see him studying the sacks that appear to contain poison and come to the conclusion it might be a good idea to search the area for some type of poison cure.

Worrying about the risk of poisoning now that the creature's possible toxic nature is known, you look around the patio half expecting a needle of every-cure to appear out of thin air somewhere nearby. Sadly it doesn't. You DO note that the stone book in the hand of the founder's statue seems slightly askew though.

Getting up, you walk over to it and adjust it a bit so your OCD can be at ease and as you do it hits against the edge of the statue's hand, making a hollow sound.

"Hmm, maybe there's something inside it?" you wonder, as you try picking the book up. You are about to see if it opens somehow when Tanner starts muttering to himself a bit loudly as he works, causing you to drop the stone book to the floor......as it does it cracks open, revealing it hid a LARGE ORNAMENTAL IRON KEY. Pocketing the item you decide to figure out what it goes to AFTER searching the statue thoroughly.

Knocking on the limbs and chest of the statue produces no similar sounds, and there appears to be no secret buttons or levers to be found at all. You then search the base, and find that the PLATE(bearing the inscription) IS LOOSE, and that one can slide it to the side a bit. You do so, and discover something odd.....a KEYHOLE.

"Hmm.....I wonder if this key fits?" you say to yourself oh so quietly, not knowing whether you should trust this new find to anyone else yet or not. Heck, you don't even know if you should open it. What if more of them things are inside, waiting to gobble you up?

Looking around to see if any one is watch me, I decide to use the iron key in the hidden lock.

Slipping the old key into the lock you prepare to turn it while hoping at the same time that it doesn't trigger some sort of spike trap or something. Of course that could be partially from watching one too many Indiana Jones movies and the like on the Day Room television. As the key turns in the lock you hear a hushed grinding of gears as a panel slides open at the back of the statue's base. Approaching the opening you notice a wooden box inside a hidden compartment. It's sides are polished to a beautiful shine & brass fittings etched with fine scrollwork adorn the corners.

"Hmm, what have we ere'?" you wonder as you open it with anticipation. Inside, on what appears to be a velvet lining, is an Antique Pistol & a smaller case holding what appear to be 5 bullets. Picking up the gun you slip it into your pocket, checking first to see if it's loaded. It isn't. "Phew, don't wanna be shooting any holes in my leg." you think as you also pick up the bullets, looking them over. At first they appear normal, but each seems to have a small reservoir on the top filled with what appears to be a silvery metallic substance.

"Silver maybe? No wait, silver don't stay liquid at room temperatures like this.....maybe, hmm, maybe....it reminds me of the mercury in those old style thermometers from when I was a kid. But why would anyone make bullets with mercury tips?"

As you think about your find you slip the case back into the hidden compartment and close it with the key, making sure to slide the plaque back into place over the keyhole.

"Well at least now I have some extra protection in case those things start trying to eat at me tender bits." you mumble to yourself, as you contemplate what to do next.

OOCharacter: ah yeah did anybothy bother translating this latin? twice I read this and thought "too much effort. too much latin"

From the place where I am standing, trying to focus on mr Tanner's blathering, I can see the doorway to the patio from my peripherals. My gaze is caught by that old crazy, Al Bundy slipping a gun into his pocket.
Aw hell I'm suspicious now. I suddenly suffer a mild delusion that I am in some sort of murder-mystery style deduction game and decide to vote that Al Bundy should be taken to Scotland Yard and Hanged.

[i]OofC: I know! that's my vote for the day gone! exciting.

If I recall correctly, it's something like "Work your way to the stars".

OOC: For god's sake, there's an entire wikipedia article on the phrase!

I hear Coleman muttering to himself about hanging Al Bundy. "What have you got against Bundy?" I ask him puzzled and slightly suspicious.
"You've been acting really weird since all this started..."

Without waiting for a reply, I rush into the belongings room and furiously search the lockers (the ones I can get into anyway) for any useful items.

OOC: Rodzaju pretty much got the gist of it in his reply. :)

As for your vote it is counted. Votecount is as follows:

1 vote against Barnell/Bundy from JoeSapphire

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(By the way slight rule change......hope this isn't confusing: You now get one vote per game day, but can change it on every second day, and the final ousting/player "killing" will take place on every other(second) day instead of every single day.)

(Example: So you can vote on game day one, and on game day two you can keep that vote or change it to someone else.....and whoever has the most votes every other game "day" is ousted. Clear enough?)

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Deciding that being safe would be better than being sorry as you watch people start flinging calls for Bundy to be hanged, you wander back into the Belongings Room. Going over to the lockers you examine each in turn to see if any contain anything useful.

The first bank of lockers(those against the SW wall section) seem to be all labelled with the names of your roommates. Checking each you find nothing left in them anymore, except a few crumpled tissues and some dustbunnies.

The second bank of lockers(those against the NW wall section) are all unlocked an unlabelled as of yet. You surmise they must be for future arrivals, as when you search them they all come up empty.

The last bank of lockers(set against the western wall) seem to contain mostly useless junk......a vacuum cleaner and attachments fills one locker while another contains various light bulbs, cleaning fluids, and assorted rags/paper products.

"Dammit, is there nothing GOOD in this place worth taking?" you mutter as your eyes finally fall on the last locker. Marked simply "confiscated items" , it is locked with a heavy looking padlock. "Now we're getting somewhere." you think to yourself as you wonder how you're going to get it open.

“What, how dare you accuse me of anything Coleman” I proclaim “I been trying to work as a team this whole time”

Who asked for help unlocking the drawer where we found the odd glowing nodules? Oh that was me, who ask for help killing the large creature? Oh that was me and who was the one that had the fit of violent rage whipping a creature to death? Oh that was YOU!

Sire I vote for you Coleman.

I wasn’t even given a change to tell the others about my new found weapon. Hmm

I raise my nose and strut into the other room like the rice boys from some old 80tys movie.

Votecount now stands:

Coleman/JoeSapphire - 1 Barnell

Al Bundy/Barnell - 1 JoeSapphire

OOC: As I said above from now on anyone can vote and change their votes anytime during any two day period(Game day 1-2 is a two day period, and game day 3-4 is & so on), and "killings" will take place once every two game "days"(We are still on Day one currently) when the second game "day" ends and votes are tallied for the final time.

Also: I will possibly be killing off one player as they said they have to quit sadly, and this will be special exception to the rules and will happen at the end of this game "day" which will occur sometimes within the next few IRL days....just a heads up.

Feeling suddenly drained of passion and energy I wander away from the confrontation and find Tanner and his new find. In the spirit of commeradery I try and help him to further discovery by having a go at picking heavy looking padlock with small axe

You see Tanner having trouble opening a locker in the Belongings Room so you go over and attempt to lend him your axe. Modding, he motions toward the locker and asks what you can do about it.

"Well, I guess i'll take a WHACK at it." you say jokingly as you motion for him to stand back in case the shit hits the proverbial fan. Aiming carefully, you raise your axe high and let it down, knocking the lock near clean off. Another couple swings and it troubles you no longer.

Grabbing the handle of the door, you open the locker and find......a NOTE:

"Items moved to secure lockup on first floor."

"Well that's a load of bollocks." you whisper to Tanner, as you scan the inside of the locker in case the orderlies missed something. Your persistence pays off, as you notice that something has fallen beneath the locker.....you were only able to see it there through the ventilation holes in the bottom of the locker after opening it. Whatever it is, it is glinting and metallic.


Should you try moving the locker to get at the object?