Kieren Walker (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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jumpscares2015-07-25 12:59 am
zombae) wrote in jumpscares2015-07-25 12:59 am
(OPEN) DAY 5 | IT'S THE FINAL COUNTDOWN
▶ WHO: OPEN
▶ WHERE: LABS + VARIOUS
▶ DATE: Day 5 (and backdated further if necessary)
▶ WARNINGS: Death discussions.
▶ SUMMARY: Kieren found 7 day's worth of neurotriptyline when he arrived. When it runs out, he turns into one of the things from outside the compound. It's now day 5.
(Anyone who has made plans to talk to Kier can also do so here)
[posted on the message board]
[Kieren spends his morning in the labs, hunched over with his legs pulled up and crossed over a desk. He's tried some concealer to cover the bleak paleness of his skin, but it's designed for people whose pores breathe, whose skin absorbs and regenerates. People who are warm. On him it looks streaky and strange, and nothing hides the whiteness of his irises or his pupils shrunken to stars in their center.
He brought a sample of neurotriptyline in a few days ago. There might have been progress in reverse engineering it, but there's no substitute yet - how could there be? It took months in his own world.
Still, he waits to see if he can answer any questions, or be of any help. He's only got a couple of days left to try.
Part of him wonders if he shouldn't go now and leave the last two doses for testing purposes.
The other part's trying to figure out how to say goodbye to his little sister. He owes her that much, this time.
Periodically he goes out to check the message board for responses to his post-it, and he'll go to meet anyone who responds. other than that, at around 5pm he's looking for someone to administer the day's dose.]
▶ WHERE: LABS + VARIOUS
▶ DATE: Day 5 (and backdated further if necessary)
▶ WARNINGS: Death discussions.
▶ SUMMARY: Kieren found 7 day's worth of neurotriptyline when he arrived. When it runs out, he turns into one of the things from outside the compound. It's now day 5.
(Anyone who has made plans to talk to Kier can also do so here)
[Kieren spends his morning in the labs, hunched over with his legs pulled up and crossed over a desk. He's tried some concealer to cover the bleak paleness of his skin, but it's designed for people whose pores breathe, whose skin absorbs and regenerates. People who are warm. On him it looks streaky and strange, and nothing hides the whiteness of his irises or his pupils shrunken to stars in their center.
He brought a sample of neurotriptyline in a few days ago. There might have been progress in reverse engineering it, but there's no substitute yet - how could there be? It took months in his own world.
Still, he waits to see if he can answer any questions, or be of any help. He's only got a couple of days left to try.
Part of him wonders if he shouldn't go now and leave the last two doses for testing purposes.
The other part's trying to figure out how to say goodbye to his little sister. He owes her that much, this time.
Periodically he goes out to check the message board for responses to his post-it, and he'll go to meet anyone who responds. other than that, at around 5pm he's looking for someone to administer the day's dose.]
![administer the day's dose.]](http://41.media.tumblr.com/c667d64578b464cd3451e12e1a63d7d5/tumblr_ni8kvgSwKk1sqh4bpo5_500.png){kind=link}