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cradleproject2016-08-05 04:50 am
WEEK 9 - INVESTIGATION
| the pygmalion. . . ONLINE ![]() CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (9) |
friday (?) survivors ![]() Friday comes, and with it, another alarm. At 2:30am, a rather mellow song starts up. You might be able to avoid it, up until the mid-way point, where the noise suddenly sets in, as the performer promises at the beginning. Tentatively, you leave your safe haven. taken list profiles setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_ |



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Arbok! You stay with Todomatsu.
[And, as soon as Jason and Clover are close to the elevator, well. There's really only one way to do this.
She shoves both of them in.]
This is no time to be asking that! Alice! We're going down!
[And in they go???]
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Which do they pick?]
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[He's frowning at the trail of blood, already bracing himself for the worst. He makes sure Clover and Jessie are behind him before he gestures towards the Zero Gravity Room.]
We might as well make sure nobody stuck a corpse to the ceiling.
[It's said like a joke, but... Onwards?]
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This wouldn't be that bad if it wasn't for all the dismembered limbs, chunks of torso, entrails and blood also floating and pinwheeling around near the top the room. Have fun!]
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Jason, what do you think you're doing?!
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Up, up, up he goes — until he's floating towards the ceiling and joining all the limbs and guts hanging out up there.]
Aw, fuck.
[How eloquent. He's just going to try to find the head while he's up here, or maybe some sort of identifying mark listed on the profile cards. Guess getting covered in gore is his destiny now.]
Could someone turn the gravity back on? Preferably without, y'know, letting me plummet to the ground face-first.
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Holy shit. [And then, calling up to Jason:] Um—lemme know when you're ready to land ass-first instead? [Clover just lower the gravity gradually it's not hard???] Eeewww, it's all gonna fall with hiiimmm...
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The second thing he'll notice will literally bump straight into his face as they both float around up there. Oh. It's a head with green hair.
Machias Regnitz is dead.]
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[But alright. Since she's an action girl, she's going to try and push off from the door now. Is there anything along the floor or walls that she can use to pull herself to the panel in the middle of the room? If not, she's going to have to get to a wall and...kick towards, it right? tl;dr does Jessie make it to the panel.]
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[It's 2AM and he's holding Machias's disembodied head in his hands. Please excuse him for being a little bit cranky.
He's grimacing, though, carefully inspecting the head before he moves on to take a closer look at the scorchmark. Besides the dented ceiling panels, is there anything else of note? Perhaps any remains of whatever caused the explosion, near the panels or just floating around the room with the rest of Machias's body? Assuming Jessie doesn't make it to the panel too soon, he'll also check the whatever he can see at this altitude as whatever other limb he can reach.
Might as well check if there's anything embedded in there, even though he's feeling a teeny bit sick. Inspecting the corpse of someone he actually knew is awful. Ugh.]
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[GO JESSIE GO clover's just gonna...wait here. with her laser scythe. she's guarding the door?? and clinging to the doorframe when she peers around it. It's kind of hard to tell what's going on from here.]
Who is it?!
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There's bits of shrapnel embedded in the ceiling, reminiscent of what you'd get with an explosive. There's also a few pieces of shrapnel floating around with the body parts. Finally, towards the center of the crater, there appears to be a shred of something small stuck to the ceiling that doesn't resemble shrapnel at all.
While Clover's waiting, she'll notice that the blood trail continues into the zero-G room along the floor, ending at the machine by the console.]
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What do we have here? Does anyone recognize this scarf?
[She'll probably say that before she finds out who the victim is because that's upsetting. While she's here, it's time to investigate! Let's take a look at the scarf and the control panel. Any clues over here?]
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It's Machias. Seems like someone cashed in on that proximity mine.
[It's the first explosive that comes to mind, unless someone created something on their own while here.
Regardless, he's moving closer to the center of the crater, squinting at whatever is stuck to the ceiling. He'll try to remove it if it's possible, but if not, then he'll at least attempt to identify it while he's up here.]
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That's—that's Machias's. [She's gone pale even before Jason confirms it, covering her mouth with her hand.] That's Machias's, Arumat gave it to him... Why...
[STOP KILLING HER FRIENDS SHE'S GONNA CRY???????
nope sorry you guys can keep floating around with her friend's body parts she's just gonna stand here being sad and useless, even if she's totally seen grodier corpses (never forget ventgate), Machias was her friend, she needs a minute for this to process. please keep the head OVER THERE FOR NOW]
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Jason will peel off what appears to be a shredded scrap of tape. He's also going to get hit in the back of the head with a shotgun while he's up there.]
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[Jessie works on untying the scarf next since it's evidence and they'll need to bring it to the robots at some point.]
Hold on, I'm going to bring you down!
[And she looks at the gravity dial, scarf under her arm, and...
...looks straight up.
She looks at the dial.
She looks straight up.
She looks over to Clover and kicks off the console and back to the door, Clover you better extend that stick or she's grabbing onto her.]
I changed my mind! I'm not doing it! Someone else can take a Machias shower!
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After that, he's examining the tape and the spot it was stuck to. Any sign or hint of what it was being used for? Not that he's hoping for much, since there was an explosion here and all.
That said—]
Are you kidding me?! [WHIRLING AROUND SO FAST TO LOOK DOWN AT JESSIE, THAT HE JUST KIND OF... SPINS AROUND IN ZERO G. MAYBE CAREENS TOWARDS THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM. THANKS.] Jessie, you goddamn coward! Get back to that console and let me down right now!
[IT'S JUST A LITTLE CORPSE JUICE, GODDAMN IT.]
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And she looks at Jessie, looks at Jason floating around like a champ, looks at Machias's corpse bits, looks at the scarf, wipes her eyes—]
I'll be right back!
[And FUCKING RUNS AWAY
BYE??? BYE
happy 2am judar enjoy the frantic knocking at your door]
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He'll recognize the shotgun as belonging to Machias. It's bloody, but that's probably not a surprise given that it's been floating around a room full of blood and body parts. Since it looks like he'll be up here for a while, if he checks the gun up close he'll find that it's unloaded but smells a little like smoke.]
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She can't, he's too high up, so she opens the door again but doesn't dare step inside the gravity zone.]
I thought you might get thirsty while you're up there and my hair is down here keeping as clean as possible~! You're welcome, Jason~!
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[THERE IS SO MUCH VITRIOL IN HIS TONE. SO MUCH. At this point he's resigned himself to crossing his arms and legs, letting his body pinwheel around the center of the room along with Machias's blown apart corpse. The bottles do make it up to where he's floating, though, and he stares at them.
Stares some more.
Reaches for one of the beers.
Opens it.
Watches all the liquid float away. It gently hits Machias's disembodied head, some of it probably making its way up his nostrils and whatnot. It's a very lovely sight.]
... Shit.
[NOBODY SAW THAT, RIGHT?????]
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Eventually Judar manages to slam the door open snarling angrily, hair down and dressed in a simple Chinese robe, and also holding a literal ball of lightning in his hand just in case this is some kind of stupid murder plan.]
What?!
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...and he starts laughing. Sorry for your misery Jason Todd.]
You know, if you wanted to hide your alcohol there're better places to do it. [...oh but that is a lot of guts floating around too. Gross.]
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