WEEK 10

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (10)

monday - thursday (18) survivors Sunday's trial was only mere hours ago, but you find yourself faced with a new week on The Pygmalion. When you awaken, you will find the ship restored to its previous state, all areas interfered with during the murder looking mostly the same as they did before. Along with this, it appears there are new areas opened on the ship. It seems you have more exploring to do. The robot in the cafeteria has prepared another breakfast of various foods. (OOC: Please submit your murder proposals by 9 PM EST Tuesday.) taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook murder proposals ENTER COMMAND_

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[al2955]

[ There is silence for a long minute.

Then comes white noise. It's loud, ear piercing. After a minute or so of that, music plays. Alice speaks over it. ]

I see. Despite my logical deductions, I had thought.. I do not know. An error. Perhaps it was an error. Are you sure that she is dead? Can you confirm it with certainty? You could have made an oversight. You may not be aware, but there are times when a human's pulse will stop, but they remain yet alive.

[antietam]

[ Oh. Oh no. Is this the end? Does this music mean they're all dying? Bye friends. ]

Um. Well. She can't really have a pulse anymore. She's... been there for a while. No human can survive like that.

[toprotecttheworld]

Alice, she was poisoned. Arbok confirmed it, and it looks like she might have been the one to poison herself.

[She's not the only one thinking it, right? But Jessie's tone is stern to override Alice's apparent confusion.]

Not only that, but she's rotting, and Jason stepped all over her bones like a Rhydon. I'll take a picture with a tablet if I have to, but wake up. What happened? Why are you letting us up to this level?

[antagonize]

Ugh— Goddamn it, Jessie.

[Way to have tact???? Even Jason has more tact than her when dealing with bad news??? But, whatever. He's sighing now, preparing for the axe end. Time to face a yandere AI.]

It's as she says. All her skin is gone. No organs. Just... bones. She's dead. [A beat.] If this project really has our best interests in mind, then I believe it's within our best interests to know what happened here. What this whole floor is about. If you're capable of telling us anything at all, do it. We'll even say please and thank you.

[Well. Jessie won't. But 2/3 isn't bad.]

[al2955]

I was programmed to allow you here. But now I wonder the same, Jessie.

[ She quiets, as if she's hesitating, but then she replies to Jason's question. ]

This is a crucial area of the ship. The command center, to be precise. The top deck is comprised of rooms tied in with piloting the ship. No civilians were to be allowed here. But I trusted Sonya. I am sure there is a good reason. I am sure...

Did you truly break her bones, Jason? She needs those, in case you did not know. A bone is not a vestigial structure like an eye. [ She's still got time for shade. ] If she has truly been there for so long.. then I may have gaps within my memory. Unaccounted for time. I am sorry. I do not know what happened. How this happened.

[antietam]

[ Well, they're not dead. He's more questioning the AI's behavior at this point. ]

You don't remember when you last saw her?

[toprotecttheworld]

Don't swear at me, Jason. Alice can handle what we're telling her. She wouldn't want to be coddled.

[She crosses her arms. Is she telling the truth, or did she want to be mean to Alice? It will be a mystery. And now she has questions she wants to ask Alice on her own.]

Alice, I'd like to see the piloting room. Where is it?

[antagonize]

It was an accident. Not like I got up today hoping to desecrate a corpse. But, gee. Thanks for pointing that out. Never would have guessed.

[THANKS FOR THE SHADE, ALICE... Whatever. The AI is programmed to be sketchy. So he's not going to add any other question. If she answers, she answers. If not, there are other ways to dig up dirt.]