WEEK 1 - Investigation

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (1)

friday (?) survivors Friday careens around the corner soon enough, much like every day preceding it does. This morning, however, is greeted with a surprise — your datapad is making a strange noise. Perhaps it's buried under the duvet you're sleeping under, or at the far corner of the room, maybe you're the forgetful type and left it in the bathroom, or maybe, just maybe, you have it right next to your ear when a song blasts at full volume. Upon inspection, you'll find the accompanying video is playing as well. The song seems to loop, this time being overlain with a voice recanting the history of the band in a steady, robotic tone. Was it the AI? You probably didn't care, and, instead, decided to leave your room. Once you do, the song finally ends. You are free. You may feel rather manipulated right now, or you are just satiated to be away from the music. Either way, it's clear your day has only just begun. ENTER COMMAND_

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[missmaladroite]

[WHO COULD THIS BE]

[THESE TWO WOMEN WHO HAVE NEVER MET BEFORE IN THEIR LIVES.]

[She looks a little annoyed, but ignores the comment]

This isn't the time for jokes! What's happened in there?

[toprotecttheworld]

Callisto Coo was murdered, and the last thing we need is a twerpette trampling through the crime scene. So go on. Shoo.

[She pauses. The last thing she needs is for a child to see the crime scene, letting Machias see it was bad enough.]

You don't want to see it. It's...not pretty, alright? I'm doing you a favor, girlie.

[missmaladroite]

Callisto Who? [Doesn't ring a bell!]

[Wow, does Grown Ass Chloe actually seem concerned? Wow, color her surprised. In any case, Ladybug is obviously over 5000 years old, she's definitely not a kid!!]

Thank for your concern, madame. But whether or not it's pretty, I have to find out what happened and protect the people here. Please let me through.

[toprotecttheworld]

Callisto Yule! You could at least remember the names of everyone here!

[But as for whether Jessie recognizes her or not, well, we'll keep that vague.]

Absolutely not. This is no place for children anymore!

[missmaladroite]

I'm pretty sure that isn't her name. [It's Callisto Yoke? Or something]

I'm not a child, madame, I'm a superhero, and I'd like to do my job.

[Last warning!! Or she's going to find a way past you!!]

[toprotecttheworld]

It's definitely her name!

[Definitely maybe.]

If you're a superhero, then your job should have been to stop this from happening in the first place! Go away, twerpette, I won't ask nicely next time!

[missmaladroite]

[A BIT OF A WINCE, but]

Yes, I know. That's why I need to do everything I can now. Let me though. [or she's sicing her cat boy on Jessie] I won't ask again, either.

[breakshot]

Jessie.

[ That sure is Machias from inside, having overheard the conversation. He's looking over at this v. v. mysterious person (???) and-- What in Aidios's name are you wearing, girl? Crossing those arms with a disbelieving look. Ugh, this really isn't the time to be picking apart people's sense of fashion. ]

... You can look around on two conditions and a warning: one, don't disturb anything in here. Second, you understand that someone's been killed in here. This isn't a game and this is no time to be messing around either.

[toprotecttheworld]

What, Machias?! There's nothing in there someone this small needs to see.

[She crosses her arms, but, you know what, robots are stealing the body so maybe she doesn't have to stick around after all.]

You can babysit her. I'm done being the bodyguard. I need to shower and change.

[Good riddance, twerps, she did her job. Off goes Jessie, maybe the kids can watch the robots run off with Callisto.]

[missmaladroite]

[SHE'S NOT SMALL SHE'S AN ADULT!!!]

[Regardless, Ladybug is the serious one, okay. She's not even making shitty puns, you can trust her.]

I don't need to be babysat. And I don't plan on disturbing anything.

[on a sidenote, to Jessie, as she's going--]

Make sure someone goes with you. Be careful.

[but then she'll be going in to look at dead bodies!! Or where dead bodies used to be, more accurately]

[breakshot]

Look. I understand that, but we're still waiting for Elizabeth to-- Wait, Jessie, don't just run off like that, we need at least two people in here keeping wat--! [ Aaaand she's gone. (?) Dammit, and for once, he might have been thankful for the help! He turns to "Ladybug", letting loose a frustrated groan. ]

Ugh. I don't believe this. ... Anyway, as I said: I won't stop you. As long as you keep what I said in mind, you can have a look around. [ But he's going nowhere, girl. Like hell he's going to leave someone alone in here. ] I'll try to answer any questions you have about what we saw.

[missmaladroite]

[There goes Jessie... oh well.]

[Anyway, she's making her way in. She doesn't seem to mind that he's hanging around like a nerd]

Can you tell me what exactly happened, and everything you saw?