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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[thanatosincarnate]

{ He clicks his tongue, golden irises narrowing at the sound of that announcement.

Yet, he can not mistake the sight of the way Minako's countenance shifts -- to ashen. }

... It was only a matter of time some bastard would act.

{ He moves -- to the doors. He only stops for a moment, intending not to do so for long. }

Let's go.

[allout]

[ despite her shock, she blinks hard and swallows down anything resembling panic. now isn't the time to do that - right now, they need to find out who the victim was.

she nods to arumat, catching up to him at the doors. ]

Right.