WEEK 1 - Investigation

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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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[brooches]

[ Look, Elizabeth is VIP so she definitely is coming back. Anyone that may have heard her coming from room to room to announce where the body was can join her since her and Jessie are eventual BFFs.

Everyone may be concerned with the actual location of where the body once laid, but Elizabeth ventures back to the ballpit. She is back to the ballpit getting to her knees and carefully beginning to look through the mountains of multi-colored and blood stained balls.

And she just washed her damn hands too. But - why? Why was this bloody..? ]

[unasking]

[Elizabeth, please.

Frankenstein's already removing his own medical gloves as he crouches, then offering them to her.]

Please don't leave any more of your fingerprints here. It's understandable since you were the first to arrive, but I'd rather not deal with additional complications.

[brooches]

[ She takes the glove and will carefully slide in on, both of the medical gloves looking ridiculous with her attire. ]

I'm sorry. I should have been more careful.

[ But, she'll explain. ]

I approached with Jessie and Machias because the door was open. We went in... and... and the ballpit was deflated.

[ And she's going to dig through the balls now, trying to find the bottom only to have them hilariously pile back ontop of her arms. Oops. ]

I found blood here, but the body was - [ She glances to the crime scene. ] Maybe there was something here that I missed - I ran over when Jessie screamed.

[unasking]

[It's okay, everyone looks a little ridiculous. At least she's not being outed as a furry.]

If you're interested in looking further, you know the scene better as it was than anyone else, along with Machias and Jessie.

[It's not like he's going to hold it against her.

That said:] Have you allowed yourself any time to rest? You were still running about last I saw you.

[brooches]

I'll be fine. [ Elizabeth says: this seems to be the theme of her stay on the ship. Her insistence is honest, awkwardly putting forth a brave smile. ] This isn't the first time I've encountered something like this...

[ But, she finally stops her movements, letting her arms rest mid pile of balls. ]

I just can't believe it happened so quickly. Like clockwork.

[unasking]

[ . . . . That's not a reassuring answer at all.

Frankenstein's expression softens for a moment before he reaches out to place a hand on her shoulder, a reassuring gesture.]

The incentive provided could be quite tempting to some, as shameful as it may be to admit.

[brooches]

[ Welcome to Bioshock Infinite, y'all. Nothing is reassuring.

She finally pulls her arms out, finding nothing of value herself. She pulls at the gloves carefully, snapping them off her hands and offering them politely back to him. Only a few blood stains streak near their wrist. ]

It's unrealistic. [ Says the girl who can create universes. ] To have that kind of power - no one is impervious to anything.

[unasking]

[ . . . well.

Probably true. He's spiritually tied to one of the strongest beings in the universe and even he's not incapable of being harmed, as much as Frankenstein would want otherwise.]

Is that enough to keep someone from foolishly hoping? This entire situation is unrealistic, Elizabeth.

[brooches]

[ Welp, it makes sense because they're all trapped here and she has no control over her powers. So, yeah it's still realistic but Elizabeth is naive to believe someone wouldn't have done this. ]

Hoping and murdering someone are two very different concepts. It takes a sick person to meld them together.

[unasking]

Or simply someone desperate.

[Though that in itself could be a sickness, he supposes.]

I certainly don't blame you for your shock and judgment - but it's remarkable what someone who has been pushed too far is capable of.

[tevinteriscoming]

Elizabeth? What are you looking for?

[A little concerned, she's digging around in the bloody ball pit, what he's been led to believe is a punishment pit for misbehaving children.]

[brooches]

[ It is NOT! There were moments - much rap battles and ballpit wars. ]

Here.

[ Elizabeth lifts up one of the balls with her thumbprints on it, smeared in with splatters of red. ]

I found a few of them when I was inspecting where the ballpit was torn. I thought people were rough housing in it... however, it wasn't exactly what I thought it was.

[tevinteriscoming]

And where, exactly, what the body found?

[brooches]

[ Her gaze pushes to the merry-go-round a bit aways. ]

Over there. The others found it and Jessie flipped the body to look at it.

[probings]

[she's been peeking around the room, but as harold notices that elizabeth is going back to the ballpit... well, she's going to interrupt. she won't actively stop her from looking around, but she's got questions.]

So what actually happened in here, from what you guys found? We should get that a little more out in the open first now that we know who the person is. [calisto blue? an name to match her suit? something like that.

she can ask what elizabeth is looking for in a second, but finding out the other stuff needs to come first.]

[brooches]

The door was open - it was odd because there was but a single ball out, like someone forgot to put it up. My thought was to merely toss it inside and be done with it but...

[ She recalls, sighing heavily. ]

The ballpit was deflated. Everyone had been using it - so childishly at that, it wasn't a shock it had torn.

[ Even she notes the material had been thin. ]

They discovered the body, but I discovered the blood. [ A clarification and she stammers: ] It was over by the merry-go-round.

[probings]

[she's quiet for the most part, listening and humming in acknowledgement.]

So you found the blood before the body. It must have been messy—Hm?

[she'll pick up one of the flattened balls, quirking a brow at it.] The body was over there? My, my, that's interesting.

[brooches]

I don't know much else.

[ Elizabeth admits, taking it far better than it was to be expected. ]

Jessie was with the body much longer, she may provide more answers.