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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[allout]

So... you guys are supposed to be superheroes, right?

[ she is so not about this life. but they look younger than her, so she'll be gentle. ]

I know you want to help, but now might not be the best time. Showing up right after a murder actually makes you look... kind of suspicious.

[ those nails look pretty sharp, chat noir. ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Superheroes usually show up when there's trouble, don't they? That's what we're doing.

[or, well, adrien reflexively did it he had no idea. ladybug was here]

[missmaladroite]

It's our job, mademoiselle. Do you think we'd sit and do nothing when someone's died?

[listen Ladybug came here ready to Speech]

[allout]

Lots of people can show up when there's trouble. Not all of them are good.

[ she knows that by some unfortunate experience. ]

And I'm telling you that you're not going to be well received, even if you say your intentions are good. If you're just showing yourselves now, that makes things more complicated. Unless you guys have alibis, you're going to be seen as suspects when we go to trial...

[ she really does want to believe them, but right now she can't find it in her to trust them completely. her smile is small, but it's worrisome. ]

I believe you guys are good, but not everyone here is going to trust you. I can say for a fact that most people won't.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[minako this betrayal?? still, he expected it]

You don't have to trust us right away, but all we want is to find the murderer. Personally, I'd rather we skip the part where we play along with this game any longer.

[missmaladroite]

...That's alright. Thank you for trusting us. I understand if not everyone does -- but we'll prove that they can.

But we have the same goal, so I think we can all work together.

[allout]

I hope you're right.

[ she clutches her data pad to her chest, her expression fading into something more uncertain. ]

Just make sure that you're ready to defend yourselves whenever the trial happens. I dunno what it's gonna be like, but I don't think it's going to be easy for you guys.

[ besides the fact that they're random kids in masks, if they're the ones that show up to the trial, it'll be easy for everyone to figure out what their identities are by seeing who's missing. hopefully they understand that. ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Don't worry about us. Whatever happens, we can handle it.

[puts a hand on ladybug's shoulder o3o]

[missmaladroite]

In any case, your support is very precious to us. Thank you. [Putting her arm on his shoulder like so, these losers need to fucking kiss already]

Chat Noir and I are a team. We're always facing down dangerous situations.

[allout]

[ one of these two is going to die, and minako is going to be very, very sad about it. ]

Has anyone ever been killed before in the situations you've faced?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

No, because we're good at our job.

[said with all the confidence of a kid who has no idea he technically died once. oops]

The idea is to stop people from dying, so...

[missmaladroite]

[A shadow passes over her face, because she sure remembers that!]

...Nearly. But we won't let this become a pattern.