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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[breakshot]

Tell me about it. There were traces of blood in there pit according to Elizabeth, but actually...

[ he'll guide her over to the carousel (if she's not there already) and point out the seats where she'd been trapped. ]

We actually found her stuck in-between those. ... It just doesn't make sense. [ ugh. rubbing a temple now this is frustrating ] From what I could tell, she couldn't have been gone for very long. And the look I'd seen on her face didn't seen indicative of someone caught up in a struggle either.

[allout]

In between...?

[ she looks over to the carousel and grimaces as she imagines the scene. that can't be a pleasant place to spend your final moments.

she finds herself sighing. ]

I wish I could have been there to help her.

[breakshot]

That... makes two of us, then. For someone to just kill a person - a woman - for a motive like this is just disgusting... It doesn't even look like she saw it coming at all.

[ he falls silent, looking serious. more in a somber way and less in a constantly uptight frustrated way. ]

[allout]

[ there's a lingering silence between them before minako speaks up again, trying her best to smile. it isn't the strongest, but it's one that can foster some sort of hope. she's good at that kind of thing. ]

We'll avenge her by finding out who did this. It's the best we can do right now.