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_

Comments

[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.