WEEK 11

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (11)

monday - thursday (14) survivors Sunday's trial was only mere hours ago, but you find yourself faced with a new week on The Pygmalion. When you awaken, you will find the ship restored to its previous state, all areas interfered with during the murder looking mostly the same as they did before. It seems you have more exploring to do. The robot in the cafeteria has prepared another breakfast of various foods. (OOC: Please submit your murder proposals by 9 PM EST Tuesday.) taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook murder proposals ENTER COMMAND_

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[socloverit]

[listen as much as she enjoys (or like, as close to enjoying as she can do anymore) watching Dorian squirm because of her, she doesn't like breaking the status quo either? and apparently this answer disappoints her because she just flops back into her seat, arms crossed, frowning.]

That's nothing new. [mutter mutter harrumphs, she was expecting new information!!! but she's back to the usual furiously ignoring him now, things are back to the way they should be.]

[tevinteriscoming]

[Internally rolling his eyes!!! They can talk to the dead, no big deal. Why couldn't he share something cool! But know, he assumes from her words she's received a message, too.

So, he'll add one more thing. He doesn't want to mention what he learned about the motive last week; it's too likely to upset her and then where will he be? But he does think she deserves to hear what he knows, so he'll take the risk just a little.]

Last week, the AI offered us something entirely impossible, as she does each week. For the first time, however, it was an impossible offer she would have been forced to prove. Think of what it would have meant, if someone had succeeded, and she wasn't able to do what she'd offered.

[He doesn't trust the motives, but that one, at least - he doesn't think it would have been a motive if it wasn't possible for her to make good on her word. And Alice privately confirmed to him that someone who died on the ship would have been revived right away.]

You must, and will, make up your own mind, I imagine. Just a thought.