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_

Comments

[monsieurchatastrophe]

I don't know. It doesn't... make sense. She said they learned about everything before us, including aliens, but... the captain died? The aliens weren't common knowledge, they send a distress signal and got [he's obviously trying to make a "grawr" motion with both hands but it doesn't quite work since. he has half the grawr capacity] instead. If there was a second ship, shouldn't they have answered the signal?

[the bit about his dad having people protect him just kind of makes Adrien stare blankly]

...Maybe if he paid them?

[ADRIEN CAN'T EVEN BELIEVE HIS FATHER WOULD HAVE HUMAN BEINGS WILLING TO PROTECT HIM OF THEIR OWN FREE WILL]

[chiseler]

Not if there was something wrong with our ship that was blocking the signal. [He's thinking of a conversation he had with someone else and it's clear he's putting thought into something.] We also don't know how far away that second ship is. Maybe we're out of range.

[But he's just. Staring.] ...do you think they have money in space? It can't be any weirder than bringing somebody like--[...Todomatsu. So he's not going to finish that sentence excuse him.]--some of the people we have here.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[he hums in thought, but it's obvious he's not convinced. anyway, more importantly:]

Yeah, but they're... likeable.

[adrien is going to regret this entire discussion on his next attempt to defend his father, probably]

[chiseler]

[...ahahahaha. Sorry, he's snickering to himself.]

You already know what I think of your dad, kid. That's not that reassuring. [Who knows? Maybe they'll kill Mr. Agreste.] Guess we'll learn soon enough. It'd be weird if Alice didn't update us again after this now that we know there's a second ship.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[annoyed groaning as he lies his head down on the table fully]

This... sucks. Two's too many.

[i think some three legged kitty might've reached his helpfulness limit, woops]