WEEK 11

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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

[tevinteriscoming]

[Affixing him with a very cold expression. Which might not be unusual, given Dorian's obvious dislike for him for weeks now. Ordinarily, though, he might have let up after the explanation for the poison wine, the chief action that had distilled in dislike in the man. But a few pieces fall into place here, and there's something even greater than a nasty bit of bullying troubling him.]

Oh, have you been hunting them? You've done a stellar job of it so far.

[refactor]

See-

[ Jack wags a finger at Dorian, and he shakes his head ]

Y'see, I know you're being a sarcastic lil' shit right now, so I'll let it slide, because y'know what? I have. And you'll never know it. That's kind of the goddamn point. I'm the one that's supposed to do what's necessary. And I'll continue to do that.

[tevinteriscoming]

Ah, yes. The true heroes are never appreciated in their time.

[Sorry, he's going to continue being a sarcastic shit. The finger wagging sort of makes him want to set something on fire, and, well, he's the Nuwa to think of, so sarcasm it is.]

If you've done so well, why don't you name who's left? What do we actually have to lose? We can focus our attention on the ones you haven't confirmed.

[refactor]

[ Jack scoffs, but he tilts his head up haughtily as he shakes his head. ]

Nope. Unfortunately for you, that decision rests in my hands, and I'm taking the gamble by keeping them secret. They know what to do. Because the whole point here? For every person I tell my job to, if I don't turn up dead? They're not infected. Simple as that. So the way I see it? This is a different problem from my side. Either we're dead because of this week's shit motive, or we continue playing. If it's the latter? They've gotta be able to hunt effectively. So I'm not saying how many or who. That's something that's going to the grave with me.

[tevinteriscoming]

[He could role his eyes at that, but honestly; it's sensible enough. If Alice doesn't purge them this week, and she might not, they need the secrecy. Or Jack is bluffing, there's always that possibility. He's isn't going to try to found out, but even so, against his better judgment, he'll let the real source of his anger slip out.]

I wouldn't expect any less. After all, you were never particularly solicitous even with your allies. Slipped your mind between great deeds of heroism, I suppose.