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_

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[bloodteller]

[ yuno's hyper focus kicks in the second she sees the hilt of the lightsaber and her own grip turns behind her. her hand wraps around it, the wooden handle of a kitchen knife, and her eyes narrow, a growl tears through her--

and then it's judar that's attacked, and she sees shards of glass... no, ice, it's ice, it glitters too perfectly. it's his magic. he's fighting back so yuno steels herself and waits for the life in fiona's eyes to drain, to dissipate to nothingness.

then she moves.

she grabs the body, pulling it out of the biolab, she hauls it into a hallway away from the fire, but she doesn't care where. as soon as her skin doesn't feel the heat, she stops and drops fiona. ]

You fucking whore! You HURT JUDAR!!

[ she doesn't care if people see. yuno's mind and eyes lock onto fiona's body and with surprising, nearly inhuman speed, she raises the blade and it renders neck from shoulders, cutting through the flesh there as if she were merely slicing off a pat of butter. the head rolls away from the body. yuno pays it no attention.

and she smiles despite the disturbing amount of strength she has to extend to pull this off, she smiles serenely and sweetly and her voice, with an ecstatic tone, echoes out among the crackle of the fire. ]

I'll get it! I'm going to get it! Revenge for Dave, for Judar, for Elizabeth! I'm going to...

[ the sweetness melts. it slips away, gone, replaced with vicious anger, a deep tone that resonates. it demands attention, is too hard to ignore. ]

I'm going to fucking kill you!!! Ahahahahahaha! Ahahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahahaha...!!!!

[ yuno she's already dead

with the head gone from the body, yuno yanks the knife out of the floor, and she places the tip at fiona's stomach. it's pressed in, tearing through again, and again and again and then she pulls it up, shredding through fiona's corpse to the neck. again, her strength is undeniable, because the movement is so quick and smooth that it's no longer something to be ignored: yuno is a survivor in the killing game. "knife skills" truly is not there for no reason.

and her laughter, crazed, high pitched -- it rings out, mingling with the roar of the fire.

the knife is discarded. she drops it, leaving it to clatter noisily to the floor. next, she raises her hands and it's flesh that she digs into, ribcage that she swings open like a pair of cabinet doors with an organic crunch.

she laughs. rib bones fall to the ground.

and then it's through her organs that yuno digs, pulling them out and searching frantically. ]

I'll get you, I'll get you, I'll get you, I'll get you... You can't hide from me!!!

[ blood is leaking, spilling, pouring in deep red streaks like rivers of their own. her hands are coated in fluids, and the end of a large intestine slips through her fingers but yuno doesn't give a shit. she picks it up and pulls it out, and it makes a sickening noise, like water splattering to the floor.

and then everything stops.

she breathes, ragged, but laughter doesn't come. ]

...Huh.

...No... not here...

[ soft, sweet yuno returns, her eyes suddenly full of life and thought again. she leans back on her heels before standing. ]

...Gone. It's gone from inside her... The thing that used Dave isn't here at all.