AL-2955 (
al2955) wrote in
cradleproject2016-08-22 02:33 pm
WEEK 12
| the pygmalion. . . ONLINE ![]() CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (12) |
monday - thursday (13) 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 that the ship is still in disarray; there is no robot prepared breakfast, nor has any of the damage been repaired. The ship is mostly cast in darkness, with the exception of a few rooms, though light may flicker in and out in some rooms. Without Alice, you are all on your own. The ominous pressure of the Queen Mother still looms, though you no longer feel Her presence. (OOC: Please submit your murder proposals by 9 PM EST Tuesday.) taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook murder proposals ENTER COMMAND_ |



late monday / let's go, cradora the exploradora
Well.
Jason Todd banging a pot and a pan together, with Luke trailing behind him using the lightsaber as a light source to direct traffic. Looks like the resident Jackass hosts are at it again.]
Get moving, people! It's time to find out if androids dream of electric sheep!
[Go along with this ridiculousness? Or do the smart thing and preserve your dignity. Either one is fine. Better hope those hangovers are gone, though.]
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>Go with ridiculousness
Considering this jackass is literally waving people onward with the lightsaber the answer is clear and he's grinning widely as can be seen in the glow of the weapon.]
Same way we got up to Gaea, guys. Let's get climbing! Jason and I'll bring up the end.
[Shoo! Go up the elevator shaft all of you. We have things to explore!]
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At least he looks happy? ] Are you trying to lead us to our death or something?
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Which means it's probably not very reassuring to see Jason drop the pot and pan down the elevator shaft once people start going up.]
Isn't he always leading us to our death? I mean... turrets, proximity mines, setting his shirt on fire. I could go on all day.
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That sounds more like leading himself to his own death. What's your plan this time?
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What is it this time. [WHO ARE YOU KILLING WITH YOUR EXPERIMENTS NOW]
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Grab your scythe. We're going exploring.
[NO ONE. MAYBE. POSSIBLY. H...OPEFULLY...]
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Yeah, okay.
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[So. THUMBS UP AS HE UNCEREMONIOUSLY DROPS THE PAN AND POT DOWN THE ELEVATOR SHAFT, DESTRUCTOTEEN.]
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What are you doing...?
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[Do not call people cattle, Jason Todd.]
We're gonna break down some doors. It'll be fun.
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[oh, look, she must be feeling better if she's sassig him]
Why? Are you looking for something?
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Last time we were here...well, you guys saw the pictures. [The pods.] I'm not sure what we'll find, but it's worth a shot. [And he'll try to open the door.
...granted, the door's locked...and so he frowns. Give him a few moments to concentrate with his hand on the door, seemingly staring at it but pouring energy into making his powers work to unlock the door. How's that working out?]
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The door is also no longer so cold it risks removing a layer of skin. ]
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Seeing Luke at the door stops him cold, though.]
What are you doing? Don't open the door!
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Why not?
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...he is so. fucking. stupid.
He pauses...and steps back from the door, eyeing it warily before shaking his head.]
Hate to break it to you, but I think with the power down the door's already kinda open. I didn't even really have to break the lock on it. So...what does that mean?
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Are the corpses going to be okay with the temperature up?
[are they going to start... rotting for real.......]
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I'm going to say... probably not. We might need some car fresheners up here in a couple of days.
[Ew.]
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Nah, it's just a bunch of egg shaped pods. They're upright, and it looks like they've got something carved into them. ]
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Suddenly, I'm glad I got my sense of smell taken out.
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[But, alright. Egg shaped pods. Jason will let Adrien take the lead, following him and then glancing at whichever pod is closest to the one Adrien is currently looking at. Tell us, mystical meta, what is up with these eggs?]
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belatedly realizing i typed "furry crossing" smh
i didn't even notice tbh
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