cradleproject | WEEK 12 - INVESTIGATION

[At 1:10PM, the sprinklers abruptly go off in every area of the ship, though no signs of fire can be seen on either the middle or lower deck. It appears that the automatic sprinkler system has been set up so that when one sprinkler is triggered, all of them are. That said, it's just water, right? Perhaps annoying, but ultimately harmless.

It may take a few moments to notice, but while the liquid coming out of the sprinklers is clear, it has a sickly sweet scent to it that water does not. The effects of breathing in the liquid are almost immediate, as everyone on the ship will begin feeling dizzy and faint. While they can try to cover up their noses or avoid breathing it in, there's no escape; the sprinklers are constantly going off in every room and corridor, saturating the entire ship in the liquid.

Within two minutes, every character who is not immune to poison will have passed out from the effects of the liquid. They will not wake up for at least 20 minutes, by which point the sprinklers will have stopped going off. When they do, they may suffer from side-effects such as grogginess, disorientation, nausea, and short-term memory loss.]

Edited 2016-08-26 22:12 (UTC)

[ The buddy system was going so well. Adam wakes up next to Luke, staring at the dirt in the gardens before realizing that something caused them to pass out. ]

Fuck. [ He doesn't really want to get up but he manages to, shaky on his feet. Adelina's sword is still on the ground next to him but he doesn't have the balance to grab it yet. Instead, he pulls at Luke's shirt to get him up as well. ]

Hey, are you alright?

[Luke's passed out a few times in his lifetime, but usually he at least can pinpoint what happened. One minute, he's running through drills with Adam out of lack of anything else to do on this ship, the next the sprinklers are on and freaking out and he's face-down in the dirt. While Adam gets to his feet he has to drag Luke into a sitting position and he's rubbing his face suddenly.]

And to think I've been avoiding a dirt nap this whole time. [But he's on his feet and immediately grabbing Backbiter. He can bounce back faster than Adam, but he's also immediately glancing around.] What was that all about?

[Alas, Judar's barrier was totally useless here again, because while he'd tried to get one up around himself and the other two problem children, he took too fucking long to realize that they needed one at all and was already soaked with the liquid by that point.

So he'll be waking up and groaning miserably from the floor along with everyone else. Probably still has cinammon in his mouth too.]

What the fuck. [He tries to stagger to his feet, gives up, and just flops back down to the ground again.] How much fucking booze did you put in those pancakes?

[The garden's soaked in the sweet-smelling liquid, but aside from that, it doesn't look like anything's changed from when the two of them had been awake.]

[points for effort, maybe, Judar. anyway one of the many problems with being so goddamn tiny is that there isn't a whole lot of room for poison tolerance so Clover isn't even making an attempt to stand up? she's not even gonna try. she's on the floor and the scythe is on the floor and that's just where they're staying. instead of answering him for real Clover just groans. it's about as snarky as a groan is capable of sounding.]

Shut up. [ He's not in the mood for death jokes. Adam watches Luke surge up first before sighing and grabbing his own sword, rubbing at his head. He looks around belatedly but there's no dead bodies around which is probably good.

Everything's wet, which makes him remember that, right, the sprinklers had been going off. ] That stuff's probably not good for the plants. What was it? [ He doesn't really want to interact with it anymore, so he grabs Luke's arm with his free hand to lead him out. ]

We should see what's happening with the rest of the ship.

[Dorian had been with Grell and Jessie walking down the main corridor at the time of the sprinklers. Now, he's waking up on the floor outside the conference room, feeling and looking much like he had Monday morning, only now cold and damp with runny kohl on top of it. He has his staff out in one arm, halfway to casting something before a wave of dizziness pulled him under.

His immediate reaction, in his groggy state, is how dare someone do this when he'd used up his alotted shower time only an hour or so before. Then, he remembers to be concerned about the situation.]

Are you both all right? It seems someone is commiting crimes against decent grooming. [See, he's really not such a bad person. He's looking around to check for Grell and Jessie before he even wipes clean his smudged eyes.]

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[To be fair, joke's on him because Backbiter sinks into the dirt suddenly for him to lean on a little, the heel of his palm coming to his forehead for a moment. What the hell was in the water…not-water…sprinklers? Maybe they should be grateful they only passed out.

He lets Adam lead him shortly after, nodding to himself.]

Can't tell ya off the top of my head, but I know it's probably not good. [Another sparing look around the garden and he nods.]

Viewport's closest to the gardens. Let's start there. [And out into the hall they go, presumably to the viewport unless something in the hall stops them. How're we doing, ship?]

[ haha oops dave was dropping off a yandere to jack a little before the sprinklers so he's. buddyless in a hallway on the way back to where the furries were. it wasn't supposed to take more than a few minutes to get back there? and he's not an alien (anymore) so?????????

he doesn't actually get up from where he's sprawled on the floor, though. ]

Man. I'm gonna get scolded, fuck this.

[The viewport is equally soaked in the liquid, but aside from that, nothing seems to stand out.]

[Yeah. Yeah. Jason most likely passed out in the most undignified matter, with spat up cinnamon on his shirt after bullying mistakes were made. He's not attempting to get up just yet, taking a moment to try and regain a sense of what happened, but he will wearily raise a hand to start checking himself over. No dismembered limbs as far as he can tell. Great.]

No— Not nearly enough booze to get blackout drunk. [Never mind that he sounds like he got hit by a truck while saying this. He sniffs the air, audibly and stupidly.] Shit. This is... Did we just get showered in chloroform? How are we not dead?

[He already feels like death? Props to the asshole who did this.]

[Clover's scythe is not on the floor. In fact, it's nowhere to be seen in the room at all.

Judar's staff and Jason's lightsaber are also both missing.]

[Dave might want to get up from where he's sprawled, because there's a strong smell of smoke on the top deck. It seems to be coming from the room with the AI core.]

[ WHAT UGH FINE HE'LL GET UP. and head towards the smell he guesses? even though he feels like he should be going in the opposite direction but fine meta text you win. ]

You sure we're not dead? 'Cause this feels close enough to it.

[but UGH FINE he guesses he might as well try to make an effort to get up!! One hand gropes out for his staff so he can at least be a lazy piece of shit in the air instead of on the ground...and then he starts patting the floor more urgently before he snaps up, eyes frantic.]

Where the fuck is my staff?!

[because he is somehow STILL not fucking dead, what the heck, adrien groans from where he's lying face down on the floor. he doesn't want to get up or move?? what day is it??? how the fuck is he going to push himself upwards with one arm. he doesn't want to roll over so he can sit up and make it easier? fuck it maybe the floor can answer him.]

What... happened?

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[ Adam's sluggish because he's feeling pretty awful but he's still managing to staying close to Luke like he's in any position to protect him.

He checks around the seats in the viewport and the controls, but he shakes his head. ] So... same thing happened here. Probably around all of the ship. Looks like no one has an alibi.

[ He keeps a hand on Luke's arm still like he's afraid of him getting away and he leads them toward the chapel. ]

[Even without the leash he stays close and allows Adam to do whatever to keep himself calm. There are all sorts of questions and he keeps Backbiter drawn just in case, shaking away dizziness as they head out of the hall toward the chapel.]

You think? Or just this floor? What I don't get is what caused it. There's no fire unless you smell something I don't. [But okay. Chapel. Fuck this place, nothing ever happens here right?]

And after this maybe we should figure out where everybody else is, too.

[Smoke billows heavily out from the AI room and there's still a few flickers of flame, but it looks like whatever fire had been set here is mostly out. It'll be hard to tell through the smoke, but Dave will be able to make out the shape of two bodies collapsed within, halfway between the middle of the room and the entrance.]

[OH OKAY SO THE SCYTHE ISN'T ON THE FLOOR, AWESOME, and Clover isn't actually making any effort to move at all until Judar starts yelling and first she just sort of groans again.]

Ugh. I dunno, where is... [...her scythe?? where is her scythe???? she had it right nearby propped up on the counter next to her while she was cooking where is it????

so she rolls over and now she's working on that whole standing thing, which is involving a whole lot of steadying herself against the counter, but she's looking around frantically and staggering to see around corners and behind things.]

No, no no no, nonononono.... [She almost looks relieved when she puts a hand to her pocket and finds the injection gun there, but—the scythe is gone, her first line of defense is gone, Arumat's scythe is gone and he'd trusted her with it and where the fuck is the scythe.]

[ of course he will see two collapsed bodies, why wouldn't that be a thing.

he'll just use the end of his cape as a makeshift mask and go see who's still in there and pull them out if they're still alive i guess???? or. even if they're dead. i guess. ]

[one of the women is collapsed in a red heap, out completely cold. it will take a shake or two before she starts to open her eyes. her body feels so heavy, and she's so tired.]

...Dorian? 'S that you?

[let her catch up to things as she tries to fight off whatever just happened. she has to remember where they are first.]

[Like the viewport, it doesn't seem like there's anything off about the chapel aside from being hit by the sprinklers.]

[Dorian and Grell will likely notice two things quickly, even in their disoriented state.

The first is that Dorian's staff and Grell's glasses are both missing. It doesn't look like either items are anywhere in the hallway.

The second is that Jessie remains collapsed on the floor and doesn't appear to be waking up - and there's a large puddle of blood underneath her.]

WEEK 12 - INVESTIGATION

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to the viewport

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elevator corridor, 1:30

-> chapel

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