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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (13)

saturday (10) survivors Something is different. You can feel it in the air: an ominous presence that weighs down the ship like it's underwater. Try as you might, you can't escape the feeling that you're being watched, the sensation of someone just out of view tailing you. Tensions are high, and paranoia grows with it. You feel it more than see it, and that's what warps your perception of the ship. Is it darker? Are the lights dimming? Who is it that calls out to you? Why is it so cold? Who can you trust? The distinct sensation of not knowing who your back is to wraps around you. There is one thing you can trust in, however; though you feel exposed, you are not alone. Mother is here for you. taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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[thanatosincarnate]

{ Arumat nods at the discussion before looking towards where the incinerator is. So... they check the incinerator out first or the door before the incinerator??? Ok. Whatever, he'll start towards the incinerator...? }

So we just pull the lever and see what happens then.

{ Probably?? }

[socloverit]

[The window pane doesn't provide a very good look into the incinerator, but it sure is room! It's spacious seeming and surprisingly well-lit, and not even by fire. On the floor in the middle there's either the world's weirdest trapdoor or the world's weirdest-placed vent. On the other side of the incinerator is a huge metal door with a red 9 on it. There's a scanner panel next to it, not that anyone gives a shit. The room isn't entirely visible, but it doesn't look like Clover's in there..?]

[douchemag]

Oh come on, don't tell me you're worried about some imaginary trap! We'll just bust out of it even if it does go off.

[LET'S JUST PULL THE LEVER SURELY NOTHING WILL GO WRONG HERE???]

Anyway, I got no fucking clue where Clover is, so we might as well just pull it. Maybe she'll drop down from the ceiling and we can end this.

[socloverit]

[when has pulling a lever ever gone wrong for anyone in the history of ever??????

not now, apparently, because all that happens is that the door slides sideways and opens up. Turns out the weirdly-placed vent on the floor of the incinerator is, in fact, actually a trapdoor, because it starts opening up, too.

The inside of the incinerator isn't anything special now that they can see the whole thing, either. The top and bottom of the walls are lined with weird tubes which probably theoretically spit out fire. Still no sign of Clover, though.

Everything stays as it is, though, still and silent and potentially eerie to people who give more fucks than these assholes, until the crew decides to actually go into the incinerator—there continues to be nowhere else to go, after all—at which point the door promptly slams shut behind them. There's a blaring, screeching alarm bell, and an announcement in a voice completely different from Zero's earlier:

Warning. Warning. Emergency incineration command has been acknowledged. Automatic incineration will take place in... 9 minutes. Please evacuate the incinerator immediately.

And as this happens, a sort of terminal rises out of the trapdoor. The screen lights up and displays...a sudoku puzzle??? All of this for sudoku??????]

[thanatosincarnate]

... What the hell is this? Tch, maybe that lever should have been left as is...!

{ All of this for a fucking math puzzle. He's so done.

He squints at the terminal and then looks around the incinerator before distancing himself a bit. He doesn't play Sudoku and doesn't do puzzles... so he immediately begins to cast an explosive spell. He'll try to blow open the true exit ( not the one behind them ) if no one stops him.

Or figures out the puzzle?? Arumat doesn't do math puzzles, so. }