WEEK TWO - Investigation

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (2)

friday (?) survivors Friday comes again, but this time it's much more gentle. There are no songs ousting you from your rooms, no — instead, you are allowed to sleep however long you would like as long as it does not breach any rules. If you attempt to open your datapad, however, you will be greeted with a video and accompanying music, of a different sort of persuasion from the music played previously — this one is not a jangly easy listening style tune, but rather a haunting and dreamlike elegy. Turning off your datapad will make the video disappear, but restarting the datapad will only bring the video back up again. Despite this, nothing out of the ordinary seems to occur. You have lunch, wander the garden, and have a drink with the companions you have made in the past two weeks. Soon, mid-afternoon comes. ENTER COMMAND_

Comments

[socloverit]

[eventually Clover does make her way in here to mess with the whiteboard:]

Days since last incident:
0

[parodeity]

i was rooting for you
we were all rooting for you
how dare you

[ scribbled right by the counter.

...

adds another dick too ]

[muties]

learn something from this
when u go to bed at night
you lay there and you take responsibility for yourself
because nobodys gonna to take responsibility for you

[ meme loving assholes

and then ] :(

[breakshot]

[ You know what. Machias was going to wipe the board clean, but he changes his mind upon seeing the messages left by the others. He can't say they're entirely appropriate considering they don't know all the details, but he'd also be lying if he didn't echo the overall sentiment of them. Instead, he'll just add his own next to Clover's "tally." ]

←Can we please not?
This isn't appropriate;
someone just died here.