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WEEK TWO - Retirement
the pygmalion. . . ONLINE ![]() CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (2) |
sunday EXECUTION (38) survivors ![]() As voting comes to an end, a song filters in played so loud that it becomes distored and fragmented. If a participant checks their datapad, they will see the the victim and suspect chosen by majority's pictures displayed. If they attempt to scroll, they will see a list of characters and their votes in alphabetical order. |
Setting
Rulebook
Votes
RESULTS
Fiona: 7
Emily Lowe: 1
Tsukuyo: 14
Todd Smith: 10
Abstained: 2 ]
Your votes have been tallied. Congratulations! You discovered the true culprit, Alita Tiala. [ A pause. ] That was a joke. The culprit is Tsukuyo. Time will be allotted for the culprit to be spoken to.
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[someone maybe stop these stupid superheroes]
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[ no no no no no. ]
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[Now that it's actually over, he's definitely looking a lot more frazzled.]
Is this really a joking matter? Is she actually the culprit, or will we being told we were right each week?
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[That is her own opinion, of course. Maybe other people will think different]
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Damn it!
[ that poor table has taken enough abuse from his fist for a weekend someone please stop him. ]
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{ He'll just say so Machias doesn't beat himself over it too much (and the table). }
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Take your frustrations out on something that isn't the table, Machias.
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[ Can she just leave now? ]
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{ Because he'll assume there will be more -- and then how indecisive will people be then? Will they be this lucky next time? }
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[ In general. For worrying people. For voting. For voting for the innocent party. Elizabeth's not exactly thrilled about this. ]
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... I suppose it's fortunate there are others to make up for my shortcomings.
[ look he's an asshole but he can still feel bad ]
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EXECUTION
Seconds later, a holographic screen is cast over the table. Tsukuyo is seen in what appears to be a brightly lit Japanese district. She looks confused for a moment, but hopeful as she takes in the courtesans walking through the streets chatting to each other and the sun shining down. People walk around with smiles on their faces, greeting each other as a group of masked women keep a careful but amiable eye on them.
Suddenly the sky begins to darken. An enormous roof begins to slide over the entire district, blocking out the sun. The darkness casts shadows over everyone’s expressions, their faces turning from friendly to twisted; smiles become leers, warmth becomes fear, and the hard eyes of the masked women watches over them all, their fingers lingering on their weapons. Tsukuyo herself tenses up, pulling out her kunai, her eyes darting around warily searching for enemies.
She backs up to the group of masked women, snapping orders to them as she keeps her arms out in case anyone tries to attack them. Unfortunately, this leaves her completely open to an attack from behind, as all the women suddenly lunge for her at once. Tsukuyo struggles against them in shock, but makes no moves to actually injure any of them, only to defend. She holds them off for a few minutes, but they quickly overpower her.
The scene shifts to the top of a skyscraper overlooking the district. Tsukuyo stands on the edge, a masked woman holding her arms behind her back to prevent her from escaping as the others surround them with a dead look in their eyes. The building is tall, but she’s still able to watch in horror as a man strikes a match and lets it fall onto an explosive barrel, sending the entire city ablaze. She screams in rage and struggles against her captor, but her reluctance to actually hurt her stops her from succeeding. As this happens, the group of masked women separate to make a path for one last figure in a wheelchair. She slowly wheels up to Tsukuyo who stares at her in shock, then reaches out one delicate hand to gently push Tsukuyo off the roof of the building.
As Tsukuyo falls, the last thing she sees is the dispassionate face of her killer.
The hologram disappears. ]
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she framed her. that could have been her falling from the skyscraper — or something far more brutal, considering these murders seemed to have some precedent in the culprits' lives. when it ends, she props her head on the back of her hand, indignantly staring at the table in front of her. ]
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She voted for someone else. Someone innocent. ]
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His expression is sharp and full of interest as he watches, because even if he doesn't understand the context here, it's still interesting. He had been expecting another Vault Monster kind of deal, but this? This is way more personal. That much is clear.
Once it's all done, he sits back, and there's a silence before he smiles. ]
Ehh— I don't know. Seven out of ten? Definitely moving up the scale here.
[ He's absolutely going to rate every murder... ]
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Fucking brutal. Glad we picked right.
ANNOUNCEMENT
It appears that two of our players have not voted. As I mentioned at the start of the trial, abstaining from votes will no longer be tolerated.
[Abruptly, Maria Hill and Niles stiffen and fall over, their bodies apparently paralyzed and locked into place. Two robots come in and carry them out; the only signs that they're still alive are their eyes that are darting around frantically.]
The two of you shall be put back into stasis until you learn how to properly behave and follow the rules. Good night to you all.
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[ Up she goes riiiight when the two bodies freeze up. She's confused... so confused as they're carted off by the robots. She tries to piece together what it was but - it was very much unlike anything she had ever seen. ]
Stasis..? What does that even mean?
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[ stasis doesn't mean dead, so that's a plus there. but that doesn't make it good, and minako will be standing to watch them be taken away. ]
Are you just gonna throw them back in those pods?