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WEEK THREE
the pygmalion. . . ONLINE ![]() CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (3) |
monday - thursday (35) 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 the ship restored to its previous state, all areas interfered with during the murder looking mostly the same as they did before. Along with this, it appears there are new areas opened on the ship. It seems you have more exploring to do. The robot in the cafeteria has prepared another breakfast of various foods. (OOC: Please submit your murder proposals by 9 PM EST Tuesday.) taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook murder proposals ENTER COMMAND_ |
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Arumat pretty much shows up in the viewpoint room, making an expression of disgust at the putrid smell of ... organic mess that is everything here right now. Also, with the lovely addition of new puke! Fucking fantastic. }
... What the hell?
{ His eyes narrowed, he gazes over the current occupants of the room -- as well as its contents once again. Niles... Maria, he recognized them easily enough.
His eyes drift back to Kazuma and Jesse -- guess bringing his scythe was meaningless after all. }
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Looks like "stasis" means some nasty shit is what the hell.
[ur welcome. Okay well, these two children are coming with Bull. Sorry Rhys and Kazuma, you've been voted off Bloodbath Island.]
Uh, going to put these somewhere. I'll be back. Take a look around.
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[ she reaches out a hand for him when bull ushers him out of the room, but lowers it when she sees where he's going. she figures he'll take care of him just fine. she sighs, walking over to jessie to gingerly help her to her feet. she figured it must have been her who screamed, considering she was the only other woman here. ]
Were they just.. in here like this?
[ she says this with a level of shock. how did no one notice..? wasn't someone patrolling? she'll walk over to maria's body (or what's left of it) to get a good look at.. all of it. she crouches down to get a better look. ]
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[Look at her—now she's covered in blood, some of it even splashed onto her legs and arms from the fall. It comes with wearing such little clothing while exploring. She definitely wishes she'd opted in for more clothes today, but she wears the Rocket "R" with pride.
Her footsteps are shaky, but she's going to walk over to Niles' head once she's picked up the pod hatch she's been carrying with her since the pod room. She wants to throw up, honestly, but Niles...he was fun. She liked him a lot, she wanted to get to know him better.]
They didn't deserve this. Why? Alice told me they'd be alright.
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{ He'll make a clipped, terse comment towards the other much bigger man to assent his agreement. The light-haired male then falls silent as the women begin talking, electing not to say anything as of yet, as he moves further from there. He'll be looking over the room in its entirety where the women aren't looking -- the walls, even the rest of the gorey mess (that are not the heads) if he can find anything that may stick out in particular. }
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And by that, I mean just her torso. Everything that can be hacked off - arms, legs, neck, and so forth - has been hacked off. They're not exactly missing though; there's plenty of body parts strewn all over this side of the room that could explain where they went. A finger here, a forearm under a chair there, a foot by the window, toes scattered around the floor...it almost looks like someone set out to make the world's toughest and grossest jigsaw puzzle out of a human body.
Niles' head is absolutely covered with blood, more so than Maria's. Also it looks like his intestines have been draped around his head and the chair like a gruesome scarf.]
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You know, this seems excessive. Could have just lopped the heads off and been done. This is a show.
[He doesn't have a problem touching body parts, so trying to determine what might be Maria's and what might be Nile's . . . bits.]
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also I forgot to mention that Maria's torso has been bisected straight down the middle.]
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This is vulgar. ...Bull, before we lost Sleeping Not-Beautiful over there, did he tell you about what we found?
[She's going to search the chair and...try to look as little at the intestines as possible. She's going to need a shower soon. Very soon.]
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Nope. Probably better than this if he made it through though.
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It doesn't help he's not sure what he's looking for (but are they all ever?).
He's good at steeling himself, because he's definitely seen Some Shit, but it's not like he's going to be like 'ok this is completely kosher'. If anything, the stench was still horrid and so now his face now was wearing an expression of possible permanent disgust. }
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Coming back to Niles' head, it looks like the eye underneath the eyepatch has magically grown back! Except...were Niles' eyes always that shade of blue? And the eye sure does look loose and unattached to anything. It's almost like someone just shoved a random eye into the socket...careful not to move the head too much, or that eye might just fall onto one of you.
The intestines look like they were ripped out of his torso. There's definitely more of a mauled look to them - there's nothing clean about it at all.]
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I'm leaving. I've had enough of...this. You can all check out the arrival room on your own.
[Don't let them see you cry! With her mission accomplished, she'll do a quick turn around and start walking for the doors of the view port. Are her shoulders shaking? ...No, she's probably just a little unsteady.]
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Looks like they met the wrong end of a Gurgut. Hard to figure out where to look.
[Well, one more sweep around those torsos. Maybe a weapon got left behind or some sort of clue as to who or what ripped them apart. Or someone left that eye around.]
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We'll avenge them -- whatever or whoever did this to them will not be getting off lightly.
{ He'll leave it at that, but honestly, he's tired of looking at Niles' body parts. The man was a lewd fool, but he had done no wrong -- and Maria was just as innocent. They had been both innocent civilians, taken advantage of in their prone state.
He finally rose to his feet, beginning to make his own exit as well. He doesn't think he wishes to linger around here any longer, either.
That and whoever did this may have been lingering around -- it's not like he'd walk Jessie to her room, because he found her presence to be trying, but he wouldn't want to find her (another innocent) dead either. }
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I wonder if they.. felt anything. Since they couldn't move.
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[Guess who's saying that just to make herself feel better?]
There's no way they felt anything.
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[ she's not so sure, but she'll say this for jessie's sake ]
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Woah— Woah there, cupcake, what—
[ Jack starts speaking before he's really even taken in the scene in full, but he ends up looking at Rhys with a raised eyebrow. Clearly, he's okay, since he can see Rhys breathing (good enough), but he's still more than a little taken aback. ]
Wait, did he seriously puke himself unconscious?
[ that's a pretty big surprise, right ]
No, no, nevermind, not important. Damn, someone's greedy... Someone actually bit the dust already?
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Uh. Yeah. About sums it up. Looks like he couldn't handle the . . . eyeful in there. [two drums and a cymbal fall off a cliff.] Two folks that didn't vote got it. Guessing they wanted an example. Or something.
Do you want him? Gotta do something with him.
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...Considering your pause there, I'm gonna guess that was a pun. In which case, nice.
[ The resident dad knows a bad joke when he hears one... There's a moment where he strongly considers just going by Bull to check it out, but with a heavy, disappointed sigh, he steps closer and beckons for Bull to hand him over. ]
Honestly, no, would waaay prefer checking out whatever's goin' on back there, but. Sure. It's my good deed of the day, or something.
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[Dumping Rhys onto Jack. Sorry, pal.]
Tell him he owes me new breeches.
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God- Lay off the friggin' ice cream...
[ That part is mostly muttered to himself, but it's definitely funny enough for Jack to have said it solely for someone to overhear it. He's shifting Rhys's weight more onto his back to carry him reasonably when Bull makes his request, and it comes with a twist of Jack's expression. ]
Oh, oh man, now that you mention it? It's totally everywhere. Gonna say, might as well just burn those and be done with them.
[ It's what Jack will be doing with his own clothes. Blood and guts? That's fine. But he draws a line at vomit, apparently. He shifts Rhys onto his back and sighs pretty heavily, but that's more a sound of adjusting to the carrying deadweight with a metal limb. ]
Well, whatever, I'm off before Sleeping Beauty here breaks my back.