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WEEK THREE - Retirement

the pygmalion. . .

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WEEK (3)

sunday EXECUTION

(34) 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.

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[Before the doors unlock tonight, Alice has one last announcement to make.]

It appears that one of our players has not voted. As always, abstaining from votes will no longer be tolerated.

[Abruptly, Todd Smith stiffens and falls over, his bodies apparently paralyzed and locked into place. A robot comes in and carries him out; the only signs that he's still alive is his eyes that are darting around frantically.]

You shall be put back into stasis until you learn how to properly behave and follow the rules. Good night to you all.

[Well, fuck. Great.]

Alice, I hope we won't find him decorating the walls later this week. Or if we do, not in the parlor, please.

Better the parlor than, like, the kitchen. Get dude guts in our food.

Oh, yes, good point. Not the kitchen, either. I suppose I wouldn't mind as much if it was the holding cells, I can't imagine we'll be spending any more time down there.

But only as a last resort, my preference would be no Todd scavenger hunt at all.

Don't tell me. One of us is going to have to watch that blasted pod room, aren't we?

Don't look at me. My boots shall never recover from the last time around.

Don't look at me, either! I've done enough helping out to damage my villainous reputation. It's someone else's turn to be a goody-goody.

Ah, but what about my reputation as a layabout with excellent taste in boots?

I don't know. Do you have excellent taste in boots?

[Wow. Feigning a pain to his heart.]

You wound me! These are hardly my best pair, but I would stay they nonetheless deserve at least a little recognition.

We can do it in shifts?

Ergh. I suppose. I don't know that I'd want to be present for, well, whatever was done to them.

I, um, I can handle it, monsieur Dorian. You don't have to.

[Oh, hell no.]

That's very considerate of you, but I think it might be better to discuss who ought to check in on the pods as a group.

[look she's a superhero it's her job!!!]

Trading shifts? That would be a good idea - like a rotating watch.

[Yes, okay, well you don't seem like the type of superhero to deal with that much gore.]

Something like that. Though if there's a repeat of last week, it may be best to leave it to those with some relevant experience.

[you don't know maybe the cute french cartoon will go Grimdark someday.]

[She grimaces, because she knows where this is going, but she's not currently Ladybug and somehow still under the delusion that Not Everyone Knows She's Ladybug]

I'll-- ask a friend.

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[UGH, JESSIE]

I'll take care of it.

Oh, good idea! Finally some easy hero work even you can handle, Henriette.

It's Marinette! And as if I'd trust a slimy woman like you do it!

With that attitude, you're not going to be a hero much longer. Maybe with all that negativity you'll make a fine villain someday.

What about you? Playing with your snake in the ballpit and running patrols, are you playing at being a hero yourself?

Wha...how dare you?! Arbok and I weren't playing, he...pulled me in, and I couldn't get out! It was fitness training! He was practicing a new move! You weren't supposed to see that!

[FINALLY MARINETTE HAS THE UPPER HAND]

I heard you cooing to it.

Not so tough now, are you?

Of course I'm tough! In fact, I'm...I'm going to commit a lot of evil this week, I'll have you know!