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WEEK FOUR

the pygmalion. . .

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WEEK (4)

monday - thursday

(33) 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.

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[ look roxy would yell at dave too if he just barged in?

he doesn't have his sword out again just yet, but he does fall into step behind roxy immediately, ready to drag her out of the way if that is a thing that needs to happen because their whole fretting about one another thing is definitely not just one way. ]

Thanks, Allie-oop. Man, I fuckin' hate Mondays.

Better than Fridays around here. Thanks Alice. [And he's following the strilondes right into a room that most definitely is normal and contains nothing horrific. What do they see when all three of them are inside?]

[The cafeteria seems clean at first glance! The only thing noticeable so far is that there seems to be a delicious smell wafting in from the kitchen.]

Ok, Garfield 1 and 2. Tho I agree.

[ well, that's. odd. towards the kitchen, then. ]

What, did someone block the door so they could cook? Yo, anyone in here?

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What, like a surprise cooking party? The fuck.

[ dave overtakes roxy in speed easily enough mostly because. he doesn't trust someone not to jump out at them still. GUESS ALL THREE OF US ARE GONNA CAUTIOUSLY LOOK INTO THE KITCHEN?

please let someone have made them pancakes for a surprise party or smth. ]

Shitty kind of surprise. [there are so many questions he has right now but okay. Are the lights on in the cafeteria and whatever? Not that it matters much since he's...already making his way toward the kitchen. Look he's the oldest and has the least to live for probably and also he's hella curious. That's a bad combo.]

Anything else seem out of place to you two? [Toward the kitchen...he...goes and assuming the other two are following]

[When they enter the kitchen, they'll immediately see that someone prepared a beautifully presented feast for them! What a nice surprise. And oh look, they were even kind enough to paint the walls and floor red with blood.

The centerpiece of the feast is Todd Smith's head, which has been placed upright on a platter with an apple stuffed into his mouth. Next to it is a cutting board upon which his organs and intestines have been neatly piled, as if they were being prepped for chopping. Whoever set this scene appears to have already gotten started, as there's a small bowl of some sort of chopped meat beside the board.

There also seems to be a few things cooking on the stove....]

[ casually tries to speed up to keep pace with her kid and mr older protective guy. fight her, both of you.

actually never mind u two go first because whAT THE FUCK ]

... Welp, this looks a little "out of place", I'd say.

Holy fuck.

[ dave doesn't even have a witty comeback here, paling and immediately stepping closer to roxy. this is

okay holy shit he doesn't even know what this is. he's not going to throw up or faint like other people, but he's blanking on any jokes to make for a second. ]

Ok, I don't want breakfast any more. I am ok with the diet plan of never eating again, but would not recommend this plan to anyone else what the motherfuckin' shit?

[ ok but

he

guesses they need to enter the kitchen.

dave isn't sure where to look first but figures he can go turn off the stove and see wtf is cooking (please be food that is not more of todd, please be food that is not more of todd) ]

[Um. UM???? Oh gods this is. You know. Yeah.]

...he almost looks better that way. [PEOPLE ARE DEAD, LUKE. But he actually can't process what he's seeing because holy fuck about sums it up. With Roxy behind and Dave turning off the stove he's going to check the walls. Just how fresh is this blood? And he's also looking for any kind of weapon because what the hell was used to chop up A PERSON.]

[There's a large pot gently bubbling on the stove, which had been set to a low heat. If Dave opens the lid, he'll see that Todd's limbs have been shoved in forcefully and are now simmering in their own blood. Next to it is a frying pan upon which his eyes, fingers and tongue have been laid out in a resemblance to a pan of eggs and sausages. The stove beneath the pan is cold; it looks like this pan hasn't been cooked. There also seems to be something in the oven.

The blood's pretty fresh; while it's no longer wet, it hasn't dried completely yet either. It looks like there's a trail of it leading towards the wall. There aren't any weapons around aside from the usual kitchen knives and utensils, but all of those are clean and dry and where they belong; it doesn't look like any of them have been used super recently.]

[ LORD... if all the knives and utensils are put away, is there any knives on the tables used for. what they would be used for. does the bowl of chopped meat look like it was cut with knvives? ]

Is it bad I still want some breakfast? [ look listen... ] But holy shit, I don't think I can eat anything that comes out of here again oh my god.

[ dave opens the lid.

DAVE SLAMS THE LID BACK ON THE POT. ]

Do not open the pot oh my fuck do not look in the pot. Or the frying pan. Or...

[ ok he hasn't checked in the oven.

given what is going on outside of the oven, dave is pretty sure he doesn't want to open the oven.

obviously he opens the oven. ]

I hate my life, I hate my life, I hate my life... [ he's muttering at a volume that's kind of hard to hear because it's basically mumbling. ]

[If you tell Luke not to do something, he'll probably do the thing. So yeah. He's examining that trail of blood for a minute before:] Hardcore, Roxy. [And he's moving to look at the frying pan...but he's definitely not trusting the pot jfc.

He'll just hover behind Dave for a sec before crouching to peer into the oven. What's behind door number what-the-fuck?]

[Careful, the oven's still hot. Roasting away in a turkey pan within is a human torso. The center of it has been split open and hollowed out of organs, and it's been arranged in a similar fashion as a roasted turkey.

Also, there's a turkey baster stuck in the butt.]

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[ glances toward the boys and the oven. no. no why. no. ]

Ok, so. So. This is kinda what happened to Niles and Maria right? Who or what the fuck is pulling this shit? Alice?

[ there's

a turkey baster in the butt.

ok.

this is fine.

dave's just going to start laughing. like

what??????????? what. what. this is terrible and gorey and horrible and someone took the time to put something up todd's butt and what??

ok he probably should go get some air or something. ]

Holy fuckin' shit this is so messed up?!

[Goddamnit Dave. But. I mean. Yeah. Luke's a little too startled at first to do much...but then Dave starts laughing...and it's hard for him not to start laughing because what the fuck is wrong with this ship? It's a lot better than screaming and there's nothing funny about this but. Man.]

Maybe it's Alice. Didn't she have to break everybody into a room last week to find Niles and Maria too? "I didn't know." Likely story. [Eh heh....except.] If it was Alice, how'd she do it? And if it wasn't, how'd...whoever get out of here and block the doors?

[Lets close the oven.] This had to've been maybe a couple of hours ago. Blood's not quite dry yet.

[Did I mention the blood trail going towards the wall yet. There's a blood trail going towards the wall.]

[ pats them both on the shoulder. guys, pls. ]

Maybe she secretly has a corporal body. Maybe it's aliens, we are in space? Or shit, maybe it's someone on the ship and they. Idk, maybe they hid and ran when we came in?

[ how is there a blood trail going toward the wall if the wall and floor are painted with blood. should they follow it to the wall. let's go follow it to the wall while the boys have a meltdown. ]

[ dave is still kind of helplessly laughing but will. eventually. stop. he at least will follow roxy when she moves. ]

Sorry, I just...holy fuckin' shit.

[ no ok he's still snickering. ]

[He's still trying to subtly take the lead but he mostly follows Roxy along that blood trail.] You're the only one with the invisibility trick aren't ya? And that cloaking device can't be out to someone yet so unless they're hiding in a cabinet or a hidden door or--[...okay what if he sort of pushes on the wall to check for a hidden door. He'll probably just end up with blood on his hand maybe but worth a shot.]

Or maybe it's the robots.

[Luke won't find a hidden door where the blood stops on the wall, but he will find a hidden vent!]

Ooor they crawled through the vents like creepy cannibalistic molerats.

[ who is living in the vents at night. who is the creepiest on the ship, anyway. actually probably todd? and niles. who. are dead hm. ]

Soooo, do we want to open that and root around inside risking running into a psycho killer, or.

...I mean. We may as well at this point.

[ anything to get out of the kitchen...

he's finally stopped laughing. ]

Although not sure we wanna find them.

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