WEEK FIVE

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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (5)

monday - thursday (33) survivors It had been merely a week since the last trial, but you find yourself faced with a new week on The Pygmalion. When you awaken, you will find the handcuff around your wrist gone. 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_

Comments

[toprotecttheworld]

Just because you couldn't do it is no reason to take it out on me! Shame on you for picking on a beautiful lady who's done nothing wrong!

[Aside from listing like all the necessary elements to be a criminal on her profile...and admitting to it...and carrying around a giant snake...and trashing his room.]

If you're just here to annoy me, go away! Why don't you go and bother Elizabeth, I've seen the cute messages you two seem so fond of.

[antagonize]

"Who's done nothing wrong"— Hah! That's hilarious. If being a second-rate pickpocket doesn't work out for you, you can always make a living as a comedian.

[JESSIE HAS DONE MANY THINGS WRONG. But, look. At least he didn't refute the "beautiful lady" part. He doesn't roll like that.]

Because you're here, and Elizabeth is— I don't know. Somewhere. Dead, maybe. [SHUT UP??] She might be as nonexistent as those "cute" messages.

[... Why is he killing Elizabeth off for this conversation. Wow.]

[toprotecttheworld]

Of course I could! I could make a living as a comedian, a magician, a sommelier, a nurse, an ikebana specialist, a hairstylist, the list just goes on and on. There's nothing I'm bad at.

[Team Rocket is seriously overpowered, so the insult just rolls right off of her.]

And don't you dare say Elizabeth is dead! If I weren't proving a point, I'd slap you myself! But don't think I didn't notice! I saw exactly what it was!

[She clears her throat.]

Little Elizabeth, so perfect, so sweet, she pours out all the alcohol she meets. But when I was dealing with your Mankey-sty [pigsty] of a room, I noticed she only turned on your sink and hid your bottles.

[antagonize]

[Okay. But are the insults rolling off her as hard as he's rolling his eyes over here? Probably not!!

... Never mind that her rhyming skills are kind of impressive? What the actual fuck, Jessie.]

It's not my problem if she decided to go soft on me. I didn't ask her to hide them. She did that on her own. Anyone else, anyone smart would have poured those bottles down the drain.

[And the saga of throwing Elizabeth under the bus continues. This is not how you friendship, Jason Todd.]

1/2

[toprotecttheworld]

Don't roll your eyes at me, you delinquent runt, I'm being serious!

[when Jessie dies she's leaving behind an episode summary of every ridiculous job she's pretended to have, okay?!]

2/2 GO TO BED ;A;

[toprotecttheworld]

She didn't decide to "go soft" on you, either! She obviously made a decision that conflicted with her morals. Don't make it all out to be her fault! You're even more awful than I thought you were.