WEEK 6

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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (6)

monday - thursday (31) 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_

Comments

[bloodbiter]

I say kinder and your first thought is permanent winter?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

That's the only place without spiders, and you also said that.

[bloodbiter]

Why would that be the only place without spiders?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Dragons can't live in the ocean, Adelina. That's just silly.

[/STRAIGHTFACED]

[bloodbiter]

...Of course they can.

[#just canon things]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[... okay, you got him there, he shrugs]

Ooor they can. I was just guessing. Are you sure you don't have ocean spiders, too?

[bloodbiter]

[shrugs]

I know there was once a huge winged crab who could breathe fire lying deep in the ocean... I suppose that spiders would not be any stranger.

[that's normal, right]

i forgot about this thread with all the drama tbh

[monsieurchatastrophe]

...Why was it living the ocean if it could breathe fire?

[this is what adrien gets hung up on]

[bloodbiter]

Maybe it preferred the water?

[she doesn't know ask the primordial crab monster???]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

That's kind of weird.

[BUT THE GIANT CRAB ITSELF ISN'T?]

[bloodbiter]

I suppose. It was killed hundreds of years ago, so not much is known about it.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[honestly the way she talks about everything he totally expected her to have killed it]

So... there's not any more like it?

[bloodbiter]

No, I don't think so. The ones that live that deep in the ocean are more unique than the typical sort we deal with on a daily basis.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

The typical sort... Of. Giant crab monster?

[bloodbiter]

[laughs]

No - no, the typical sort of monster. Not the giant crab sort.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Oh-- good! I was worried there for a second. You'd need more than just an army to take care of that many giant crab monsters.

[bloodbiter]

You would think so, I can't imagine it would be any harder than slaying dragons. I was in that cave for weeks before I figured out a way to take care of just one.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

How did you take care of it? You didn't say.

[a...lso... weeks???????]

[bloodbiter]

Oh, I killed her. I stabbed her in the neck while she was distracted with something else.

[it's A LONG STORY okay]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

...That'd do it.

[listen he isn't sure if that's cool or terrifying or both, but he is leaning towards both]

[bloodbiter]

Is something amiss?

[why is he surprised?? he fought a dragon too surely he ended up murdering it??]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

No. Well. You said it took you weeks, so I kind of thought the defeating part would be a bit longer than that.

[also yes sure adrien absolutely killed the dragon and didn't ride along on it like they were on a magic carpet ride. yep definitely murder]

[bloodbiter]

Oh. Well...

[how to explain this easily]

Well, first she kidnapped me, and every time I tried to leave when she was sleeping she was too easily roused. I finally managed to escape after wounding her, but then she was more determined than I had imagined and followed me to bring me back. At that point I had little choice.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Why did she... Oh, because you're a princess.

[adrien don't just accept fairy tale logic like that i don't care that you're a magical girl]

[bloodbiter]

[dismantles his fairy tale logic for him]

Er, no, because I was the first person she happened to come across. She wasn't particularly picky, just lonely, as they typically are.