WEEK 7 - Investigation

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (7)

friday (?) survivors Friday comes, and with it, another alarm. At 7:00 AM, an upbeat, glitzy song plays, the beat thumping loud enough to feel it course through your veins like a bad high. It gets louder and louder, and you feel like your datapad's speakers might explode, but once it ends, there's complete silence. taken list profiles setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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conference room, 7:10

[breakshot]

[ dammit alice he just got stabbed in the leg by rhyslien why won't you let him Rest

With the datapad already displaying an alert before the announcement went up, Machias had to leave his room anyway. At least if he didn't want a robot carting him out. Oh well, let's have a look around and clean the whiteboard while we're at it. Surely nothing would have happened in here after early Thursday morning. ]

[al2955]

[ Tend to the whiteboard in peace, Machias. It's safe here. ]

[breakshot]

[ g o o d

He's going to tend to it and head straight to the chapel where it's quiet and nothing dead ever turns up in there. Leave him alone, Alice. ]