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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[refactor]

Yeah, that's what I figured, at least. Would've started on this week, but, eh.

[ Jack doesn't elaborate, but it's not really hard to guess. Even Jack, pinnacle of stubbornness, was really too injured to actually work on it. But he's getting better. Or just bored. Either way, now his new hand is definitely going to include some kind of weapon, so that's pretty sweet.

Though luckily, instead of shifting the conversation to what kind of weapon he should put in it, they should actually, like. Investigate. Jack steps up to the printer and touches the printing area first to see how warm it is, but after that, he'll start tapping at the display to see if he can get any more information. ]

Probably more dicks.

[ he's just saying ]

[al2955]

[ The printing area is cool to the touch. As for the display, checking the history yields nothing. On the other hand, tapping the print button pulls up a picture of something called

Test Model.

Judging by all the notes on the display image, it's probably used to plug some holes, if you catch my drift. ]