WEEK 7 - Investigation

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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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[chiseler]

[There's a crooked, thoughtful smile then as he glances back at the kitchen before looking back at Adelina. Something's not right with this scenario (as usual) but now it's become a more dangerous game of "is it one of us or an alien."]

Think we've got it covered...though you might wanna check out the rest of your embroidery supplies just in case. [He turns as well, gesturing for Adelina to follow so they can enter the main hall. Clearly it's time for him to print more dildos to block up the vents.]

[bloodbiter]

Ah, you're correct, it would be a good idea to look. I suppose I should start keeping them in my room from now on.

[following luke again! off on another adventure, or something]