WEEK 8

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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (8)

monday - thursday (23) 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_

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[bloodteller]

all through out monday, kitchen & cafeteria

[ let's be realistic. what you're here for is the smell of fresh baked cookies that's been wafting out of the community cafeteria since mid-morning. entering the cafeteria reveals that... someone is stress baking, probably. or they just really like making cupcakes, cupcakes and more cupcakes. they're all laid out like a cute tea party. but what about the cookies?, you might insist. got you covered. maybe you're aware of how long yuno's been baking up a storm in here; it's not like it's been hard to miss her. she's been awake since 7am, and it since then.

but for now, you might catch her placing another batch of baked goods down, or in the kitchen washing up the mess she's made. she's here all day; from morning till early evening. ]

late wednesday evening, viewport

[ okay, so maybe you're one of those nerds who doesn't like sweets. fine. whatever. got a prompt for you, too. hope you like BOXES

yuno has taped an empty box up from the storage, and written on it. it reads "yuno's house" in a bubbly hand, decorated with hearts with arrows through them. to the opposite side, if you're so inclined to check, is "yuno's happy ending." the absolutely massive box is situated on the floor, and yuno has cut a hole out of the front, just big enough for her to peer through. she's watching the stars.

strangeness aside, it's a big box. guess she wants a mansion for a home, some day?

wednesday

[douchemag]

[Huh. He can't decide if this is kind of cute or really sad.

...oh wait, he's an asshole, it's sad. Hope you enjoy your lovely view of the stars being suddenly blocked off by this jerk's face hovering right above you, Yuno.]

So...your happy ending is living in a giant box?

[bloodteller]

No.

[ her voice is soft and honest -- yuno sniffles, and maybe it's a clue that's been crying, or maybe it's a clue that she's catching cold.

but his words make her crack a smile. whether or not judar is joking, she isn't sure. how literally he takes it, an attempt at cobbling together some kind of representation of a happy life for herself; it just seems so comical. judar's probably come to pick on her, she realizes, but that's not so bad anymore. he's an idiot, but he's been nothing but kind to her, in his own way, so she only answers bluntly.

she pushes forward with her response only once she's lowered her head. ]

It's a house... my house.

[ surely he's played pretend before, right? even judar's an old man by now, he has to have been a child at some point. she's only fifteen, so something as simple as a box tossed over her head can still function as some kind of illusion. ]

...You can come visit if you want.

[ she made sure to pick the one big enough for two; judar's not the one she wants beside her, but she wouldn't object. ]

[douchemag]

[Oh god no, he did not ask for this? He just wanted to poke fun at her, and all of a sudden there are emotions. This would normally be the point where he'd immediately fly off, but...well, he does owe her for standing up for him during the last trial. He might be a spoiled, selfish, arrogant prick, but he's not ungrateful.

As for playing pretend...ha. Not really a lot of chances for that when your childhood - well, he doesn't like to think about that so he's going to brush that thought aside before it even lands. Still, maybe it's the pure simplicity of the sight that speaks to the child he is now, the idea that someone could sit in a cardboard box and pretend it's their fantasy dream world. Maybe it's the fact that none of them have seen their homes for two months now and even just a box is better than nothing. Or maybe he's just bored.

Either way, he'll enter the box with her and land, actually sitting down on the ground for once.]

Budge over. [He pauses.] And stop crying, or I'm gonna draw dicks all over the walls of your perfect house.

[Well, he tried. Give him a gold star please.]

monday COOKIES idk before noon

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[i can't believe it took this long for me to finally get to show Adrien looking stupidly excited about baked goods yet here it is, eight weeks in, Adrien "Toucan Sam" Agreste, following his nose to cupcake heaven.

also these may look and smell delicious but like THAT'S... THAT'S A LOT]

Yuno...? Are you planning a bake sale?

[the fuck is she selling for adrien]

[bloodteller]

Good morning. Or is it afternoon already? [ she's not sure, but she feels like people are around more after ten or so... ]

It's not a bake sale. [ does anyone even have something to sell here ] ...We always start the week off after the... stuff the night before, so I thought people might like it if there was something nice to wake up to.

[ not to mention she hasn't been able to show off her mad cooking skills?? these are some top notch sweets, my dude ] So you can take whatever you want. Just don't eat so much you get sick, that would feel gross.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

It's still morning. How long have you been at it?

[it's not accusatory at all and mostly curious, and the explanation for why def makes him smile]

That's really thoughtful of you, Yuno. [he immediately grabs one because listen do you know how often he is allowed to eat real baked goods. not nearly often enough!!!! which shows because he is immediately taking a bite adrien omfg] I'll try to resist temptation but-- these are great!

monday, late afternoon

[chiseler]

[He'd purposefully waited until after lunch to make sure to avoid as many people as possible, but somehow that doesn't work considering there's....a lot of baked goods going on. He pauses for a moment, looking them over with a small hint of surprise before he continues moving and eventually finds that all of this probably belongs to Yuno.]

Expecting company or what? [Don'tjokeaboutalienbabiesdon'tjokeaboutalienbabies....]

[bloodteller]

Company is all I'm surrounded by, isn't it? [ kind of hard to catch a moment alone in this place, and it seems like if you do, you might pay for it. ]

It was a good way to spend my time. I'll probably make more so there's some through out the week. Help yourself!

[ luke's assessment is right though; she's piping on a dollop of frosting onto a cupcake, as pristine as she can make it. it's placed next to the rest of the set. ]

[chiseler]

[Please don't be alone with people, Yuno, he actually likes her enough that he'd be concerned with that possibility. Despite that, he's more interested in what she's doing than actually eating just yet.]

This is probably one of the most normal things I've ever seen anyone do on this ship. [There's a slight grin that's probably a "thank you" for the offer even if he's not acting on it yet.] You could probably make a lot of people happy with these. Better than space cubes, right?

monday, mid-morning

[todorable]

[it probably says something that baked goods in the kitchen feels a lot more out of place than dead bodies or parts thereof. but while guts may be higher in protein, adorable baked goods are much higher in cuteness and delicious scents]

What's with the pop-up bakery? ...Did you make all these?

[bloodteller]

[ it's true, honestly. she should probably feel a lot more uncomfortable with being in here considering it's where a murder just took place, too, but yuno's either stupid or just doesn't care. ]

Pop-up ba... I made them all, yeah. You can have some, if you want any.

[todorable]

[hopefully she sanitized her pans, first]

Really? They look really good... What's the occasion?

wednesday evening; viewport

[thanatosincarnate]

{ Arumat's definitely going to be around here at that time, actually -- he makes a habit out of watching the stars himself. His eyes even carefully land on the box, and he withholds a sigh. He cannot fault someone young wanting a safe haven-- granted it seems like it was simple it doesn't mean it should be scoffed at. }

The design is well-done. Did it take you long to put this together?

[bloodteller]

[ The sound of someone else's voice makes her jump a little, and the box shifts, just slightly. It scuffles along the floor an inch or two out of surprise. ]

...Thanks. I... I guess it took me about an hour at the most, but I was slow about it. I made sure it was lined up well before taping it up.

[ you know how it is when you make the physical personification of your dreams to cope with loneliness, right ]

[thanatosincarnate]

{ He especially likes the style of text, though if he's thinking over the design seriously.

Also, Yuno, that's sad. }

It is no issue. { ... } What brought on the thought to build this? Our circumstances?

wednesday!!

[missmaladroite]

[Generally speaking, Yuno freaks her out, but this is downright odd. A box that says "Yuno's House"? Is this her version of playing with barbies or something? What about Yuno's Happy Ending? This makes no sense]

Er-- Were you trying to make a toy version of your house...?

[Because it kind of just looks like a box to her]

[bloodteller]

[ well. yes, but also no. it's not a toy, but it's definitely some kind of play version of her house. ]

It's... It's my dream for the future.

[ oh, but she knows how that sounds as soon as she says it. ] Not the box. I don't want to live in a box, but. I want my own house, some day.

[missmaladroite]

[Yuno's barbie dreamhouse adventure... low budget!]

I guess the box is the best you can do with these kind of materials.... but I can see it. A big house?

monday, late afternoon...........time to finally get cr w/ yuno

[antagonize]

[Good thing he's valuable this week because, honestly? Someone could totally lure him to his death with food. Maybe. Possibly. Well, it's pretty darn likely. He's following the scent and then stopping at the kitchen door, carefully raising an eyebrow.]

... If you're planning on feeding the whole ship, I think you have enough for that already.

[Someone's going to end pocketing like, half of these. It won't be him. But, you know. Stealing is apparently okay in this place.]

YOU BEAT ME i'm gonna get you still

[bloodteller]

The whole ship? Including the aliens? [ i mean. really, considering who jason todd is on the ship, can you blame her for making the joke? she doesn't laugh, though. ]

You're gonna have to protect the bounty if they show up.

[ also, she totally wouldn't stop him from taking a good amount. the dude who lost an eye protecting the ship totally deserves a few extra cookies. ]

[antagonize]

Nah. Not including the aliens. If they came around sniffing for food, I don't think it'd be for baked sweets.

[Remember Todd Soup... Though, he's been hearing jokes about the aliens since Friday at the very least. It's fine. She's excused.]

If this is the bounty, is there a reward? Helping kill body snatching aliens is hard work, after all.

[Let him have a tray. Let him hoard the cookies. Let him ruin his appetite for dinner like a 12-year-old.]

monday morning

[antietam]

[ He just wanted some breakfast, but he ends up following the scent of cookies without really thinking about it. He should be wary of Yuno based on observations, but... cookies. ]

They're shaped like bears. [ He looks amazed. ]

[bloodteller]

Yep! It was fun cutting the shape out. [ of course, yuno has no idea anyone has a less than neutral opinion of her so it's all smiles from her end. ]

Do you like bears? I like the cartoon ones, but real life bears... they're kind of scary.

[antietam]

[ yel..... ]

I've never seen a bear in real life. Guess it's good we're in space, right? [ He's looking at everything now. ]

Are you an artist, miss? I've never seen treats like this before.