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]

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!

[bloodteller]

...Um. [ she looks down at the table... full of sweets... okay, maybe this is over kill. ]

It doesn't really matter how long I've been doing it as long as it's good! [ the genuine truth, here. one of the few things she's good at: cooking well enough to impress people, hopefully it'll be a distraction from all the, you know, DEATH... as much as she wants to get home, she can't help but feel like this is the right thing to do, too. ]

Thanks. You know, if you'd told me you liked things like this, I would have made some sooner!

[monsieurchatastrophe]

It is good, but don't exhaust yourself. [he's pretty surprised when she says she'd have baked for him, though. he didn't think they were that close that his sweet tooth would affect her baking decisions. speaking of, though:]

Then it's probably a good thing I didn't. I don't know how I'd resist eating more than my weight in sweets if they'd been available this whole time.

[i mean he could ask the robot but it's different with that and a giant spread tbh...]

[bloodteller]

They are. [ bad idea to tell him, she imagines, but yuno lives on the edge ] The robots will bring you candy crusted brownies if you ask for them. Cookies and stuff, too. They taste more like they're from the market, though.

[ which, hey. is still better than nothing. ]

I'll keep it to Mondays, then. [ a cursory glance to the table full of fuckin baked goods, what is her life ] ...Just maybe not in such a large batch next time. You gotta stay fit while you're here. Everyone does!

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Oh, I know, but it's easier to resist when I can't see them.

[he looks at the entire kitchen of baked goods and reminds himself No, he can't eat All The Cupcakes]

I have to stay fit even when I'm not here. [it's said with a bit of a laugh, though] Maybe stick to making one for everyone? That'll be good enough.

[bloodteller]

HJudar might steal whole bunch and hide them in his hair, though.

[ i mean it's a joke but also she... can totally see him doing that? gross ] Maybe Dave, too. Not in his hair, though. He doesn't have magic puffing it up.

...Significantly less probably would still do the trick, though. It's a good thing there's a gym on the ship, or else we'd all be in trouble. [ how do you run from your imminent death when you're out of shape tbh ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

If Judar puts them all in his hair, he's going to forget they're there and end up with crumbs forever. [adrien's opinion of judar's intelligence is so low and also lbr IT COULD HAPPEN] But Dave has that weird... hammer space going on with his sylladex, so you should definitely keep an eye out for him around them.

[he laughs a bit at the gym comment but nods seriously] Without that gym, we'd have to make up our own training regimen somehow just to keep up, and I don't know what we'd do. Run laps around the ship, maybe?

[bloodteller]

[ see? dave is a menace to society. he could steal this entire table right now. judar is a good bean ]

Around the ship... that sounds kind of fun. Do you want to do it? Maybe we could make it a race with all of us!

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Sure! That'll be a good way to work off all these sweets. [he sounds genuinely into the concept because, listen, so long as he doesn't have to do it in heels.....] We can try asking around who'd want to race with us. [a beat] I'd say winner gets more cupcakes, but Dave cheats.

[bloodteller]

Wouldn't I be the one making cupcakes anyway...? [ but hey, incentive is good. she poses the question with a pleasant tone and a smile. ]

But I don't play fair all the time, either. Would you be up for the challenge?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[he thinks about that for a second] Well, obviously you can pick what you get if you win. [and then he grins, all competitive flair] I'm always up for any challenge anyone can throw at me. Are you gonna be up for it?

[bloodteller]

Hmm...

[ oh man, are these kids gonna bait each other. they totally are ]

That depends! Are you a sore loser?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

What? Of course not. [mock bows] As a gentleman, I'm gracious in everything I do. [he says, bragging. then he adds with a cheeky wink:] Especially winning.

[bloodteller]

It's so fun how confident you are! It'll be even more fun when I see the look on your face when you lose.

[ but she bends meet his gaze, her arms sticking out behind her ] I'm pretty sneaky when I want to be.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[he straightens up with a laugh] You'll need to be more than " pretty sneaky" to get one up on me. [and because otherwise THEY WILL DO THIS ALL DAY] But there's still anyone else we can rope into this.

[bloodteller]

Right! Maybe we should put it up on the bulletin board? Winner gets to decide the next batch of cupcake flavors.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[beams]

Yes! That's a great idea. The cupcake races! [IT'S LIKE A REAL SPORT (no) ]