WEEK 8 - Investigation

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

friday (?) survivors Friday comes, and with it, another alarm. At 6:00 AM, a melancholy little song plays, a woman singing her heart out on piano. It's actually rather quiet this time, only reaching crescendos on especially high notes — enough to wake you up, though. Tentatively, you leave your safe haven. taken list profiles setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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snooze alarm.

[erythristic]

[Alice this is not the time living beings need to be awake.

literally walks two inches out of her room and just goes back inside. not now. dead bodies will be dead in two hours still.]

medbay, 6am

[breakshot]

[ Well, here we are. Machias is normally an early riser what with academy life and the fact Neithardt's long lost alien relative bangs down his door if he's even late for his routine. But fortunately with his leg healing and with a new routine with looking out for the medical wing meant things would have to be changed up a bit.

All right, let's do the inventory, starting with medical equipment. Who's messing around the medbay today? ]

gym, 6am(ish)

[refactor]

[ See, Jack may be an early riser but not this early. He had, what, thirty more minutes to sleep? As he emerges from his unit, there's a long, protracted, half-yelling so that Alice can hear it: ]

Ohhhhh my god, seriously fuck whoever is murdering this goddamn early! I'll kill the bastard myself!

[ ha ha joking

probably

But since he's up, might as well just stick to his normal routine, so Jack is heading to the gym, should anyone wish to join! ]

weapons locker, 6am

[baptizer]

[ PAJAMAS. Sleepiness! Bed hair! Elizabeth had ventured out and the first thing on her mind is getting to the weapon's locker. There's no doubt that there's a high chance something could be wrong here. At the very least, something could be missing. She pulled herself away from the bed fearfully, but still attentive.

She still keeps herself on guard, clutching a pair of scissors in her hand.... you know, just in case.

When she reaches the weapon's room, she lets out a long yawn before trying to pry her eyes open and scan the area for anything noticeable - like missing weapons. ]

cafeteria, 6 am

[allout]

[ ugh. it's stupid o'clock for minako, but that music has her up and at 'em anyway. it's definitely too early for her to properly function, but at least food is an option for her to head towards.

well, that and the possibility of a dead body. join her for possible corpses and eggs, anyone? ]

cold storage, 6amish

[muties]

[ she nearly stayed in bed. she nearly dead. but through willpower forcibly fell off the top bunk to make her lazy ass get up and look for dead bodies or evidence or whatever. someone be proud of her or something.

in her pajamas she's fly over to check the cold storage for dead bodies and ice cream. which will she find, if either. ]

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[Looks like a syringe is missing again.]

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[Gym looks untouched. Go work that body, Jack.]

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[Looks like all the weapons are still there.]

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[No body in the cafeteria, thank goodness! She's free to whip up some breakfast.]

[refactor]

[ Thank you, mysterious voice, he absolutely will. Murder will not stop the pursuit of his Hot Bod (tm) ]

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[No dead bodies, but go nuts on that ice cream for breakfast.]

archives, 6am

[bloodbiter]

[please say nobody murdered anyone in the library]

[breakshot]

[ Machias takes ONE look at that drawer, eyebrow twitching and briefly wondering if he counted correctly, and finally sighs forcefully. ]

You're kidding.

[ HE WISHES he could say he's surprised but he isn't. He really isn't. Time to check the cabinets then. He's going to rifle through each of them just in case our killer decided to make off with more medical equipment... or pills. ]

[baptizer]

[ Thanks for not copping out with a keyblade death, guys. ]

[muties]

[ breakfast of champions ]

gardens, 6:10am

[chiseler]

[6am sure is too early for this, or it would be if Luke wasn't wide away. The alarm's annoying and he doesn't get how people can sleep through this, so he's heading out of his room to get the thing to shut up. And hey, since he's up, let's just…head out to the garden. Anything going on there or can he sulk in peace?]

Biolab, 6AM ish

[thatbites]

[Fine, she will look around if it will stop the damn alarm!! This sleep deprived teenager will check out the creepiest place imaginable at 6 in the morning.

No one better have touched Rhys' babies.]

robobay, 6:15ish

[todorable]

[Things that are shit: alarms at 6AM, give us 6:30 at least, christ

But then in the time it takes to curse and to turn off the alarm, he's already gotten up, and then he has to pee, and then he remembers it's Murder Christmas, so may as well go see if Black Santa decided to drown someone in dildos]

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[Professor Plum was bashed over the head in the library with a candlestick.

But no, nothing seems to really stand out.]

[allout]

[ no cadaver bacon? lame. ]

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[Emily is braver than anyone else here, txt it.

All of Rhys' babies are right where they belong. Doesn't look like anyone's been messing around here.]

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[Nope, no one took away Totty's role as Dildo Santa. Robobay looks untouched.]

LOWER LEVEL HALLWAY - 8AM

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[It's been two hours and the damn alarm still hasn't stopped ringing. That said, looks like something's changed slightly.

If you're downstairs in the hallway outside the biolab, you may feel something dripping on your head....]

[todorable]

[excellent, he's ready for the cradle cosplay contest

he'll peek in the engineering bay too, since it's right there]