WEEK 8 - Execution

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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (7)

sunday EXECUTION (22) survivors As voting comes to an end, a song filters in played so loud that it becomes distored and fragmented. If a participant checks their datapad, they will see the the victim and suspect chosen by majority's pictures displayed. If they attempt to scroll, they will see a list of characters and their votes in alphabetical order.

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[socloverit]

Cool.

[damn clover say thank you for once in your life

anyway she definitely needs a minute to configure how she's gonna carry her sick new laser scythe and her meat cleaver out of here. what have we done.]

[toprotecttheworld]

Do you need a hand, Clover?

[She's got a lot to carry.]

I won't steal one, I promise.

[socloverit]

[Even before Jessie makes that disclaimer, Clover's shifting to figure out how to best hold everything so she can safely offer the meat cleaver out to her. Of course Jessie won't steal anything. Clover doesn't hesitate because she doesn't need to.]

Thank you.

[toprotecttheworld]

I'm right behind you.

[She stuffs Scarface's letter to her in her pocket (still not wearing the Rocket uniform today), and accepts the meat cleaver. The weight of a weapon doesn't feel right in her hands (her weapon slithers next to her), but escorting someone back to their room is more important than that.]