WEEK 0: ALERT

[dropoffs]

WEEK 0 ALERT

emergency detected

 

ALERT: EMERGENCY IN BRIG. LOCKDOWN SEQUENCE FAILED. SYSTEM REBOOT LOCKED, MANUAL REPAIRS NECESSARY TO RESUME FURTHER SHIPWIDE FUNCTION.

LIFE SUPPORT STABLE. CLIMATE CONTROL STABLE.
FUNCTIONALITY WILL RESUME AFTER EMERGENCY ADDRESSED.
WARNING: PROCEED WITH CAUTION

REQUESTING CALLSIGNS:
MIDDLEPART AND TRUSTFALL TO THE BRIG.

It's quiet, this morning, barring the request sent out by the Eudora. Hard to not be, considering the proceedings of yesterday - the loss of two crew members that you had come to know over the past week. The truth, revealed. They're answers, but many surely think that they are unsatisfactory answers. For this reason, Scien has been sequestered off to the brig, both for his safety and the safety of the remaining passengers, but questions can be asked.

Until the morning comes.

It's quiet, this morning. The walls of the Eudora feel looming in the silence, but duty calls. Eunhyuk Lee and Sheba have been requested to investigate the brig. There's nothing to guide them to the stasis bay and brig area except their own feet; no compulsion, no guiding light, just a request from the synthetic AI voice of the ship herself. If others attempt to investigate in their stead, they'll find that they're given no access beyond the area that houses the crew's lockers, but these two individuals can make it through without trouble.

The emergency lights aren't on, but there's a different glow to the area.

It's quiet.

NAVIGATE
LOCATIONS STATUSES PROFILES AUDIENCES REPORTING PRIVATE CONVOS MURDER SUPPLY SHOP COMMS DOSSIER

Comments

INVESTIGATE?

[dropoffs]

[ you're standing in the stasis bay.

where would you like to begin? ]

[uncoincidental]

[hm. well.

sheba is just minding her own business in the mess hall, eating breakfast, when this happens. she isn't compelled to go, but she goes anyway, because this sure as hell doesn't sound good. and if she and eunhyuk are the ones summoned to this, then they have to try something.

so she finds herself in the stasis bay, frowning. the emergency lights aren't on, but that different glow... she scans the area to get a sense for anything that might be obviously out of place here, then tries to track down where the glow is coming from. can she isolate the source of it at all?]

PEANUT GALLERY

[dropoffs]

[ you can't get any further than the stasis bay lockers, which are outside of where the pods are stored, but you can gather here to try and observe or help. ]

[bossbabygirl]

[of fucking course. she just assumes scien is going to be mysteriously dead in his cell to prevent further interrogation and nothing trippier than that, but when she hears the alert, she's getting as close as she can and waiting outside with a frown.]

[satisficing]

[ 🧍‍♂️ ]

[psynchroneyes]

[ here to be fukken nosy ]

What is it now?

[messy]

[hm. pressing her hands to our not-so-invisible barrier.]

Oh, hell, what is it now?

[expiries]

[standing outside the barrier, frowning]

...Naturally something else has happened.

[pyromance]

[ 🧍‍♂️ ]

[rosebleed]

[looking in and trying to stay out of the way. The bow and arrows are strung on her back again.]

[sexyasmieu]

[ running the heck in here ]

Whoa, what's going on!?

[naeddre]

[she also assumed that they were just going to wake up to scien dead but this is a new and horrible development.

she's standing here, watching a little away from the crowd of people...]

[roseoftexas]

[




knocks on the barrier. waits for the mods to tell me if he just absolutely eats shit and dies :amen: ]

[perfectdistance]

[ A hand pressed against the barrier.

No way in. ]

[riverbeans]

Is there anything actually functioning on this ship.

[VIBING UNHAPPILY AT THE LOCKERS IG]

[tombtaker]

[ cool cool cool no doubt no doubt no doubt ]

[teenrebellion]

[ here to bring you a bit of nervous energy ]

What the hell's going on now?

[ and why those two specifically! ]

[discomfort]

Wow!

[frotag]

[ despite not being one of the crew members requested, ichiban still tries to follow eunhyuk and sheba, right up until he walks face first into the barrier. he's stunned for a moment, more out of surprise than anything else, then takes a step back and frowns. he tries banging on the barrier with a couple of good, solid thumps, before just wrinkling his nose, frustrated. ]

So that's how it's gonna be, huh.

[murdergate]

[ this entire ship is being held together by spit and a prayer to an unforgiving god. ]

[applebough]

[ hm. not liking this. she's anxiously drinking water from a water bottle. ]

[inquired]

[ reaching out to gently touch the edge of the staff of judgement against this barrier is temenos, who then takes a step back from it, and frowns. the emotion vibe of "hmmmm" ]

This ship is awfully temperamental. [ Why so specific? ]

[ravenry]

[ extreme dislike

but she's just standing with her hands folded in front of her, frowning. ]

[solesuccess]

[ the most deadeyed expression as he makes his way down where everyone else is. god.

guess we'll add this to the list of junk malfunctioning.

HELLO? ]

DECOMMISSIONING . . .

[dropoffs]

DECOMMISSIONING

EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY, the following crewmate's user data is being sent to the CSS Eudora's backend. All located belongings of the crewmate have been surrendered for safekeeping, unless otherwise indicated, and access to the system has been revoked. Stasis pod disengaged from primary network. Thank you for your service.

SCIEN BROFIISE

STATUS D͠ECO͢M̴MI͡S̢S̵I͟O͞N̵ED

In case whatever shitty puppeteer is out there watching this.
You had best burn this body until nothing is left but ash.
For if even a scrap, an iota, an atom of my consciousness is left behind—
To pay for the sin of making me dance in your hand,
I will regain my godhood for one purpose: to fucking kill you.

❝ mors certa, hora incerta. ❞