[ i didn't get the notifs for this i'm losing my mind ]
It's - what? [ she goes from looking at the bed, although she hadn't approached anything yet, to look at shu. and then pivots afterwards to point her nocked arrow in the direction kazuki comes scampering from. ] Gods, what, are you alright Kazuki?
[ the pole for hangers in the closet twitches, a few fleshy tendrils pulsing before pressing back together to resume its mimicry attempt. ]
[ she advances on the desk, before poking at it with the end of her arrow. it makes the expected noise of something sharp and firm tapping against wood, before she goes to tap on the drawer. it squishes and spasms at being poked by a pointy object. ]
... I see. The rest of the ship isn't like this, and the door is metal still, so I'm going to say we weren't eaten alive.
Is the other desk, the bed, the second closet... are they all trying to pretend to be something they aren't?
It's more like the room is just... partially overtaken by something. Which is weird enough as is, but it's been six weeks and I don't think anywhere else is like this. At least, as far as I know.
[ he will tap the bed with the end of his knife and also his knuckles to see if there's any difference. does it squish? ]
By what? And how? This room's been locked since we got here, so if something got in, it's been there. Does Nut & Bolt not bother with inspections?
[ local normie doesn't understand what the fuck is going on
...
he will. carefully poke the other desk with the crowbar - top of it, then the drawer handles, then drawers themselves. he doesn't want to touch it with his actual hands now, even if he is wearing gloves. ]
No, I don't think anywhere else is... though now I expect that I'll have to send the other officers out to their regular haunts to investigate whether there's anything we've missed.
[ hateful. she's drawn her bow properly in case she needs to shoot anything.
the bed reacts normally, dipping under pressure but not squishing. a bit of dust poofs off when he pulls his hand back. the pillow twitches nearby, though.
the top of the other desk squishes slightly, pulsing at the touch. its drawers also squish inwards at being poked, rather than just one of them being affected. some tendrils - wound together to look solid - flex, then coil tightly again so that it looks like. just a desk. ]
it... squeals, spasming and spurting out a very viscous, slightly translucent, reddish pus. luckily shu has moved away and neither kazuki nor adrastea are that close to it as the tendrils unfurl into a weird mound of flesh with an arrow sticking out of it. ]
Out. We can discuss the logistics and how to bar the door back up again outside of this nightmare room.
[ well he doesn't need to be told twice. he'll snap a picture of it if he can, but otherwise he sure is out of there. ]
Could push something in front of the door for now -- although the fact those things can move might not help with that in the long run. Did you guys even manage to get that broken door from the first week here fixed?
[ if he wasn't already back in the hall, the way it reacts to being shot definitely would've made him leave already. he wants to be as far away from this as physically possible, thanks. ]
Is there a way to get it locked back up so it doesn't have a way to escape? Or at least - would any of the other officers be better equipped to look into whatever that is? Maybe Thebe-san, since she's the science officer?
[ shu may take pics of the room, yes, but adrastea is happy to back out of the room while nocking another arrow, just in case. nothing tries to attack them as the meat pillow dies on the bed, at least. ]
No, considering that one's lodged in the ceiling. We haven't really bothered with it, to be frank, since it's not particularly important.
[ she kicks the door, to nudge it towards closing. ]
We can at least send a couple of officers in to collect samples and try to bar the door shut - Thebe might not love the idea of a room full of flesh trying to pretend at being furniture. She has a bit of an alien phobia.
I think blocking it back up's a good idea. I wouldn't have been too bothered, if the pillow hadn't started moving. I really don't want to wake up to find a wardrobe outside trying to break in.
Someone else can do it, then. We just need to make sure it can't get into anything else.
Whatever that thing is, I don't like that it's so close to where we're supposed to be sleeping. Shouldn't we warn everyone else about this, just in case?
Sometimes you get kidnapped into space and have a fear of it. One of the boys can go in. [ cal, gan, or io. she'll throw them on the chopping block. ]
But I think giving everyone a head's up is a good idea. [ only when the door is shut again does she seem slightly less on guard, because now she's going to set the bow down and pull her I.R.I.S. up to the multicolored officers chat. ]
We can weld it shut, maybe. We have tools in the cargo bay that might work, or can borrow something from the Volk just to lean on better safe than sorry.
... That how they ended up here? [ because if so, kidnapping seems to be a Thing. ] Well, I guess it's not really my place to ask someone else about their phobias.
[ ... nts. tag char again. where did my audience time go, cries. ]
We can HER-MES it, or do a group message. I don't think anyone's going to try and bust in there again-- hopefully. Welding sounds like a good idea, but if we need to get in again for any reason. Like torching the place to the ground. Then we'll be screwed.
Well, none of us remember signing up for the winter tour - despite saying we did. Our memories are fairly faulty, but we've gotten to the point where we remember being in a similar situation to you.
So, kidnapped to space.
[ nyeh, anyways. ]
I'll see what the other officers think about it, and we'll go from there. Maybe we can find some detonators or something that we can plant in case we need to blow it to hell.
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ew. ]
... The closet is breathing.
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What the fuck! Why is it like that?! What the hell is with this place?!
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It's - what? [ she goes from looking at the bed, although she hadn't approached anything yet, to look at shu. and then pivots afterwards to point her nocked arrow in the direction kazuki comes scampering from. ] Gods, what, are you alright Kazuki?
[ the pole for hangers in the closet twitches, a few fleshy tendrils pulsing before pressing back together to resume its mimicry attempt. ]
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Breathing.
[ he’s just watching the closet walls move in and out slightly, until kazuki freaks out and draws his attention. ]
It’s mimicking a normal room, but — it feels fleshy.
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What he said. The desk is... [ he really doesn't want to say it, it's so gross. ] Please tell me we weren't eaten alive somehow.
[ wtf!! ]
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... I see. The rest of the ship isn't like this, and the door is metal still, so I'm going to say we weren't eaten alive.
Is the other desk, the bed, the second closet... are they all trying to pretend to be something they aren't?
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[ he will tap the bed with the end of his knife and also his knuckles to see if there's any difference. does it squish? ]
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[ local normie doesn't understand what the fuck is going on
...
he will. carefully poke the other desk with the crowbar - top of it, then the drawer handles, then drawers themselves. he doesn't want to touch it with his actual hands now, even if he is wearing gloves. ]
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[ hateful. she's drawn her bow properly in case she needs to shoot anything.
the bed reacts normally, dipping under pressure but not squishing. a bit of dust poofs off when he pulls his hand back. the pillow twitches nearby, though.
the top of the other desk squishes slightly, pulsing at the touch. its drawers also squish inwards at being poked, rather than just one of them being affected. some tendrils - wound together to look solid - flex, then coil tightly again so that it looks like. just a desk. ]
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The fact it's just been in here the whole time -- we don't know if this has been a slow process or whether the room just changed and shut itself down.
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Looks like this whole thing is... like that.
[ gross. about those tendrils, though - they wouldn't happen to look similar to the ones we saw last week, would they? ]
If it hasn't taken over everything, then maybe it's slower. Wouldn't it be moving into other rooms by now if it weren't?
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[ the pillow twitches again, shifting slightly towards shu. hewwo.
it's hard to tell, since getting a look at the tendrils was really difficult last week. there's a chance that they are, though. ]
You are right, though. I think it would've reached at least 018 if it was able to spread further. We should probably lock this back up for now.
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... Yeah. Although I have a feeling that might not be as secure as we want it to be.
[ you ever suddenly real glad that your room is halfway down the corridor? shu is. ]
...
The pillow's moving towards me.
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[ does he even want to know? kazuki is SO glad their room is down the hall, jesus christ. ]
Toward you?
[ yea no he can't deal with that. he's backing up toward the door. ]
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it... squeals, spasming and spurting out a very viscous, slightly translucent, reddish pus. luckily shu has moved away and neither kazuki nor adrastea are that close to it as the tendrils unfurl into a weird mound of flesh with an arrow sticking out of it. ]
Out. We can discuss the logistics and how to bar the door back up again outside of this nightmare room.
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Could push something in front of the door for now -- although the fact those things can move might not help with that in the long run. Did you guys even manage to get that broken door from the first week here fixed?
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Is there a way to get it locked back up so it doesn't have a way to escape? Or at least - would any of the other officers be better equipped to look into whatever that is? Maybe Thebe-san, since she's the science officer?
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No, considering that one's lodged in the ceiling. We haven't really bothered with it, to be frank, since it's not particularly important.
[ she kicks the door, to nudge it towards closing. ]
We can at least send a couple of officers in to collect samples and try to bar the door shut - Thebe might not love the idea of a room full of flesh trying to pretend at being furniture. She has a bit of an alien phobia.
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[ but he nods. ]
I think blocking it back up's a good idea. I wouldn't have been too bothered, if the pillow hadn't started moving. I really don't want to wake up to find a wardrobe outside trying to break in.
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Whatever that thing is, I don't like that it's so close to where we're supposed to be sleeping. Shouldn't we warn everyone else about this, just in case?
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But I think giving everyone a head's up is a good idea. [ only when the door is shut again does she seem slightly less on guard, because now she's going to set the bow down and pull her I.R.I.S. up to the multicolored officers chat. ]
We can weld it shut, maybe. We have tools in the cargo bay that might work, or can borrow something from the Volk just to lean on better safe than sorry.
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[ ... nts. tag char again. where did my audience time go, cries. ]
We can HER-MES it, or do a group message. I don't think anyone's going to try and bust in there again-- hopefully. Welding sounds like a good idea, but if we need to get in again for any reason. Like torching the place to the ground. Then we'll be screwed.
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...Then maybe we seal it another way, just in case? Maybe just fix the mechanisms in the door so it shuts itself again?
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So, kidnapped to space.
[ nyeh, anyways. ]
I'll see what the other officers think about it, and we'll go from there. Maybe we can find some detonators or something that we can plant in case we need to blow it to hell.