The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)

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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #150 on: September 09, 2024, 02:51:07 AM »
I have no idea what's going on, I hope someone has.  ;D
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #151 on: September 09, 2024, 07:14:02 AM »
Okay, to the canteen for breakfast, then to the bridge for checking navigation and a meeting to discuss the issues. Mainly, is the cat evil?
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #152 on: September 09, 2024, 08:03:18 AM »
Cats usually are evil. Maybe we should put in a nice cage, just in case.
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #153 on: September 09, 2024, 08:53:38 AM »
I'd like to take gayer to the places these attacks took place to check for any system damage and possibly clues.
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« Reply #154 on: September 09, 2024, 09:32:34 AM »
Oh I'd like to take you places too *wink wink nudge nudge*
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #155 on: September 09, 2024, 10:24:49 AM »
Hm...

On the one hand Jura told us we shouldn't act like extras in a teenage slasher movie.

On the other hand it's what the penguins would least expect.

Worth the risk in my opinion and bonus points for not telling anyone where we are and strongly denying that anything is going on.
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #156 on: September 09, 2024, 10:38:36 AM »
I deny everything
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #157 on: September 09, 2024, 12:30:51 PM »
Now that it's a weekday, I can wake up and join the team. I woke up. oh no, I'm dead. But people don't die while sleeping, this is ridiculous. Anyway. The penguin that killed me probably thought there would be chaos. I think he missed the point, I have a healthy dialogue with everyone here. That's exactly why I don't want to interfere with the game. Yes, finding the cat is a logical option. So I'll wander around like Casper the ghost and look for him for you, haha.
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« Reply #158 on: September 09, 2024, 12:40:04 PM »
Just be careful of your new ghost powers.  You might be able to walk through walls so be very careful to not accidently walk off the ship and into space.
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #159 on: September 09, 2024, 04:29:04 PM »
wise, if you find the cat make ghost noises.
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« Reply #160 on: September 09, 2024, 08:32:06 PM »
Alright so ghost wise is looking for the cat, me and crouton are looking for clues at the attack sites *wink wink nudge nudge*, what is everyone else doing?
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« Reply #161 on: September 10, 2024, 12:45:30 AM »
Two dead, one consigned to deep sleep, no engineers left, just an annoying ghost. Crouts and Gayer doing a romantic tour of the carnage spots culminating in the workshop where he nearly died.

Do they all go back to deep sleep and let the powers sort this mess at the other end, do they trust those powers to even wake them, do they even trust the cat, Croutons saviour.

Is the danger contained? Or biding its time, waiting for the guard (such as it is) to drop?
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #162 on: September 10, 2024, 02:54:52 AM »
For a moment, I was worried the game might actually make sense, but since the narrator continues with her rambling, I’ve been relieved in a way feels like a weight off my shoulders.  ;D

Alright, let’s focus on finding the cat. I’ve been drifting through various parts of the ship, and I decided to head from the workshop to the canteen. Oh look, I just floated through a wall without a hitch this ghostly stuff is surprisingly fun! I’m determined to locate the cat. If it’s anywhere on this ship, I’m sure it’ll turn up eventually.

And remember, you can't escape a ghost. Get over here right now! Wooo, ooooh!
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #163 on: September 10, 2024, 06:16:02 AM »
Wait, so we don't know if Gotham is the penguin or not if we just put him to sleep? Do we have to actually lynch to confirm?
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« Reply #164 on: September 10, 2024, 06:20:12 AM »
I suppose that's up in the air.  These penguins react very strongly when we kill them.  Maybe they just don't say much when we mildly inconvenience them.
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #165 on: September 10, 2024, 06:34:23 AM »
Firstly, just to clarify, you can’t kill anyone while you’re asleep. So, as for Gotham, we still don’t know if Gotham is the Penguin just by putting him to sleep. We might actually need to lynch to confirm that. I think that's what Crouton meant actually. This still doesn't make anyone more or less of a penguin, everyone is equally likely to be a penguin right now, let's not forget that. However, to sleep is actually an act close to death, haha.

Alright, moving on to the cat hunt. I’m still on the prowl for our elusive feline friend. I’ve been drifting through various parts of the ship, checking the workshop, floating through the canteen, and even passing by the engine control room. To attract the sneaky kitty, I’ve decided to use a little bit of catnip. If that mischievous feline is around, I’m hoping the scent of catnip will lure it out. I’ll keep searching until I catch it!
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« Reply #166 on: September 10, 2024, 07:01:39 AM »
Wait, so we don't know if Gotham is the penguin or not if we just put him to sleep? Do we have to actually lynch to confirm?

Well no, As he didn’t kick off and try to kill everyone, he could be playing the long game, have a snooze in the dark, hope they ship me back to base where I can rampage, or he’s a human wrongly accused after his boss was murdered.
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« Reply #167 on: September 10, 2024, 07:16:11 AM »
I'm going to ask Mother if she has detected any changes in the hypersleep pods since the last time we checked.
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« Reply #168 on: September 10, 2024, 08:21:03 AM »

Hypersleep pods remain normal.
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #169 on: September 10, 2024, 08:22:11 AM »
My existence is dreamlike. Wise, I know you think you are a ghost floating through the walls of the ship like Casper, but are you really? Our eyes to the physical world no longer work in the physical world, old chum!

But, as outsiders, I'd be asking who survived the attack of an unseen monster early on.

Meanwhile, I'm going to make someone think they are surrounded by a thick smoke. (Not like Gayer's arse smoke with the stench of dead gerbils) It will be a ghost induced hallucination of course  but very real to the test subject. They may even feel like coughing. Why, I hear you ask? Because I can, and because being dead is boring, and it's time to up the ante!

Oh, Jura the narration god, could you incorporate my smoke machine smokey hallucination powers somehow? Maybe a hallucination causing gas leak of some kind as a rational explanation, behind the alien's next victim?
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #170 on: September 10, 2024, 09:56:22 AM »
If everything is normal, then there must be an abnormality somewhere. Woooo, Pooh!  ;D
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« Reply #171 on: September 10, 2024, 05:06:01 PM »
We need to have a secret meeting about the cat.
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« Reply #172 on: September 10, 2024, 08:28:27 PM »
Can the cat come? Feels rude to have a meeting about the cat without the cat.
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #173 on: September 10, 2024, 08:43:05 PM »
Has anyone bothered to examine mine and Wise's corpses? What were our wounds and slices and dices most likely caused by? Claws, teeth, or an implement?

To flush cat out:
Crouton could dress up in his furry dog costume he reserves for Gayer, and make on-heat barking noises (he also reserves for Gayer) to flush this pesky cat out. Or, sprinkle Wise's remaining tinea powder throughout all halls and floors of ship and look for feline footprints. Or, turn the temp down in the ship and go searching for kitty cat with a thermal camera and bowl of warm milk.

But does anyone know anything for sure about the cat? Is it domestic house cat and not a black panther, or exotic adult male lion?

Aside from bumping into Wise, there is nothing else for me to bump into. I go through everything.

I took turns walking through Crouton and Gayer, trying hard to possess one of them, but to no avail. I then used my smoke hallucination powers on them both, so they would think they were safe from prying eyes, and get up to mischief with each other. I couldn't thankfully see if that worked because of my smoke, but I did hear Crouton ask Gayer if he found his zuchini?

In space, nobody can hear you groan....
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #174 on: September 10, 2024, 10:39:27 PM »
We need to have a secret meeting about the cat.
This is not a world with many alternatives. To confirm your suspicions, you must finish what you started. I don't think there is a need to hold a secret meeting for this; at least in this stage.

I have found the cat and am now placing it in Spacey's lap on the bridge. Wooo, ooooh!
« Last Edit: September 11, 2024, 02:21:46 AM by wise »
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« Reply #175 on: September 11, 2024, 01:05:14 AM »
Considering the death toll, it was remarkably relaxed crew, Gayer and Croutons tour of horror had turned up blood stains, and injury marks consistent with a large blade and the spanner that was found lodged in Wises brain, which had been cleaned down and returned.

The cat had been found curled up on the pilot’s chair on the bridge by Spacey, Pez had gone quiet and seemingly gone missing, mother reports picking up sounds coming over an open intercom in the stores, and maybe the shadow of another spacecraft behind them at the limit of sensor range, but she still has software problems and it could be just ghosts in the machine.
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« Reply #176 on: September 11, 2024, 02:22:27 AM »
While I found the cat, I found a spanner lodged in Jura's rear. I think this might help us locate the penguin.
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« Reply #177 on: September 11, 2024, 04:16:32 AM »
There might be another spacecraft following us? Ooo could we be about to be engaged in a high speed space chase?! Will it be televised for the general public's viewing pleasure?

And what shall we do about Gotham? Wait and see if someone else gets killed in case he's not the penguin or lynch him to find out for sure?
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Re: The Stars my Degradation. (Or Space Jam & by Jam, I mean Blood)
« Reply #178 on: September 11, 2024, 04:34:19 AM »
If he hasn’t killed anyone because he’s the Penguin, he might kill someone now.

If he hasn’t killed anyone because he’s not the Penguin, penguin might still kill someone now. I don’t see how this would help.

I will now exit the ship and explore space to check if there is another spacecraft following us. I took the cat from SCG's lap and I'm thinking of bringing it with me as a protector. Demons fear cats, not spirits. Or something like that.

I'll also take the key I retrieved from Jura's backside with me. It might help in opening the hidden sections of the other ship. First, I need to clean it.

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« Reply #179 on: September 11, 2024, 05:29:34 AM »
 
If there was ever any doubt that the final minutes of a ghosts’ corporeal existence mattered, affecting its subsequent nature directly, then the pitiful state of wises brain damaged legacy stood before all as testament to the adage, die well but complete.
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