Mini NoTW V - I'm on a SpaceShip (Game Thread)

(OOC: You guys are boring.)
 
The Head of Colonists is nervous, but tries not to show it.

"Everyone, I think we might be safe. I mean, it might have been a long-distance poison or something. Who knows if there's actually a killer on the ship? Well, I suggest people start talking, or we'll never find the killer."
 
The Lt. Commander stares coldly at the Head of Colonists.

The Captain was strangled, any idiot can see that. (OOC: Read the signup thread opening post. :p ) As for the killer, he will be spaced like the criminal scum he is, even if I have to destroy half this ship to find him. Do I make myself clear?

[Edit: since someone asked, that means "destroy half this ship's passengers" -- i.e. lynch a lot of people. Not that I'm going to blow up the ship.]
 
^

The generic passenger points out that that has only worked about half the time in the past. He flips a coin and says this is a prediction of the future. It ends up tails.
 
"Interesting!" the science offer muttered, a handheld scanner in hand, working over the body.

"Very interesting..it seems that the...(mumble mumble)..DNA Structure Helix is inversed with ... (mumble)..compiled with retroviral inactivation of protease bond complexes? Perhaps, but....(mumble)..incompatible with the acidic bioreactionary metabolic reconditioners.."
 
Midday​

The morning had passed resonably uneventfully, word had got round that Lt Cmd Renata had been confirmed as acting captain - and would receive the appropriate pay and conditions for her rank.

The Space News Network had brought some welcome news, the war with the Cardassions/Cardassians had taken an eventful turn, 2 sectors had been cleared and liberated by the Federation "Hooray, that showed those scummy morons who is in charge" shouted the Security Chief, a few high fives later the atmosphere was a little calmer.

There was a tense feeling amongst some members of the crew and passengers, CCrunner had been singled out and was not on some peoples Christmas card list, the situation was a little better but he was the sole focus of the bad feeling.

Lunch was over pretty quickly, people returned to their duties, hoping that nightfall would be just as peaceful.
 
The HR manager looks at Seon, an appraising look on her face.

"So you say the culprits are outsiders in disguise rather than insiders of the ship? That's at least some consolation for me. I didn't screw up at hiring people after all. I feared some of the people in HR forgot to do a proper psychological evaluation of the crew, failed to check for serious mental instability, or just straight out hired the wrong people - and might've doomed us all."

Another look round the crewmembers didn't give her the consolation that she wanted, though. Evidently she was slightly relieved that it wasn't directly a fault of someone in her department, but the crew didn't share that mood.

She can't help but stare slightly confused at the Science officer, though. It might be because she understood nothing of science and it sounded like gobbledegook to her... but yet, it sounded like it was supposed to sound intelligent while saying nothing at all. Ah well. She wasn't that acquainted with the newest technology.
 
(Sing to the same tune as the other song aka no tune. Just say everything super fast basically)

:culture: You say no more rhymes, so I will oblige
You’ll find zero rhymes written in this song
Since I’m so co-ol and super powered!
Because I’m CCRunner! And I have cool powers
I have laser vis-ion, and super strength and mind reading and flying
And I’m so awesome and crew-ish
And this super-mess that you tell me to clean
It will be so clean, because I’m super powered!
And I’m amazingly awesome, and indestructible!
And all the super villains, they all are wimps
But only compared to me, since I’m so cool
And the evil mess will soon be clean
Even though it’s not my job, I’ll do it anyway
Since I’m super-runner, and I clean things
Oh and evil villains aren’t able to hide
Since I’m super cool, and I uncover them
Like evil Senor Silence, aka Icekommander
He’s definitely a super villain, and really not cool
And I’m going to hurt him, but only if he’s a villain
Which I think he is, since he’s senor silence. :culture:


*incoherent singing*

OOC: I just have to say, I love this character! :D
 
Oy! Bardface! Unless you've decided that you dislike KommanderKare I suggest you don't try and lynch the ships only medically trained professional. Can't out-run a infentced leg.
 
"What does a movie, or a book, or whatever that is have to do with anything?" The Head of the Colonists has a puzzled look on his face. "There is no real evidence, is there?"
 
None. And no spacing anyone this evening, either, looks like. Shame. Gotta break some eggs to make an omelet.
 
Evening 1​

The ship has settled back into a routine, things were still not normal, but life was moving along with the ship. The uneasy feeling that a killer was on the loose was a major undercurrent that had people checking the corners and giving the shadows a wide berth.

The Space News Network was still running the story of the what was being refered to as a great victory, there was even mention the war may soon be over.

It seemed no new news was to be had from the killer or the investigation. Captain Renata was glaring around the room, sizing up the unfamilar faces of the passageners, the thought a fellow officer or crewman of the ship being responsible for the murder of the captain was one she pushed to the back of her mind. The killer was here, of that she was sure.

It is now night, morning breaks in ~24h

Night actions please.
 
OOC: Guys, Ill try and participate from this point.
 
Dawn Day 2​

Dawn, if there was a dawn in space, broke, shattered into little pieces. The fire siren was going off. Many rushed to the assembly point, hastley pulling on clothes, checking their pockets for keys, wallets and various other important items. CCrunner was the first to arrive, he stopped dead mouth hanging open "your late crewman, you'd have burned to death 2 minutes ago" Captain Renta shouted looking at her stopwatch.
"What a sadist" thought the Crewman, fire drills were a late 20th Century ritual, obsolute now technology actually knew that a fire was going to start well before the flames were visable. A few others came panting down the corridor, the crewman explained the situation using words and gestures that would have better described the bilges and the gutters.

The Space News Network was playing in the background during breakfast, a rather good documentery on the Cicusion Dragon, a rather fierce creature that you'd not wish to meet. It was unique in the way that it urinated pure acohol, many a native had met a sticky end, trying to milk another drink from the Dragon.

Suddenly the technican looks round "where is Hell_Hound the maintenance manager"?

Spoiler :
The maintenance manager had overslept, oh my was he was embrassed when the sercurity officers used his doors overide. gruffy he enquired if they had ever thought of " £$%^&* knocking first"


It's now day Nightfall in 48h

Deadline is 8pm BST (GMT +1) update ~ 9pm
 
Spoiler :
"What a sadist" thought the Crewman
It was unique in the way that it urinated pure acohol, many a native had met a sticky end, trying to milk another drink from the Dragon.
Spoiler :

The maintenance manager had overslept, oh my was he was embrassed when the sercurity officers used his doors overide. gruffy he enquired if they had ever thought of " £$%^&* knocking first"
Best. Update. Ever! :D

Especially the middle quote :devil:
 
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