Markiplier on fire

DEBRIEF

(The surviving first mission team—Vadrina, Gordon, Kira, Ducc, and Sue—returns to the base’s main hall. The rest of the entries are gathered, eager, whispering among themselves. The tiger cub perches on her crate, tail flicking impatiently.)

Tiger Cub (squeaky, authoritative):
“CONGRATULATIONS! YOU SURVIVED THE FIRST MISSION. NO DEATHS. DATA SECURED OR DESTROYED. GOOD JOB. NOW… TIME FOR QUESTIONS!”

Zap (jumping up):
“Questions? Like… how I can join the next mission?”

Sue (rolling her eyes, stepping forward):
“Better question—who knows about the security measures? Someone from inside our base could’ve sabotaged us. The way the drones behaved—it was almost too convenient.”

Cassie (leaning against a wall, half-smirking):
“…I noticed that too. Some of the patrolling patterns were strangely predictable. Like someone mapped it before the mission.”

Bibliox (mumbling, waving a book):
“Mum-mumble… human soles, monster soles… inside? Pre-knowledge? Whose? Whose do we decimal…”

Dijital (tail glowing, lounging on a crate):
“Huh. Yeah. Could be someone playing double agent. Or a glitch in the system. Or both. I like it.”

Jotaro (arms crossed, voice low):
“Don’t start pointing fingers yet. Observe. Watch patterns. Whoever it is, they’ll reveal themselves.”

Kira (calm, calculating):
“Let’s not jump to panic. But… yes. Something is off. Someone here might be leaking intel or manipulating operations. That mission almost felt… tailored.”

Sue:
“Tailored? You mean someone knew the exact weak points.”

Vadrina (unsheathing sword slightly, watching everyone):
“And they’re still here. Among us. Maybe even sitting quietly. Waiting for the right time.”

Skrunkly (bouncing, confused):
“Wait… someone… bad? Or… someone funny? Who’s bad?”

Cassie (eyeing Skrunkly):
“Potentially bad. Definitely someone who doesn’t want to get caught. Don’t touch anyone randomly, but… watch the quiet ones.”

Ducc (floating hands twitching nervously):
“So… who do we suspect? Not me, right?”

Sue (snapping):
“You’re a wildcard. You throw stuff. You’re chaotic, but… not suspicious. Not subtle enough to sneak intel. I’d watch the quiet observers.”

Gordon
(points subtly toward the back of the room, then taps the map of the base he’s holding.)

Gordon
(points subtly toward the back of the room, then taps the map of the base he’s holding.)

Sue (whispering to Vadrina):
“Exactly. Someone’s using their knowledge of the base. Probably someone who blends in… maybe even participates in these debriefs.”

Kira (smiling faintly, voice low):
“Quiet. Observant. Efficient. Someone who doesn’t need to draw attention to themselves… yes.”

Fork
(falls over at the far corner, drawing a few nervous glances—nobody takes it seriously.)

Scoop Dog (blasting music lightly, trying to lighten tension):
“Or… maybe it’s just me… haha! No, okay, I admit. Ice cream probably wouldn’t help you sneak data… but still—WATCH OUT!”

Sue (gritting teeth):
“Look, the point is we need to tighten internal security. No one goes off alone. Cross-check every access point. Watch logs. Cameras. Thermal scans. Anything suspicious—report it immediately.”

Cassie:
“And maybe don’t act paranoid. Subtlety is key if you want to catch a mole.”

Bibliox (nodding, still fumbling words):
“Bubble… pop… yes. Observe! The silent shadow… mum-mumble… logs. Logs of the mind? Not mind, logs…”

Vadrina:
“Exactly. Watch everyone. Some of them are skilled, some of them are deadly. But someone is here playing both sides.”

Skrunkly (bouncing nervously):
“So… like… spy cat? Or… spy cat-lizard?”

Sue (facepalming):
“Focus, Skrunkly. This isn’t a joke.”

Tiger Cub (squeaky, cutting in):
“YES! YOU SURVIVED, AND YOU’RE STILL ALIVE, BUT NOW… THE REAL GAME BEGINS! SOMEONE MAY BE WORKING AGAINST US! PAY ATTENTION! MISSIONS WILL GET HARDER, AND IF YOU FAIL, THE CONTRAPTION…”

She squeaks, stamping a tiny paw for emphasis. Everyone shivers slightly at the word.

Ducc (floating hands fidgeting):
“…I really want to know what the Contraption is.”

Kira (smiling faintly, eyes cold):
“Don’t. It’s better not to know. Focus on survival.”

Sue (to Vadrina and Gordon, whispering):
“We need a small team to monitor for leaks. Quiet, efficient, and capable. Watch who notices what, who talks too little, who watches too much. Whoever is messing with our missions will slip somewhere.”

Vadrina:
“Agreed. We’ll start with logs, patrol footage, and pattern analysis. Keep it quiet—can’t alert the mole.”

Gordon
(nods once, then begins scanning the base schematics, noting potential blind spots.)

Cassie (smirking slightly):
“And meanwhile… let’s see who makes the first move. Someone’s too careful… or not careful enough.”

Sue:
“Exactly. Observation is the new weapon.”

Tiger Cub (jumping back onto her crate, squeaky triumphant):
“EXCELLENT! SUSPICION BREEDS SURVIVAL! AND SURVIVAL MEANS CONTRAPTION—IF YOU FAIL! ENJOY YOUR TIME… WATCHING EACH OTHER. MUWAHAHA!”

(The cub squeaks, hopping off the crate. The entries disperse, some nervous, some calculating, some whispering theories. Eyes dart around the hall. Trust is fragile. Alliances start forming—but so do secret doubts. Someone might be working against the base. And everyone knows they can’t leave… yet.)

when will atlas be relevant 😔

eventually

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yoshikage kira's stand
killer queen
its a cat that anything it touches becomes bomb if kira feels like it