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Waiting for yahtzee to post, but I'm still here, too.
Ick double post error.
Well Dagger's playlist is a combination of all of the crew's favorite music, so it wouldn't be the same as Tempo's, but it would have some of her music.
Dagger was quite sure that the crew was not taking the risks seriously enough. Their image shook and fizzled a bit, looking staticky once more. Although they trusted their human family, Dagger was nervous and a bit hurt when the crew blew off their warning. Their mention of betting on how much alcohol they could drink was even more concerning. The last time the crew did any drinking, Dagger was stuck in the ship for several days by themself, waiting for their crew and calculation the chance of their return based on a variety of scenarios.

Dagger's image disappeared as they moved from the kitchen to the lounge. As they appeared in the room, they looked directly at the alcohol cabinet, with its electronic locks and briefly considered changing the passcode or making it inoperable until after their journey. The AI shook their heads and decided against it. That would only make the captain irritable. No need to do that when the human crew was in such high spirits..

Dagger took it upon themselves to initiate their executable file called 'Game Night Playlist.' It was one that the AI had compiled due to the taste of each member of the crew including themself. Shuffling it several times before it played, the AI set to work, pushing out the automatic drawers full of games and alcohol glasses as well as unlocking the cabinet full of alcohol. As they worked, they became unaware of how blurred their projected image was becoming. The music skipped a little as the AI ran more calculations and became more and more upset.

This was really bothering the AI and so they directed more power to shields and sensors, silencing the ship-wide notification of such.
Soooo sorry for my absence friends. I was preparing for an anime convention and then ended up without access to internet for five days during that entire fiasco. In any case, I am making a post now.
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Dagger kicked their holographic feet excitedly under the table, their image shimmering. Although the AI was there at the table, watching their fellow crew members finish their dinner, Dagger was also keeping via close eye on sensors, wary of their current location. The prospect of being the first crew to take on and defeat the ghost ship was a romantic idea, but they couldn't help but be concerned when Milos spoke of ship disappearing. It didn't seem like they were in immediate danger...

However as they moved through space, drawing closer to their destination, the AI was quietly running calculations on the levels of danger that this journey presented to the crew. Dagger pulled reports of ships going missing in pursuit of the ghost ship, figured in the number of times ships were destroyed mysteriously, their crew nowhere to be found in the wreckage. The rate of survival kept going down and down and down.

There were very few rumors of ships that made it back with only half of their crew, minds wiped of the experience, having no recollection of what happened or where their other crew mates had went. And most of those rumors included corrupted AIs that had lost most of their data and no longer functioned or appeared to be themselves anymore. This was not only dangerous to the human crew, but Dagger as well.

The AI shifted nervously in their seat. They were completely uncomfortable with the idea. Running the numbers over and over, the AI looked for an error in the calculations but found none. The final number that was projected was a 2.9% rate of survival at the end of this journey. Looking up at their human family, the AI's image suddenly wavered, becoming staticky and blurred and a garbled sound was emitted from the speakers. It corrected itself after a moment. Was this fear?

"I apologize for that; I have no idea what happened. In any case, I would appreciate your attention for a moment.... Sorry everyone, but I have just finalized some calculations that I have been running in the background and have some bad news...." The AI looked very guilty. This was game night, and although the fun might be ruined, this was very important. "If we continue on this mission, due to research and the pulling of every shred of information I could find, I have calculated our rate of survival to be less than three percent.
I would like to be the AI. Any limitation you wish to put on that?
Interested
Clinic (Physical Health) - Ground Floor, Residential Building
1:35 PM Hope Daly (Andrew Rhodes)


Hope sniffled noisily as she stopped her tears, nodding in agreement. She took a few deep, albeit difficult, breaths and wiped her eyes. "The reason I came hear was closer to what I told you than you would expect. It was financial stress that drove me away from home, but it was my fault." Her voice grew shrill at the end of the sentence, trying hard not to continue crying. "I was diagnosed with chronic leukemia a week after I turned fifteen... My parents started to fight and they were scared... My brother said he was going to drop out of college to get a job and help pay for treatments... I couldn't let them suffer on my behalf..." Hope voice wavered as she told them.

She waited for them to get angry, to tell her she had to leave. It was hard to tell them. She was scared.and didn't know the consequences of her telling them now. Hopes hands were shaking and she had her hands tightly balled around her jacket, eyes squeezed shut. She just knew that she was going to have to leave...
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