WEEK 13 - I can't lie to you about your chances, but you have my sympathies.

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (13)

sunday (41) survivors Something in the air breaks, shattering from deep within space itself - and to accompany that sensation is a psychic scream. The ship shakes, coming to a screeching halt as a bright light explodes outside it. It pulses, not unlike a heartbeat, that crawls and crawls along at a slow, grueling pace. The last illusion has been broken, the last mental tie severed and crushed. You've done well up until now, and you can reap the benefits of Her labor; the dead walk among you, after all, and as Her scream rings out, a burst of energy shoots through the residents of the Pygmalion. It's clearly a desperate bid, but it doesn't root itself in place. Instead, you feel lighter than ever - Her attempt to claim you has only unraveled the string that kept you in place. The 40% limit has been lifted, and you are at full capacity. The chains have been broken. Go freely, heroes. taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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SPACE ROADTRIP NAP

[al2955]

[ Who wants to pile into the empty pods in the Electric Sheep room to take a nap? Everyone, probably. For the time being, this is a viable option. Hopefully the people piloting don't make this a bumpy ride, there's no seat belts in these things. ]

[deformity]

[ Five Cradles and a Nightmare is too much on Allen's poor soul -- that, and he hasn't truly slept in forever. He's slumped over in a corner; forget the pods, he doesn't want to risk forgetting everything again. He's pulled some sheets from within them over to his nice corner, so he's comfortable enough.

Anyone is free to join him if they prefer! Or wake him if any fighting is happening. ]

[breakshot]

[ With the fight against the queen in the horizon, the crew was in for a hell of a last battle. Fortunately the weapons locker escaped the last conflict relatively unscathed, leaving Machias an opportunity to grab a shotgun and a shitload of shells. Given his orbal shotgun was gone now, he had to make do. It'd make things easier if he had his orbal arts, but unfortunately magic simply wasn't an option.

All that doesn't change the fact he's tired as hell, especially given he hasn't actually slept in weeks - none of the dead have. When he sees Allen, he'll quietly shuffle on over and take a seat in the empty spot nearby. ]

Hey. Mind if I sit here?

[deformity]

[ mumble mumble feel free but keep the shotgun on your free side bc no one wants to sleep on that zzzzz ]

[breakshot]

... Thanks.

[ That's pretty much the answer he anticipated so he's just going to straight up collapse against the wall and get that shut eye, quietly murmuring over to Allen. ]

Get some rest. Aidios knows we'll definitely need it.

[deformity]

[ That's awfully nice of Machias. Allen nicely tosses an extra pillow at Machias's face, ducking into the sheets wrapped around him to hide his smile. ]

Mm. Your stress level must be a million times higher than mine. I'd say you deserve all the rest you can get.

[mnasthai]

[There's been a lot of stuff happening and well, Kazuma's tired too. And it's a good thing to actually feel tired. So he's just going to nap next to Allen and probably wind up a bit more closer to him than he'd like, but oh well.]

[deformity]

[ By which you mean, there will be a lot of leaning against each other. Which is what Allen automatically does when he senses a warm body near him. Thank you, tall pillow friend. ]

[mnasthai]

[ He's kind of bony, but he sure is tall. They've come so far.]

[deformity]

[ The sheets and pillows will make up for Kazuma's boniness. Besides, Allen isn't too picky about this stuff.

After a long while, he'll turn his head a little and murmur a question, low enough so if Kazuma is still sleeping, it won't wake him. But should he be awake, it'll catch his attention. ]

Kazuma... what will you say to him when you meet again? [ There's probably no need to elaborate on who the "him" is. ]

[thanatosincarnate]

{ At some point Arumat has decided a brief respite couldn't hurt. So he draws briefly nearby, against a wall. But likely to leave soon - whether because of deciding to take part in future circumstances ( a fight or maybe a meeting of some kind ). }

[deformity]

Hey, you.

[ It comes out soft, more of a breath than actual words. His eyes remain closed, but Arumat has a very particular way in which he moves, and by now, Allen can recognize it. ]

[thanatosincarnate]

... What is it, lad?

{ Arumat will step closer, assuming he is being beckoned to come hither, whether or not this is the case. }

[deformity]

When was the last time you got some rest?

[ Still soft. After all, there's at least two people napping on/by him. ]

[jackhole]

[ okay here's rhys. he has a piece of gauze taped over to his eye because walking around pupiless is kind of creepy. another piece is taped over his temple because the whole hole in your head thing, also creepy. he's missing an arm though and he is taking GREAT ADVANTAGE of that fact by stealing a bunch of pillows and blankets from the pods and making himself a motherfucking nest in the corner.

fuck all y'all, he's napping. because otherwise he'd be puking. since, uh, he doesn't do so well with space travel. you can come join him in his mound of pillows if you'd like but there's 99% chance he'll tell you to fuck off if he thinks you're a shithole.

(he thinks everyone is a shithole.) ]

[bloodteller]

[ hopefully yuno is part of the 1% here, because she's slipping into the mound of pillows with rhys. her arms are bandaged all the way up to her shoulders and her legs are wrapped in bandages, too. she kicks her boots off before sinking into the pillow fort, so it's easy to see that her legs are as messed up as she'd told him earlier in the week. she doesn't bother to ask if she's welcome. she doesn't bother to warn she's showing up. she just spots him, relaxing and trying to avoid the whole situation and decides that she wants to do that, too. good enough. enough trauma for a lifetime!!

...but then she wraps her arms around rhys' chest and wails loud and long because HE'S ALIVE OH MY GOD ]

[jackhole]

[ WHAT IS THIS SUDDEN HUGGING... he didn't mind yuno showing up because he sort of expected her to but beyond a sleepy wave, he didn't expect much else. he's actually about to comment about her legs, ask how she's doing when --

okay, the wailing is unappreciated. his one free arm kind of flails a little. ]

-- Ahhhhhh, what the fuck. [ ?????????? ] Yuno, are you alright?!

[ oh my god, pink god teen calm down. ]

[bloodteller]

[ no NOPE no calming down, she's just staring up with huge, teary eyes ]

You're alive! You big idiot! I'm so relieved, I got scared I wouldn't see you, and I'd really have to pull you out!

[jackhole]

[ ugh, usually he's the one crying so he's going to like. awkwardly wipe at her face with his sleeve and look uncomfortable. ]

Well, that's uh. Kind of uncalled for and you know, what was I gonna do? Let some alternate universe version of myself take my spot here? Naaaaah.

[ rhys is truly that petty that he'd spite his own god damn au self. fuck that nerd, he's the original. ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[hey rhys look your sad shitty three legged cat you adopted has all four limbs now!! he went up in value!! also he is part of the 1% but he isn't sure about it, so he kind of. hovers near for a second.]

... Rhys!

[he'd really thought rhys'd go ahead and erased himself, so he's surprisingly relieved, but he ... probably shouldn't say that out loud? what's the etiquette, here? he is so tired.]

[jackhole]

[ HE SURE WANTED TO, ADRIEN. but after some yanderes yelled at him about it, he decided to take the more long suffering route. he's propped up on his pillow nest right now and just sort of rubbing at his stub because it's... weird that it's not there when he hears adrien.

oh hey, kiddo. ]

Adrien, hey! [ he actually looks pretty cheerful to see him. ] Uh, is it just me or do you have more limbs than I thought you were supposed to have?

[ he's a limb expert. anyway, come join the nest. ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[he hesitates for a second but does take the cheerfulness as an invitation and goes to sit next to Rhys, cross-legged on the pillows. the arm mention does get an awkward smile out of him]

Hmmm, yep. Yuno gave me a hand. [a beat and then he raises the hand in question] Literally.

[... moves the hand to be within high five distance because listen, he has it now, might as well]

[jackhole]

[ heya, adrien. he grins brightly in response when adrien sits down and then realizes he's like, smiling? which means he's going to awkwardly try and school that down immediately, oops.

but then he sort of squints at adrien when he makes the remark about yuno and... huh. ]

Heard about the whole god thing, wasn't... really sure if it was, uh, true? But I guess it is. [ . . . ] Do you think I should find religion? No, wait, don't answer that.

[ a severe headshake here and he's just going to high five adrien in response. ]

I could use one too, [ gesturing here. where's his cybernetics. :( ] But this'll be my third one at this rate and like hell am I going to pay for it again. Maybe I'll just build it myself this time. What do you think? Build it? I'm thinking build.

[ yes because adrien knows so much about cybernetics, rhys. ]

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[Shelley doesn't want a nap. Her body napped for weeks, she isn't wanting to go back to doing that yet.

That's why she's sitting near the entrance, acting as a guard. Feel free to bother her if you wish]

[deformity]

[ aw shelley ;o; ]