WEEK 13

[al2955]

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

monday - thursday (10) survivors Sunday's trial was only mere hours ago, but you find yourself faced with a new week on The Pygmalion. When you awaken, you will find that the ship is still in disarray; there is no robot prepared breakfast, nor has any of the damage been repaired. The ship bears power in the rooms you have decided should have power, though the lights are dim. Without Alice, you are all on your own. The ominous pressure of the Queen Mother still looms, though you no longer feel Her presence. taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

Comments

[isodope]

Well if those little bios you have on our worlds are accurate, then the goddamn Institute wins and my world is even shittier than before. Utopia my ass.

Though, honestly? I'd rather go back and die trying to take them the fuck out. I've never enjoyed being too comfy in life, and your virtual reality shit sounds just like that.

[al2955]

Fair enough. We don't actually have the power to physically return you to your universes though. You should talk to Elizabeth on that one if that's what you really want.

[isodope]

Then where exactly would we go?

[al2955]

You'd be space explorers! Doesn't that sound fun? Or there's always the few planets nearby that can support life.

[isodope]

So we get to chill out in space? Shit, sounds alright to me. You know, I heard a few years ago there were a bunch of Ghouls out from the Mojave Desert who managed to get a rocket working that flew them to the moon! Now those guys are real legends.

[Granted he would want to go home to help save everyone, but...well if he can't do that without making Elizabeth into some martyr then this isn't a bad alternative.]

[al2955]

It's a better option than most of you would have waiting for you back home. With enough effort and time, maybe you'll even be able to complete our research and find a way to save your worlds.