WEEK 13

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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_

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[baptizer]

Don't! There's a select few people that can manipulate reality with the flick of their wrist in ways this crew has taken centuries to master. I'm an asset they can use. It's the least we fucking deserve after slaying their monsters.

I'd rather it be me than anyone else.

[isodope]

Fuck that! Who says it has to be anybody at all?! Don't martyr yourself when there are no guarantees, and don't act like you HAVE to do it.

Do you honestly think all your friends on this ship are going to leave you to the hands of this fucked up scientist? Do you think Jason, for as much of a fuck up he is, will leave you to be experimented on? Don't think that's gonna be happening.

[baptizer]

Hancock... are you happy with any three of these choices?

[ It's a hard conversation and it's definitely confrontational. Elizabeth never has fought so hardly against something. ]

Something needs to be done and this... this is a viable option. These AIs only see data - they want results. I'm giving them one that could work. It's... I'll be fine.

[isodope]

Obviously not, but guess what? Sometimes life just deals you a bad fucking hand, and you gotta work with it.

My whole world went through a nuclear apocalypse before I was even born. The only reason I'm alive right now is because my ancestors kept going, even after the Great War decimated the world! And that's what I'll fucking do when I go back. You think I'm going to let those scientists get their way because some bio tells me? Hell no.

Liz, you've been fighting for freedom your whole life. You shouldn't have to sacrifice that for anyone else.

[baptizer]

No, Hancock. You're wrong... I haven't been fighting.

I sat and let it happen to me. I let myself sit idly and prayed. I prayed and prayed to God to allow my freedom. To walk past the same four walls, but it never came how I wanted it to. I sat by and didn't act on my own.

With this? I can do something. I can try and be more than what I ever thought I would be.

[ Alone.

Elizabeth wishes she had the courage to say it face to face, but... ]

It's a suggestion and we can't predict what it could yield but it's worth the risk, I think.

[thanatosincarnate]

{ ... He'll just chime in real quick, here. }

This is ridiculous.

We're supposed to be in this together. Do you think everyone would agree to that? Allow you to suffer, be left behind?

[baptizer]

I'm not a child, you don't... you don't understand it.

I know there's other Elizabeths out there. Other Elizabeths who leave their tower and get to Paris. Some do and some don't. Not everyone has happy endings and - if we're going to be blunt - this... this may be our best chance.

I don't know what will happen, but I'm just as scared as everyone else! Terrified! I can't see the future... I can't predict what could happen.

[thanatosincarnate]

{ "No man left behind"

That's a creed he's tried to stick to, even now. }

That's right-- you can't guarantee what would happen.

...And I'll be damned if I allowed myself to merely sit by and allow someone to sacrifice themselves again for everyone else again!

You said you haven't been fighting, yet if I agreed with something like that it'd be idiotic. I'm not blind, Elizabeth. You've been there alongside everyone else, picking up your own damn slack whenever you can. If you call that 'not fighting' I don't know what it is at this point.

...

Maybe some others may agree to this...nonsensical plan of yours. But I sure as hell won't!

[baptizer]

... Arumat... I'm sorry.

It's ... it's hard to really think of an outcome, but we can believe things will be alright. That's faith. I have faith we can return home and live. I just can't rely on that faith without action.

... You can be angry with me and I understand why. Are there any other options...? I don't know the answer to that.

[isodope]

You've been fighting for thirteen weeks. That's good enough for me and it should be good enough for you. Most people won't ever go through what everyone on this ship has.

It isn't worth the risk if it means leaving you behind. If you wanna martyr yourself, then I refuse to be part of whatever plan you're making up.

[baptizer]

We've all been fighting! We're all scared. We're all facing something we can't... can't even fathom. I'm use to universes. I have faith that I'll be alright and if I'm not? If this is even possible and I can help...? I have to do something.

Hancock, you need to get back to Goodneighbor... everyone needs to get back to their homes.

[isodope]

Hmmmmmmmm naaaaah.

Suddenly I don't feel like it!

[that's right, he's gonna be PA about this.]

[baptizer]

Don't be a child! This is serious!

[isodope]

Yeah, and I'm totally serious! 'Cause I'm not going back if it means you gotta be a big damn martyr just to make it happen.

So you know what? Fuck it! I guess I'll just chill out in space, or whatever. I'll ask Sunny to get me some of those dildo boxes and see if I can get a new weed one. Sounds good to me.

[baptizer]

You say martyr as if I want the damn title!

I want to go home - I want to go back to my tower and forget this ever happened!

[ That...sure is not Paris. ]

You all deserve to find your universe - before it destroys itself and before you were brought here.

Sitting in space will literally accomplish nothing.

[isodope]

You're not going back to your tower. No one is going back to their homes because they're fucked. I mean, that seems like the whole reason we were brought here to begin with.

Look, maybe there is a way to get back to where we came from. But it's sure as hell not going to come at your expense. You deserve to have a life away from this ship like everyone else.

So cut the shit. No one is going to let you do it.

[baptizer]

I'm sorry.

I'm not throwing myself out to slaughter - I don't.. I don't want that. I'm scared, Hancock.

There's no other options!

[isodope]

There are absolutely other options. You volunteering for human experimentation isn't one of them.

[baptizer]

I don't know what else I can say...

If you had the chance to save everyone, wouldn't you...?

[antagonize]

[Elizabeth, you're already dead. Stop suggesting self-sacrifice as an option. He had enough of that with the "bait" idea???]

Oh, please. Get the fuck over your martyr complex already. You're not using yourself as a human battery on the off-chance it MIGHT get everyone else to some shitty, alternate version of their worlds.

If you want to do something, then start by thinking of yourself first.

[baptizer]

And what if you could do something, Jason? Would you risk getting back home or helping me return?

I'm not stupid enough to believe this is like my earlier suggestion - this is entirely different.

...There's a reason Comstock kept me locked up, Jason. He knew how powerful I was and call me arrogant, but I can do something here. There's... there's a way. There has to be a way.

[antagonize]

Not if it turned me into a glorified guinea pig. Not even if I had a guarantee it'd save the Pygmalion and the Nuwa. It's not worth it.

Boo hoo, poor Elizabeth. So powerful and incapable of thinking about her own good. If you're not going to listen to me, then listen to Hancock. There's a better option out there, but wiping yourself out isn't it.

[baptizer]

Shut the hell up, Jason! You've spent the entire term on the ship doing stupid shit with no regard for my feelings on the matter. I begged for you to be careful and guess what? Let's count how many times you've leapt into action without a thought. Please, I'll wait.

....

You were still injured fighting for something multiple times. You knew the risks.

I'm not wiping myself out - that is NOT what I want to do!

Jesus, you're just as insufferable when I met you!