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_

Comments

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[oh my god?

oh my god

that almost brought a smile to his face rhys what the fuck]

that

what would a cat robot even do?

[jackhole]

[ see, rhysing it can be a positive thing too ]

i don't know, be a cat? animal AIs are pretty simple to write since they're not really that big a deal. eat, shit, sleep. well, no not the first two that was just dumb -- but something like it! i could even make it EXTRA affectionate or EXTRA feisty or.... i don't know.

i'm not much of an animal person.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

i've never had a pet before either? a real one. but you make that nyandroid sound pawsitively purrecious.

[listen this is definitely not a coping mechanism and he hesitates to even post it but i still call it progress which i can't believe rhysing it was good]

[jackhole]

what, really? that's terrible. you seem like a kid who deserves a pet.

also that was AWFUL but it made me laugh so good job. do you know how hard it is to mash cat and robot terminology together? i'm proud of nyandroid.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

maybe i can ask the ais for a pony.

nyandroid is really good? honestly i think you could sell that. make an entire company just for robotic cats.

[jackhole]

you totally deserve a pony. fuckers owe it to you, bro.

oh well i'm already a ceo, lmfao. i own a weapons manufacturing company! we make guns of all kinds and also robots and some other stuff too. tech-y stuff. porta potties. i even have my own military, haha! so yeah i can just do the cat thing and my factories will start pumping them out nbd

i mean, hypothetically. i guess i don't have my company anymore, huh? damn.

[ surprise, he's a warmonger??? ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[adrien is too dead inside to have an emotional reaction to this that isn't "huh. ok", but there is something he has to question:]

...i get the rest of the stuff but why porta potties????

[jackhole]

people have to poop somewhere, adrien.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

ok but what does that have to do with all the tech and weapon stuff???

[jackhole]

well, it's not like i'm selling the guns to MY planet. that'd be dumb.

i sell them off planet. sometimes those planets need somewhere to poop because they're super awful planets full of garbage and cannibals. it's pretty simple, adrien.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

... so are you helping the cannibals or...?

[jackhole]

no, no. killing them. usually killing them? idk, sometimes it's a bit of a toss up. whoever has the cash gets the gun, pretty much.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

oh. yikes.

[did he JUST get the warmonger--]

maybe if you make a new company you could just make robot pets? that seems less dangerous.