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

[chiseler]

Well the way we broke the fuel reserve was letting Clover and Jason go to town before Yuno, Adam and I blew it up with fireworks and then you came in. Seems like a little much but there's an idea. [...a pause.] Did he not know about the cradles, or he just didn't care?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[shrugs, because breaking is breaking? clearly. he picks at his sleeve as he talks] ...Both. He knew there were bodies in there because people talked about it and I went in, but he didn't care, since those were going to be for the Queen. He didn't know what they actually did, though.

[chiseler]

I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing. But that means he knew what the Queen wanted with the bodies, right? [He doesn't want to entirely ask outright...but he would like to know.]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Exactly what the AI said she wanted. Hosts. Powers, consciousness... all that isn't necessary. All they need is bodies. The reason they don't go for corpses is the rot-- they can't stop the bodies from falling apart. [he takes a moment to continue after that] She... sends her children, gives them host bodies, and they... take and conquer worlds to give her more.

[chiseler]

[There's a pause.]

Somehow I figured that. That's what she wanted to do with me. [It's what she showed him when they encountered her the first time and though he won't say so now, it bothered him a lot.] But she doesn't have any more children does she? Do we know?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[he shakes his head]

I don't know. I mean, she does, she-- over the galaxies-- but I don't know if any of them are with her. It's... They're a collective and they're bound to her? Telepathically. I don't know about physically. [he grimaces a bit] I'm sorry. I know that's not useful.

[chiseler]

That's plenty helpful. It's like working with a bunch of bees. They don't always hang around the queen but they're in touch and everything they do is for her to reach one end goal. The most important thing I'm getting here is that we have to be mentally prepared for everything and the physical is secondary. That shouldn't be too complicated...I hope.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

... Don't underestimate her. She's... She'll be furious, she won't pull any punches.

[that's about all he seems to be willing to add]