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

saturday (10) survivors Something is different. You can feel it in the air: an ominous presence that weighs down the ship like it's underwater. Try as you might, you can't escape the feeling that you're being watched, the sensation of someone just out of view tailing you. Tensions are high, and paranoia grows with it. You feel it more than see it, and that's what warps your perception of the ship. Is it darker? Are the lights dimming? Who is it that calls out to you? Why is it so cold? Who can you trust? The distinct sensation of not knowing who your back is to wraps around you. There is one thing you can trust in, however; though you feel exposed, you are not alone. Mother is here for you. taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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[douchemag]

[As bad as his memory is, even Judar can't forget that massive rack of horns. He opens his mouth for a terrible joke about horny corpses - and then Bull walks into the clearly super sketchy room and he rolls his eyes into the sky.]

Seriously?

[Okay, this is why warriors are stupid and mages are better. Who the hell just enters a room where there is clearly dangerous magic going down without any protection? He's super tempted to just let Bull and Dorian sort it out themselves - hell, for all he knows, that magic's just foreplay for them and they're about to bang. Plus if he keeps trying to save people, his street cred will never recover? But on the other hand, they're probably going to need all hands on deck against the Queen, and he should probably at least make a minimal effort to keep at least one of their fighters alive.

Also he's like super fucking bored and wants to fight something. So he'll enter after Bull, making sure to keep his barrier up around him.]

[antietam]

[ Adam can't do anything, really. Judar and Bull probably have most areas of a fight covered, but he can't help but want to do something for Dorian. This is a task for all of them, right?

The chrome walls make it easy to find a reflective surface, and he's going to grab Luke to watch him while he starts in. It takes some time for him to forget himself and go in deep enough to actually be able to find Dorian, but he gets there.

He ends up as an apparition in the room, not really there, but able to communicate with the others. ]

[bloodbiter]

[from the moment she was revived, she's been wandering the ship as best she can, trying to find someone among the living (though she supposes they all are, now) - and it just so happens that she finds several near the bio lab. she enters as well without much fanfare, glancing around with a frown to see if she can discern where the fire is. she tries not to stumble as she moves forward.]

Bull? Judar?

[thanatosincarnate]

{ Arumat's never been one to fear much and that extended to now—his own movements shadowed the rest as he is wont to do whenever accompanying that of another force. Surprisingly, in his own hands, are clutched his old signature weapon—there was a brief, chaste meeting with a certain fiery, young lady who returned his weapon to him. For once, Arumat's luck didn't run dry on that count.

He inevitably comes in right after Adelina, his grip tightening on his weapon, and taking a general look around the area to see where he might need to strike. It's the first thing that comes to mind, and he offers little in terms of arbitrary greetings or speech. }

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