WEEK 13 - I can't lie to you about your chances, but you have my sympathies.

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

sunday (41) survivors Something in the air breaks, shattering from deep within space itself - and to accompany that sensation is a psychic scream. The ship shakes, coming to a screeching halt as a bright light explodes outside it. It pulses, not unlike a heartbeat, that crawls and crawls along at a slow, grueling pace. The last illusion has been broken, the last mental tie severed and crushed. You've done well up until now, and you can reap the benefits of Her labor; the dead walk among you, after all, and as Her scream rings out, a burst of energy shoots through the residents of the Pygmalion. It's clearly a desperate bid, but it doesn't root itself in place. Instead, you feel lighter than ever - Her attempt to claim you has only unraveled the string that kept you in place. The 40% limit has been lifted, and you are at full capacity. The chains have been broken. Go freely, heroes. taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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[muties]

[ ok why the fuck did all the hot dads end up on the nuwa? all the pyg had was jack and jack is kind of an asshole?? that was unfair.

but after the strilonde reunion^tm roxy will make amends for all the inappropriate hitting on she hasn't been doing these past 12 weeks. so have a teen sliding up to him from behind, like an asshole. ]

Why hello there, good-lookin'. And who's daddy issues are you the source of, huh? [ wait daddy issues aren't flirty ] Er-- I mean, whose dad are you?

[herds]

[ talking to a "former" dad, okay. one that doesn't have all too many happy memories of him being a dad. and he's also kind of an asshole. give it some time, Roxy. contain the thirst.

Booker can feel the hairs on the back of his neck stiffen when he hears the voice of a young lady that was way too sultry-sounding for her own good. coming up from behind was probably the worst (read: best) way to introduce yourself to a defensive guy like Booker, so have him immediately twirling around and pulling back on the trigger of his gun like he was ready to use it.

one good look at her and he realizes she was on the offensive for something completely unrelated to assassinating him. more like assassinating, amirite. ]

I think... you got the wrong person. [ squinty eyes while slowly retracting his pistol. ] 'm not a dad of anyone. And even if I was, you'd do better prowling elsewhere.

[muties]

[ ASSASSINATING. roxy's not even concerned about almost getting shot by a dude, she would have just. phased through the bullet like an op asshole?? homestucks. ]

Hmmmm, no, I don't think so? I have hot dadsense. It's like gaydar, but straighter. But I also have gaydar, I have the full subscription. 19.99 a month with free shippin'. Plus I'm p sure like half of the Nuwa is people's dads? Like, statistically.

[herds]

[ >dadsense
>gaydar
>full subscription
>?????? ]

Ma'am, I don't have the slightest idea what the hell you're talking about.

[muties]

[ squints ]

Ok, so I'mma guess you're like... olden days... Hm. So either; Grell's secret husband, Dorian's secret husband which would be some el primo gay drama, Adelina's dad, or Elizabeth's dad?

[herds]

[ it's a good thing that Booker is used to playing poker. he is able to hide his surprise when she pins him as being connected to Elizabeth, albeit in a way that seems almost foreign to him. there's a bit of curiosity as to why she believed he could have been the secret husband to someone, however...

regardless, he can't just up and deny that he knows her. not when he's expecting Liz to come out of the ship any minute. ]

―You know Elizabeth? We aren't blood, but we have a history. A short one, but... one non-the-less.

[ he'll finally holster his firearm to fold his arms, leaning forward to get a better look at this silver-tongued individual. ]

If you don't mind me asking ― where the hell is she right now?

[muties]

Aha, so you are a hot dad. Adopted dad? See, my sense is always on point.

[ no it's not you're full of shit roxy. ]

Yeah, I know her. It wasn't that big a ship, dude. Uhhh, she's probs makin' out with her husband Jason? He's the one-eyed dude who flew our shitship with Cloves.

[herds]

[ he may not have been too caught up on her modern-day lingo, but there's no doubt that this lady is macking on him like no tomorrow. WHY. Booker wants to just go die again. maybe he can seek solitude in the graveyard, where no one would think it's recommended to try and flirt with a guy such as himself.

... until she starts talking about Elizabeth and her― ]

Her husband? 'm sorry, did I just... did I just hear you correctly?

[ forget answering to the "adopted dad" part right now. don't mind him as he closes what little distance is between them, almost pushing his chest into her own. probably the opposite thing he should have done to someone with flirt beams being fired, but he's got priorities. ]

You're going to sit down and tell me what the hell she's gotten into. And whenever she gets out here, you're going to leave.

[ can't have no witnesses for when he kills her for the dozenth time. ]

[muties]

Oh, I thought you... knew already...

[ jesus shit is no one else a blabbermouth around here. way to fail her pyg.

but roxy doesn't expect him to get all Intimidating Dad on her. she's also not intimidated by it. ]

Lmao, are you trying to dad at me? Hot, but not gonna work. Liz is a bro. Also I probs owe her for the fact that my alien possessed son killed her, stored her body in his inventory, then threw her into space? So.

[herds]

[ no one else thinks to hit on the guy toting his gun around. nor do they likely possess the ability to single out his dadliness and pair him with the corresponding person that he knew from her ship. it's a frightening ability, but one that doesn't stop him from being Intimidating Dad, regardless of it not working or not. ]

Okay, first of all? [ HOW DOES HE EVEN ADDRESS HER WORD VOMIT IN A TIMELY MANNER. ] You started a bit early if you already have a son. Secondly, I'm not trying anything. I need you to... I need you to make a bit more sense for me. You're hurting my head.

[ so much so that he has to pinch his nose and step back. it's the part where she says Liz's body was stored in someone's inventory that makes his brain want to explode. talk about an info dump. ]