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_

Comments

[baptizer]

[ Roxy is a babe but she is a babe who speaks leet and confuses us simple minded folks.

Elizabeth smiles a bit when he talks about growing it out. She wouldn't mind it but - right now it still coincides with the creature that used her body for murder. She's triggered, okay. ]

I will. It's nice to change things up every now -

[ WHAT? He can see her face grow white and her hand goes up, as if trying to dismiss him. ]

Oh my God, no that's - Jason? That was a - Booker!

[ She scolds him and the red on her face flushes hotly. ]

It wasn't a ceremony or anything of that nature. It was - we were tricked by someone who claimed legitimacy of officiating weddings. I promise - there's..

[ nothing. Besides the plastic dinky practice ring she has lodged in her jacket pocket - ]

That's a laugh in itself.