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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[al2955]

[ The datapads vibrate, but Furry Passing doesn't auto open. In fact, attempting to open the game would show it's stuck in a loading screen. However, it seems that an emergency ship wide message has been issued - it pops up much in the same way a text message on a cellphone would. ]

We're not out of the woods yet, gang.
Cockpit's unlocked. Get us past her - you've got her weak enough that she can't follow, but as long as we're in front of her, we can't do anything. But she's got us stalled, and without a pilot, we're all doomed to stare up at a Eldritch Abomination's ugly eye until we run out of power.

God speed, soldiers.
You're one hell of a crew, I'll give you that. Even if you forgot to fix the conference room door during an alien trial.
-- CPT. PERKINS

SPACE ROADTRIP NAP

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[ Who wants to pile into the empty pods in the Electric Sheep room to take a nap? Everyone, probably. For the time being, this is a viable option. Hopefully the people piloting don't make this a bumpy ride, there's no seat belts in these things. ]

DRONES

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[ There's a rumble within the ship's machinery. All of it seems to shake violently, as if something beneath it is rushing to the surface, trying to break through. The vents groan with life and there's the sound of skittering that seems to drag on and on and on. There's seemingly no end to it. The noise sounds more and more alive as it continues, as if growing into some kind of taunt in and of itself. Scritch, scritch, scritch...

And then the first drone appears.

It flops uselessly out of the vents, landing with a disgustingly organic splat!, and despite the noise, it begins to skitter closer and closer... It's the same kind of creature that had crawled out of Fiona's mouth during week 11 a cockroach made of flesh and carapace. Then suddenly, with a metallic burst, thousands of the creatures are filtering out of vents, bursting through the floors, crawling on the walls and ceilings.

As if it couldn't get worse, some of them bulge and grow to the size of a man, standing on two legs.

Music plays from the speakers. ]

[deformity]

[ Five Cradles and a Nightmare is too much on Allen's poor soul -- that, and he hasn't truly slept in forever. He's slumped over in a corner; forget the pods, he doesn't want to risk forgetting everything again. He's pulled some sheets from within them over to his nice corner, so he's comfortable enough.

Anyone is free to join him if they prefer! Or wake him if any fighting is happening. ]

[breakshot]

[ With the fight against the queen in the horizon, the crew was in for a hell of a last battle. Fortunately the weapons locker escaped the last conflict relatively unscathed, leaving Machias an opportunity to grab a shotgun and a shitload of shells. Given his orbal shotgun was gone now, he had to make do. It'd make things easier if he had his orbal arts, but unfortunately magic simply wasn't an option.

All that doesn't change the fact he's tired as hell, especially given he hasn't actually slept in weeks - none of the dead have. When he sees Allen, he'll quietly shuffle on over and take a seat in the empty spot nearby. ]

Hey. Mind if I sit here?

QUESTIONABLE PILOTING

[antagonize]

[Did someone call for a pilot? Because that was... probably a mistake. Yes. It was a huge mistake. If you're asking yourself how such a thing could be a mistake, then you won't have to wait for long. Take a look inside the recently unlocked command center, and you will find not one, but two teenagers. Specifically, Clover and Jason. Light isn't far off because he's never allowed out of Clover's sight ever again, some level of exasperated by this mistake but probably not as much as he ought to be??

Both of the destructoteens seem to be getting acquainted with the equipment, however. This can only end well.]

Ooh, what's…omigosh. [And it's at this moment that everybody who doesn't come see this mistake for themselves learns exactly what kind of terror is about to be unleashed, because Clover has found the PA system, and she's waving Jason over and beaming as her voice rings out on the ship.] Attention, Pygmalion! This is your newly-appointed co-captain speaking.

[Oh god. This is a mistake and we are all going to die but when was the last time we heard Clover sound this sincerely happy? Not in a very long time, probably. Jason is dutifully joining her over by the PA system, shit eating grin already in place as he gets ready to make this as (un)pleasant an experience as possible.]

And this is your other newly-appointed co-captain speaking. We suggest you buckle up, travelers, because we're in for one hell of a bumpy ride. Please be sure to keep your screaming and crying to a minimum. If you feel the need to rue the day your captains were born, you can start a queue by the door.

Emergency exits are located absolutely nowhere, so please, sit back and enjoy the ride. Captains Field and Todd, signing omigosh Jason look what I found—

[That may or may not be the least reassuring thing to have ever been uttered, but there we go. Once the "announcement" is done, the ship will be treated to several great musical hits to add ambiance to their experience.]

[mnasthai]

[There's been a lot of stuff happening and well, Kazuma's tired too. And it's a good thing to actually feel tired. So he's just going to nap next to Allen and probably wind up a bit more closer to him than he'd like, but oh well.]

[jackhole]

[ okay here's rhys. he has a piece of gauze taped over to his eye because walking around pupiless is kind of creepy. another piece is taped over his temple because the whole hole in your head thing, also creepy. he's missing an arm though and he is taking GREAT ADVANTAGE of that fact by stealing a bunch of pillows and blankets from the pods and making himself a motherfucking nest in the corner.

fuck all y'all, he's napping. because otherwise he'd be puking. since, uh, he doesn't do so well with space travel. you can come join him in his mound of pillows if you'd like but there's 99% chance he'll tell you to fuck off if he thinks you're a shithole.

(he thinks everyone is a shithole.) ]

[al2955]

[ The cockpit itself isn't incredibly remarkable. It's dark, but the buttons and doodads are lit up with a bright, cyan backlight, so it is very easy to see. Before the two of them stares the Queen's gigantic, horrific eyeball, unblinking and aware. There's two seats; one for Jason and one for Clover, with plenty of room for at least two other people to join them in the back, though there aren't seats provided for them. The walls are also lined with mysterious buttons, but they probably don't want to push those. There's several screens in front of Clover and Jason, and one large screen up top, above the window, that displays several rooms on the Pygmalion at the moment. Each of the feeds are up and running, and it's easy to flick through them. There's also a speaker that can't be turned off at their leisure, where they'll be able to hear whatever it is that people shout back at them. Because of course the new co-captains got to field any complaints about their driving skills. The other screens are exactly what you expect them to be, and they're displaying a big, blinking red ping in front of the dot marked "PYGMALION." Not surprising.

There's two metal hooks on either side of one of the chairs - this one is used to steer. On the other chair is a a stick, hopefully one of them is good at either holding things at full throttle or fighting back against resistance, because this controls the speed. In case of emergency, there's a pair of similar metal hooks on this chair's arms, too, and an emergency speed control button on the other chair's control panel.

What I'm saying is, this is going to be bumpier than anyone expected, because they're going to need to coordinate to some extent. ]

[bloodteller]

[ hopefully yuno is part of the 1% here, because she's slipping into the mound of pillows with rhys. her arms are bandaged all the way up to her shoulders and her legs are wrapped in bandages, too. she kicks her boots off before sinking into the pillow fort, so it's easy to see that her legs are as messed up as she'd told him earlier in the week. she doesn't bother to ask if she's welcome. she doesn't bother to warn she's showing up. she just spots him, relaxing and trying to avoid the whole situation and decides that she wants to do that, too. good enough. enough trauma for a lifetime!!

...but then she wraps her arms around rhys' chest and wails loud and long because HE'S ALIVE OH MY GOD ]

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[Shelley doesn't want a nap. Her body napped for weeks, she isn't wanting to go back to doing that yet.

That's why she's sitting near the entrance, acting as a guard. Feel free to bother her if you wish]

[deformity]

[ mumble mumble feel free but keep the shotgun on your free side bc no one wants to sleep on that zzzzz ]

[deformity]

[ By which you mean, there will be a lot of leaning against each other. Which is what Allen automatically does when he senses a warm body near him. Thank you, tall pillow friend. ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[hey rhys look your sad shitty three legged cat you adopted has all four limbs now!! he went up in value!! also he is part of the 1% but he isn't sure about it, so he kind of. hovers near for a second.]

... Rhys!

[he'd really thought rhys'd go ahead and erased himself, so he's surprisingly relieved, but he ... probably shouldn't say that out loud? what's the etiquette, here? he is so tired.]

[deformity]

[ aw shelley ;o; ]

[erythristic]

[they're free. that bond around her heart was gone. there aren't words to describe the energy that comes rushing back into her bones, a waterfall crashing over, and the sense that things are going to knit back together at the proper pace. it was worth it for that alone - they were going to be alright.

but given everything that occurred, while there's space enough to have a moment between new horrors (no, Jason and Clover's driving doesn't count), the fact remains that the dead have returned. that others have survived as well. and if they went through anything like what she did...then she isn't confident about what state they'll be in.

so whether people are napping, trying to take shelter from the bumpy space ride, or really just Done with this whole endeavor, Grell seeks them out, keeping a mental checklist of who she's seen. to the injured, she offers aid, to friends, a relieved smile. despite personal relationships right now, it's...good to see everyone alive.]

[breakshot]

... Thanks.

[ That's pretty much the answer he anticipated so he's just going to straight up collapse against the wall and get that shut eye, quietly murmuring over to Allen. ]

Get some rest. Aidios knows we'll definitely need it.

[mnasthai]

[ He's kind of bony, but he sure is tall. They've come so far.]

[mnasthai]

[ Kazuma is around, eventually. He looks pretty healthy unlike last time with the whole dropping dead almost immediately, and he's mostly just pretty happy to have more things to do than Furry Passing.

He stops awkwardly when he spots Grell, and he looks both happy and a little flustered upon seeing her. He's still not really good with emotions.]

Miss Grell...!!

[socloverit]

[For the first few moments of Starships following the announcement, things seem like they're going okay. The PA has been turned off so no one is subjected to the destructocaptains' banter, only the booming of Nicki Minaj. It is relatively smooth sailing. Clover has found her way into the speed-controlling chair and yet we haven't died yet.

And then.

And then the bass drops.

We're higher than a motherfucker—

WE'RE GOING FULL THROTTLE]

parlour

[baptizer]

[ Okay, there's a big irony in this.

There has to be. With all the shit going down, even with how physically weak she had become since revival and how much relied on her - she is calming her nerves. At 100% power, she needs to relax. After 13 weeks of dealing with bullshit, Elizabeth requests to be guided to the parlour where she can sit down at a small coffee table and pour herself a glass of wine.

And fucking chug it because this is too much.

She won't get drunk, but she is definitely enjoying a big chilled glass of wine before their inevitable deaths or her - no, ... well, that's to come later. :) ]

[qundercover]

[What is this music. This is not dad music. Bull is undecided if he is a fan or not, to be honest.

At least, all things considered, it is nice to be reunited with a weapon again because that was truly the worst part of being dead. Because he can't resist one final fight and chance to spout off a . . . cool one liner as they fly through the alien queen. Fuck you, space.]

You ready to exterminate?

[qundercover]

[Bull's version of a glass is. An entire bottle. So simply raising that to her health as she chugs it.]

Think you're supposed to toast before downing the first one of the evening.

[tevinteriscoming]

[Gross. But yes, this feels more familiar. Barriering the two of them (and anyone else in the area).]

I am. Can't say the same for my wardrobe. This is my last remaining cloak and its going to be covered in innards, isn't it?

[jackhole]

[ WHAT IS THIS SUDDEN HUGGING... he didn't mind yuno showing up because he sort of expected her to but beyond a sleepy wave, he didn't expect much else. he's actually about to comment about her legs, ask how she's doing when --

okay, the wailing is unappreciated. his one free arm kind of flails a little. ]

-- Ahhhhhh, what the fuck. [ ?????????? ] Yuno, are you alright?!

[ oh my god, pink god teen calm down. ]