WEEK 0 - Awakening

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (0)

friday - sunday (41) survivors You awaken with stiff arms and legs — a pervading out-of-body feeling. You may briefly find it difficult to move your limbs, only able to stare lifelessly out of the blue tinted glass in front of your eyes. It's very cold. It's so cold that your heart seems to beat only every so often. Are your eyes even open yet? It would be so easy to slip back into a deep sleep, to let your frigid body rest a while longer. That probably isn't what you want to do, though. You want out of the claustrophobic pod you've found yourself in. If you wiggle your head enough, you can turn to see other pods much like yours — other people, all in identical utilitarian outfits, made complete with an emblem on the sleeve. No matter how much you whoop, or how much they holler, none of you can hear a single thing. Until a song begins to jangle loudly. As it reaches its chorus, the pods unlock, their latches lazily swinging up above you. You can't worm yourself out of the blankets you're wrapped in fast enough. As the song reaches its inevitable end, you're met with a deafening silence and an enveloping darkness — the dim lights above only serve to showcase the room's sleek and chrome walls and floors. If you get tired of the suffocating tension in this room, you may decide to venture outside — there's an entire building waiting to be explored. A building? For some reason that doesn't seem right. There's no exit, only a nonfunctional elevator. Everything is of polished design, yet it does not feel quite right — it's much too dead. Strangely, most rooms seem to contain an identical statue, one of two twins knelt and holding a jar, as if to pour its contents to the floor. It remains one of the few rustic design elements of the area. To make matters more eerie, there are doors — rooms, it seems like — with names on plaques. Your names. Trying to twist the valves open yield nothing, however — they're locked. It's all confusing, strange, nonsensical, and everyone is so loud. Perhaps if everyone would shut up — if only you could shut them up — you could— Silence. ENTER COMMAND_

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[missmaladroite]

friday - after waking;

[That music was loud, right? You're disoriented, confused, your ears are ringing as the silence kicks in--- and then that merciful (or merciless) silence is broken by the sound of girl screaming.]

[What follows next is probably difficult to discern, as the source of the screaming is freaking out and patting herself - her clothing - and her ears (??) down]

No, no, no, no, where is it--- What am I wearing?! Ti---

[She looks down her own shirt, crouches down to look at the floor, and doesn't seem to find what she's looking for. She straightens up, abruptly, takes a deep breath, and starts talking to herself again. This is quite the scene for anyone nearby]

This has to be a trick! Or... a dream! But Adrien's not here-- What should I do, what should I do? [A beat, and then it clicks.] If I pinch myself, I'll wake up!

[Unfortunately for Marinette, this only ends up in another loud:] Ow! Ow, ow! [INSTANT REGRET.]

[Aaaaaand it's at this point she finally clues in that you were standing here to witness at least part of this, if not all of it. She freezes up in a deer in headlights, and then gives you the most awkward smile and very slowly raises her hand]

Oh... hello! I, um, I didn't.... how long were you standing there? [rip Marinette]

friday - room search;

[And here's a teenage girl, very soon after that embarrassing freak out that we won't speak of, making her way around, crouching to look at those creepy identical statues, and finally making her way to the doors with the names. Here, she gives them a perplexed look - face creasing - until she finds one name in particular, Adrien Agreste]

Oh! Adrien's here?

[if it's a dream, then it's the good kind. Suddenly oblivious to anyone nearby, Marinette stares in wonder at the name...]

Adrien is here! He's just on the other side of this door! [...Only to give a dreamy sigh, and presses her face against the door, as if trying to peek inside. Naturally, it doesn't budge, but she doesn't seem to care. She's off in her own little world.]

Ohhh.... Adrien....

[What a creep. Of course, you also get to privy to this scene. Do you walk away? Alert her to your presence? Call her a stalker? Pretend you saw nothing?]

saturday - medical bay;

[By now, everyone's calmed down, right? There shouldn't be any need for screaming, or panicking, or excessive noise. They're all there together, trapped, confused, and without answers, and there isn't any conceivable reason for pandemonium at this mom--]

[Uh oh, what was that crash coming from the medical bay? What's that second crash? What's that urgent beeping? Just what is going on?!]

[If you are in the area, or just unwisely choose to investigate the chaos, you will hear some frantic talking--]

Sorry, sorry, sorry!

[--as well as continued beeping like machines are going haywire. Pictured at the scene of the crime: a panicked teenaged girl hastily trying to right a robot with diagnostic equipment that apparently fell over, while simultaneously knocking down anything in range.]

[How did one girl make this much of a mess?! She stares at you helplessly]

What do I do!?

After waking up

[tacklefordwhimsy]

Since you started freaking out. Sorry, I couldn't look away.

[Shelley is worried about you, young girl. Are you okay?]

[missmaladroite]

[No, she really is not. Marinette keeps smiling awkwardly, and keeps her hand awkwardly suspended in a wave.]

[She's really not okay.]

Well, I-- was just a little surprised, that's all! [There's the start of a nervous laugh]

You wouldn't have happened to see any earrings around here, have you? Or a-- c, um, a toy? A red toy...?

[tacklefordwhimsy]

Uh, I don't think I have seen any of that around here...is it urgent? It'd be easier to search once all these people leave the room.

[But Shelley is going to look around now, either way, just because you seemed really upset]

friday room search aka gtfo u stalker

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[someone sure said his name a lot of times-- wait, isn't that??]

Marinette! Hi!

[he waves. it sure is good to have something else familiar here...]

I'm glad to see you.

[SEES NOTHING WRONG WITH HER LOVINGLY CREEPING ON HIS DOOR, NOPE]

never 1/2

[missmaladroite]

[cue screaming]

[and she's jumping about a half a foot into the air]

[missmaladroite]

Adrien! [she's going white as a sheet] I-I see you didn't--- didn't Adrien you--- didn't---

[Marinette, this is embarrassing, even for you.]

Is.... this your... I mean, this is your door on the name......

[nailed it.]

room search

[toprotecttheworld]

You've got it bad, don't you?

[Jessie can't help but be amused; she, too, has lusted after men in her lifetime. She's a gorgeous catch, so why shouldn't she fantasize about gorgeous men to sweep her off her feet and then do all of the housework?

She takes a few steps closer.]

That was quite the moan. I heard it from the hallway, you know.

[Sure, maybe it was a sigh, but Jessie can tease a twerpette, can't she?]

[missmaladroite]

[This is a new low; she's being kinkshamed by Team Rocket]

[Marinette, upon realizing she is not alone with her new love: the door, slowly turns around with a look of dawning horror. A look that is sure to define her as she keeps getting caught being embarrassing]

I wasn't--- that wasn't a moan!

[yes, she does indeed got it bad. She straightens up right away, trying to cover up the name on the door, and coughs]

I was just-- I door this found! Er, found this door!

[She's too scandalized to get angry. Yet]

medical bay

[muties]

[ what the hell is going on over here, holy cow. how did. wh. child, how.

roxy stares for a moment with both eyebrows raised, because wow girl. wow. ]

... I'd start by chillin' the fuck out?

[ then at least you won't knock more stuff over?? ]

[missmaladroite]

[It's truly miraculous how one girl can be this clumsy]

Right, of course, you're right. I'm calm, I'm calm--

[Deep breaths, Marinette, deep breaths.]

[Except that in the process of taking deep breaths, the robot slips from her hands and crashes back to the ground, loudly.]

--I'm not calm!

[good luck, Roxy]

friday; room search

[thanatosincarnate]

...

{ Arumat probably involuntarily made a sound of mild displeasure, albeit somewhat quietly. He's walked in on something private--and he tries to turn around to go away hopefully undetected. }

[missmaladroite]

[No such luck. The sound is enough to shake her out of her reverie and she turns to stare at this new challenger approaching]

[and immediately coughs and straightens out]

I was just-- checking something!

[Nailed it]

room search

[bloodbiter]

[She'd been searching for her own room when she came upon this girl. For a few moments, she simply watches, wondering if she should alert Marinette to her presence. After deliberating for several moments, she finally speaks up.]

Pardon me, miss... How do you fare?

[missmaladroite]

[Please do, Adelina, this is ridiculous. She looks like she's going to rub her cheek against the door before she finally notices that someone else is with her]

Oh! Oh! I'm fine, I'm just... I was looking for... a door! And I found it!

[followed by a nervous laugh. Please put her out of her misery]

after waking

[antagonize]

Long enough.

[In other words: he saw all of it. It was like watching a particularly catastrophic train wreck. Awful, but you just can't look away. Please sit down and take a breather, young lady.]

You going to be okay? Or should I get ready to watch you pinch yourself again?

[missmaladroite]

[This is awful. She's already groaning and bringing up her hands to cover her face, peeking at him through them]

[This is one of the other two superheroes you have to deal with, Jason Todd. Good luck.]

I- I'll be okay! I just need to find my earrings. And my to-- I mean, my cat-- I mean, my toy cat, it's red, if you've seen it, please let me know!

[(no, she's not going to be okay. DEEP BREATHS, MARINETTE)]

med bay

[parodeity]

[ ...well shit. ]

Uh. First thing, take a deep breath and like. Stop. Touching things for a second.

[ he's not sure but he thinks she might be making it worse? ]

[missmaladroite]

[no, she definitely is.]

Alright! I'm not touching anything anymore!

[she lets go of the med robot she was trying to haul upright, attempting to follow his advice and breathe, and that poor abused robot clatters loudly to the ground. Again.]

[WELL DONE, MARINETTE]

saturday

[seeherheart]

[ Of course with all the noise, Raleigh couldn't not come running to investigate.

Ah, jeez... how did this happen? ]

Hey, hey! Easy.

[ He skirts into the room, hopping over fallen supplies as he moves to help her steady the robot. ] Deep breath. You're fine.

[missmaladroite]

[Thanks for helping, Raleigh, because she totally lets go of the robot in panic when he draws closer. Hopefully he's got a solid grip on it]

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was just looking around, and---

[groans, because she's so clumsy]

I'll clean it up right away!

room search

[breakshot]

[ Oh, well. This isn’t awkward. Or uncomfortable. It’s already a bit unsettling to find sealed off doors with names on them, but this. This sight. Wow. Should he turn the other way and leave?

You know. He'd like to, but he’d also really like to see for sure if he’s got a similar plate in one of these units too. So instead Machias audibly clears his throat, making his presence known at least before walking in. He won’t outright disturb her, but from the look on his face it's clear Marinette's already made a spectacular first impression. ]

[missmaladroite]

[She's just about to rub her face on the nameplate when Machias clears his throat and gets her attention. She freezes in place, slowly turning around... and yeah, gets a good look at that expression]

I--- um--- I-- was just---

[There is no way to dig yourself out of this grave, Marinette, give up]

Looking for a friend!

[nailed it]

room search

[douchemag]

[...well. Okay, then. Judar just watches this for a moment before saying super flatly:]

Wow. You're super creepy.

[missmaladroite]

[yes, yes she is.]

[But she snaps out of her Adrien reverie entirely when he calls her out, shrieking and jumping about a foot into the air]

No, I-- I wasn't doing anything!