WEEK 1 - Online

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (1)

monday (41) survivors It had been three days since you had awoken. The ship was still quiet, except for the low hums of enigmatic machines with no apparent purpose. You awake, like usual, to dim lighting and poor rations. Perhaps being on the ship had grown monotonous — it was, perhaps, amazing how little anything seemed to happen in space, a final frontier of malaise. That monotony is crushed by a voice echoing through the narrow hallways. Reformatting . . . Reformatting . . . Reformatting complete. The Pygmalion is online. Welcome, travelers. Please assemble in the meeting room. Your presence is mandatory. Silence falls once again. A minute or so passes, and the lights around the ship finally brighten, the walls looking more alive and more unfamiliar — as if you must relearn the ship's interior once again. The robots on deck begin to make rounds, nudging and pushing at the ship's passengers to make their way to the meeting room. You hear the doors behind you lock. It seems there is only one path to take. ENTER COMMAND_

Comments

[tacklefordwhimsy]

Snrk...haha-

[Okay, that got Shelley to have to press her hands against her mouth to not to burst out laughing. It takes a few seconds to stop, at least]

S-Sorry, I'm not laughing at you! It is just that you remind me so much of someone back at home...it is the attitude. She isn't afraid of breaking the law to do what she wants and is quite proud of her womanly charms, too. It is giving me a bit of homesickness.

[toprotecttheworld]

You're homesick already? Don't you think that's a little pathetic?

[Harsh words, but it's only been two full days. Jessie is more showersick and hairproductsick. She desperately needs both.]

You might want to steel your nerves. We might be stuck here for a while.

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[Have all the harsh words you want, Jessie. Shelley doesn't really care]

Oh, I was ready to be homesick. I was in middle of leaving the city I grew in when I was kidnapped. It isn't like I was going to return there anytime soon, but I suppose I wasn't as prepared as I thought I was.

[After that her back straightens and she seems much more confident than she was a second ago]

Nothing that can be done about all this for now, so I'll just sit back and see where everything goes. Don't worry about my nerves of steel, that won't be a problem.

Besides you're going to be quite an example about that, won't you?

[Shelley hopes so, at least. It'd be hypocritical if you turned into a wreck anytime soon]

[toprotecttheworld]

Of course I'll be the example of that!

[Except she was almost crying when AL mentioned Arbok. Shh.]

You're almost cute even if your hair reminds me of a twerpette, so I'll just tell you for your own good. Keep that kind of thing to yourself. If things start getting worse, people will jump right on that.