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

[laptopper]

Completely? Is it something you can't control? [ Hm but there's a way to make stimuli happen probably-- ]

[puzzlesss]

[ please don't experiment on him fumi-chan ]

Perhaps... it is something like that. Or not.

[laptopper]

So you don't know either way, or are you worried I'd try to dissect you to figure it out?

[ ... which. Okay, that's valid, but she's gotten a little better about ethics. ]

[puzzlesss]

Ahaha! You wouldn't be the first to try. [ is he serious here? ] You are welcome to attempt it, but I will not fall victim to your scalpel quietly.

[ no that is not the proper human response, light. ]

... Not that dissecting me would yield any results regardless. All I will say is that the person who could answer your questions best is not present on this ship.

[ but he could too kinda, he's just purposely avoiding this and keeping clover away from Science. ]

[laptopper]

Calm down, I wouldn't dissect you without a better surgeon here anyway.

[ HOW COMFORTING. She sounds slightly disappointed, though. ]