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cradleproject2016-06-05 08:07 pm
al2955) wrote in cradleproject2016-06-05 08:07 pm
WEEK 1 - Online
| 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_ |
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this is bad - not for the fact that her weight and height are out in the open (though thankfully they left out her bust), but because right after that, "persona summoning" is listed as a skill. no one is supposed to know that; SEES had taken careful precautions to make sure that no one knew about personas besides the people that could harness them. besides, it was all supposed to be over. she had put an end to all of the fighting.
her face is noticeably paler than usual as she reads on, swallowing nervously. she can't let it look like she's bothered, but as she reads everyone else's names, her anger and uncertainty is beginning to mount. ]
...It's pretty rude to just reveal a girl's measurements like that.
[ at least they said she's charming. ]
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[her eyes are scanning the list to match a name (and abilities) to the person she's speaking to.
interesting. she's filing all of this away (sans measurements, those aren't useful to her right now) to ask about later. she doesn't know what it is exactly, but this persona thing seems like it could be worth investigating in only for her own expansion of knowledge.]
It looks they they really want us to get to know each other, pre-tty intimately! [she says it with a sing-songy hum, but there's still that underlying edge of concern and curiosity for why.]
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[ it's a good way to break the ice, maybe. but nothing about it is natural social link-making material. ]
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[even though she's bickered with people, she has no personal grudges or gripes, so she's trying to just look at things as objectively as she can/]
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[ that's a scary thought, but not one that she intends to follow along with. nope, only rank-ups now. ]
That doesn't mean we have to go with their plan, though. We should work together to find answers.
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[says the mad scientist, but generally even her most crazy ideas are for trying to refine important research to save lives.]
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[ time never waits, it delivers all to the same end, blah blah blah, but the process shouldn't be hastened by some dumb motive. ]
Let's hope everyone else agrees...
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[says harold, who is definitely still instigating left and right with her flippant manner of handling things.]
People get desperate pretty fast, and a lot of people will kill if they're being promised something they want in that case.