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

[deformity]

Yes, poor fool... he sounds sad and confused. And he's probably insane.

[ Crying?? Mass murder?? Allen's judging hard.

Wait, that's a picture of you. Whoops, sorry. (Except not really, he's still judging the mass murder part.) ]

Er. [ Here, have an innocent smile and a wave. Ha ha ha, nothing to see here. He didn't say anything rude. ]

[jackhole]

[ rhys just stares at allen from across the table for a long moment

and then he jumps up and mimics strangling him with both his flesh and robot hand for a moment.

he's also probably sitting next to jack too which just makes this even worse. ]

Not insane!

[deformity]

...

[ Allen's not so sure about that... And he didn't deny the first two. ]

... but still sad and confused?

[jackhole]

[ dropping into his chair with a huff and his arms crossed ]

Sometimes a man gets a little emotional, it's not that big a deal.

[ aka yes ]

[deformity]

So... yes. [ And then a little more quietly: ] May I ask about the rest of it?