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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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[PURPOSELY... IGNORES THE FACT THAT HIS PROFILE IS OUT THERE FOR THE WORLD TO SEE. Their captors are obviously not messing around if they managed to dig up this much information on everyone — but first thing is first.]

What I wanna know is what kind of "dick jokes" we're talking about here.

[Browsing through everyone's profiles, right in front of their faces.

... His profile also makes him sound fat. This is a crime. Thanks, DC.]

[ yes you have successfully summoned jack ]

Uh, obviously hilarious ones.

[ because jack is the one telling them??? duh??? ]

But, hey, gonna read your mind here and say you can't ask for one. Doesn't work like that. A good dick joke isn't something you can force. It has to just happen naturally.

I'm actually gonna back up the reality tv star here, good dick jokes are all au naturel, the forced ones are just tryhard and unfunny.

[ this is the only conversation dave cares about enough to interrupt, what does that say about him. ]

Eeeexactly. [ He draws out that first syllable with a smile, because THIS KID... He gets it. ] Now, granted, forcing any kind of joking? Totally ruins the joke. In general. But it's extra unfortunate with a dick joke, because a well timed dick joke is always hilarious. It's a law of the universe or something.

[ A pause, and then: ]

Also, why the hell do you think I'm a reality TV star? That's stupid.

Your hair is too completely fabulous for anything else.

[ dave says, completely deadpan.

but no it's jack's heavy vanity and big personality, tbh. ]

Okay, that's. That's actually pretty fair.

[ Jack had been expecting to get offended, but this is factually true and holds up, so he just nods. ]

Wouldn't say reality TV so much as "handsome CEO," but I'll take it.

I can switch it to handsome CEO if that's your preference.

[ they are basically the same thing anyway in this case he feels ]

[ He nods, giving a true reality tv star/CEO kind of smile. ]

Yeah, see? That's the kind of yes man I like. You're going places, kid.

[ So that's a yes ]

[ i mean dave is basically just too go with the flow here to argue the point and also he thinks jack's self-confidence is entertaining, but ok

he will take jack apparently approving of him, sure ]

As long as those places involve our captors hopefully unlocking our rooms I'm chill with that.

Also fair. Kind of sick of sleeping, you know—

[ He waves a hand vaguely, which is meant to refer to wherever the fuck they've been chilling so far, because who knows. It's a mystery I'm too lazy to answer. ]

Same. I dibbs'd a couch so mom could sleep on it and have been, you know, sleepin' on the floor.

[ IT SUCKS ]

Back to your mom again? But, I mean, that's good. At least you're not sharing.

[ That's an improvement from the last time they talked... Ish. ]

But, fine, I'm interested. Just who is your mom, anyways?

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Fair enough.

[He didn't actually want to hear one, but sure. Okay. He's not going to ruin Jack's dick shaped hopes and dreams.]

Guess I'll just have to cross my fingers and hope to be in your general vicinity when inspiration strikes.

[ That at least gets Jack to laugh, because, hey, anyone that appreciates a good dick joke is probably less terrible than the other people he's stuck with. Maybe. It's how he chooses to think of this, at least. ]

I mean, statistically speaking? Chances are pretty good. This place is friggin' tiny, there's not many of us, et cetera, et cetera, you get the picture.

Huh. Looks like there's a silver lining to being stuck in space with a gaggle of strangers, after all.

[Jack needs better standards. They all need better standards.]

Well, well! Aren't you the dangerous one?

[She's actually a little impressed! If it's all true.]

[Embrace your extremely unflattering skill list, Jessie. Embrace it.]

I like to think of it as being prepared.

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[Oh, she will. In the right company, of course. She could do without the yelling part, however.]

And what are you trying to be prepared for? Detective work? You're a bit young to be a policeman.

[Says the girl from a world where people leave home at 10 and never age.]

[He laughs. SO CLOSE YET SO FAR...]

Something like that.

[Share that fountain of youth with the rest of us mortals.]

But can't a guy be prepared for the sake of being prepared?

Only if he's worried about something.

[That's not quite true, but it is a little amusing to her that a nineteen year old seems so interested in such colorful activities.]

Maybe it will come in handy, who knows? Whenever whatever this is finishes, we should start looking around the ship again. If you found a way to escape, you'd tell me, wouldn't you?

The way I see it, there's always something to worry about.

[It's all part of the life he got suckered into. Thanks, Batman.]

Sure. I'd tell you, and everyone else. No point on sitting on the kind of info that could get us all out.

[She lowers her voice a little.]

But just so we're clear, you'd tell me before the others, right? You're not the only one with an interesting set of skills around here.

[Please look at her profile, she has an awful list of skills.]

[SKILLS LIKE BREAKING & ENTERING. And yelling. He's not exactly impressed over here.]

You seem pretty keen on being the first one to know. Any reason why?

[You'd think people would at least pretend to be team players in this situation...]

[Oh, she'll pretend.]

Only so I can help you spread the good news around, of course! What other reason could there be?

[;)]

Oh, I don't know.

[Laying the sarcasm on pretty thick.]

You could want to escape on your own, long before anybody else gets to hear about it. Or you could be looking to sabotage the escape route. With a group like this [gesturing to the profiles] it's not hard to imagine we might have unsavory types among us. Might even be a mole within our numbers, for all we know.

[Jason Todd: Paranoid to the extreme.]

So — don't worry. I can spread the news by myself.

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