WEEK 1 - Online

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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

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[oh my god adrien can't be intimidated by bull when he's so sensitive, this is too sad. he's just going to raise an arm to comfortingly pat his... uh. his elbow is probably the highest he can reach tbh]

Right. Not that it matters even if they hadn't.

[THERE THERE...]

[qundercover]

[The weight is entirely made up of feelings. Thank you, Adrien. Bull feels better, very comforted by this pure child.]

Least I'm the tallest here. Counts for something.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Yeah. You're even taller than the Gorilla!

[a beat because that. is that offensive without context]

That's my bodyguard back home, I don't mean an actual gorilla. What I meant is... it's very impressive!

[qundercover]

[Well, it was a little offensive, but context helps.]

Yeah, there's definitely a job market for big guys with animal names. Something about it makes us great bodyguards.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Animal names?

[does that mean he also has one because adrien is just a dick and nicknamed his driver/bodyguard based on the fact that he never talks]

Sorry, that's rude. I mean, I'm Adrien, what about you?

[qundercover]

The Iron Bull. Tell your guy he really wants to make an impression, start adding some adjectives. Really spices things up.

[Well, Adrien, we can't all be as good at naming as Bull is. Give him a second, he's totally gonna eyeball Adrien's card.]

Shit, lot of you are young.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

So... should I call you Bull?

[since he said he added the adjectives... also he just shrugs at the young comment because everyone's been reacting the same way.]

Apparently we're old enough for whatever this is.

[qundercover]

[A deep sigh. Everyone drops the "The."] Sure, Bull's fine. That's what most of the Chargers call me anyway.

Yeah, guess I was swinging an axe at your age. Still, was a lot bigger than you then.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

If there's anything else you'd prefer--

[but then he pouts at the comment. he's!! one of the tallest in his class!!!]

I'm still growing.