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

[allout]

[ upon hearing the music, minako simply groans, slumping her head on to the table. good god, MAKE IT STOP. ]

Ramen, please... I need something to make this bearable...

[ ramen is not a refreshment, minako. but she turns her head to yell at the hologram-lady-thing over the increasing volume of the music: ]

And a better explanation would be nice!

[al2955]

[ A minute or so after Minako's request, the same robot who has been tirelessly bringing everyone's refreshments in enters the room, carrying a platter with a chrome bowl on top of it. If Minako's palate is especially refined, she will note that the broth of her ramen is pork based. ]

An explanation is coming, Minako. Please allow me the opportunity to secure every participant's comfort.

[allout]

[ holy shit. she didn't actually think that it would work. ]

Uh... thanks!

[ and because she is Very Respectful towards robots, it'll get a gentle pat on the head in appreciation. you're doing a good job, little buddy.

and she does notice the broth - she's had enough ramen back home with akihiko and junpei to know her flavours. it's not the same, but it's familiar enough to almost bring a tear to her eye. beautiful. ]

I guess I can wait now.

[ sluuuuuuurp. ]