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

[tacklefordwhimsy]

That is what everyone with a serious interest in science says. Only the best manage to warp the laws of reality and life, though.

Not that I understand science very well, it has never been my forte.

[unasking]

[Well, he chuckles briefly.]

And what exactly is your forte? "Preventing the end of the world," I believe it was? That's quite the skill to have.

[tacklefordwhimsy]

That was just once, or twice. Most of the time it's something city-wide. Maybe it's less 'preventing' and more like solving everything while it is going underway.

...

Most of the time, at least. Sometimes I fail.

[She isn't perfect. There are a few times her panache and bravery didn't save the day, and the results of those days weren't pretty]

[unasking]

[ . . . . well. His gaze softens at that, if only because he does have a bit of a soft spot for humans who go out of their way to protect others.]

It's admirable regardless that you make the attempt.

To have even succeeded once or twice - those can't be discounted either.

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[Oh, you flatter her. She is sure she must be blushing a bit]

It isn't like I did everything by myself, there are people I can count on to help me. I don't think I would have managed to do it if they hadn't been willing to listen to little old me.

[It's the power of -*friendship*-]

[unasking]

It is rather impressive what people can accomplish when they band together, I can agree with that. [even if he wouldn't quite call it ~*friendship*~ but sure, whatever works]

I'm glad that people like you and your acquaintances can be relied upon as such.