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_

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[parodeity]

[ OKAY, DAVE'S OK WITH LIFE AGAIN. ]

Thanks! [ is muffled through a slice of cheese pizza ]

[al2955]

You are welcome, Dave Strider.

[thatbites]

[Emily is here for free real food. She'll reach over to take a slice.]

Good thinking, you two.

[parodeity]

Fuck yes it was, best idea I've had all day. If we're gonna sit through an explanation we're gonna do it with pizza.

[ that makes murder orders better right ]

[thatbites]

At least there's that. I've missed eating something hotter than lukewarm.

[parodeity]

Right? Hell, I've missed just pizza in general. It's cruel and unusual punishment to not supply teens with a steady stream of pizza.

[ he's pretty sure that's a thing. ]

[thatbites]

[That sounds like something Chris would say and she can't help but hide a short chuckle by eating.]

Add it to the petition later if they decide to stop your steady stream at any time.

[Sure is great to not have the murder announcement just yet, huh??]

[parodeity]

This petition is gonna have a fuckton of complaints on it, because also we should protest the lack of internet really.

[ what kind of monster denies people access to the internet? ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

The answer to that was apparently yes?

[he's just going to... reach for a slice. has he ever been allowed pizza idk but fuck his diet tbh]

[parodeity]

I have MISSED pizza. Holy shit.

[ not as much as aj but maybe nearly ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

In three days?

[it is adrien's understanding that most teens eat pizza like, all the time, obviously]

[parodeity]

Try three days on top of three years, man.

[ dave strider's life is a TRAGEDY. ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[chokes on his pizza]

Three years-- what were you, on a massive diet?

[parodeity]

More like stuck on a meteor without delivery.

[ this is better in terms of space rocks to be stuck on

so far

the murder will bring it down to worse tbh ]

[missmaladroite]

[Please don't look behind you, there is a Marinette staring dreamily with her hands up to her face..... ♥ Adrien is there ♥]

[She could have a pizza date! Dinner!! With Adrien! ♥♥]

[...you know, if she can bring herself to talk to him]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[immediately turns around because he feels stared at]

[hey!!! it's marinette!!]

[waves at marinette]

[missmaladroite]

[oh shit he noticed her]

[raises her hand and waves]

[keeps waving]

[doesn't stop waving]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[hesitantly... keeps... waving... back?]

[this is just like that time in the train]

[todorable]

Despite all the other insanity going on here, I've got to say that the pizza delivery in 30 minutes or less was a surprise. Nice work, by the way.

[parodeity]

Thanks, I try. And yeah holy shit this was the fastest pizza delivery ever? I think this goes in the book of world records.

[todorable]

Does it count as a world record if you're in space? Do you have to tip extra if it's coming from millions of miles away?

[parodeity]

Uh...if we have to tip at all they're out of luck since I'm pretty sure our captors stole all my mad money.

[ also boonbucks mean jack shit out of the game ]

[todorable]

[hey that doesn't mean you can't tip with them]

Yeah, and all my...

[ha ha he is broke]

...I bet this is one of those cases where there's some secret charge for us breathing on the food so we're already like twenty billion yen in debt.

[it is not stopping him from chowing down, tho]

[douchemag]

[On one hand, free food! On the other hand, free food that he doesn't recognize. Judar pokes at a slice of pizza dubiously.]

This is supposed to be food?

[Despite his complaining though, he is at heart a lazy mooch, so he'll cautiously take a nibble...before his eyes widen and he proceeds to cram as much of the slice into his mouth as possible.]

Holy shit ohhhhmygoood.

[parodeity]

[ dave grins. ]

It is the best food, I can't believe you doubted my tastes for even a second, bro. I am a connoisseur of all things cool as fuck.