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

[toprotecttheworld]

Don't think that music and food will soothe me so easily!

[And out rings Jessie's voice above the rest.]

I want to know who put us in these tacky clothes! I didn't give anyone permission to undress me and then dress me! Where did you put what I was wearing?!

[Oh.]

And have you seen Adrien's Ring? I...I'd really like to help him find that, of course, just point me in the right direction!

[al2955]

Several outfits belonging to you have been cleaned, folded, and hung up in the closets in your individual rooms. Adrien's ring can be found on the bed in his assigned room, much like your Arbok, Jessie.

[toprotecttheworld]

My Arbok...?

[Arbok. So he is here. Jessie's been worried sick about him and Wobuffet ever since she arrived—she never wants to be apart from them this long again. From Pokémon Island to evolving to following her to Johto and fighting for her...

She's tearing up for a moment, but she wipes her eyes as soon as she realizes it.]

I-I have no idea what you're talking about! [Arbok is her secret! If she's in a game, Arbok is her advantage!] Have you...have you seen any Wobuffet?! I'm just curious!

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[smiles at her from wherever he's sitting. HOW NICE IS IT FOR HER TO ASK]

[WITH NO ULTERIOR MOTIVE]

1/2

[toprotecttheworld]

[The inner Jessie is in despair.]

[toprotecttheworld]

[But the inner Jessie also has a new reason to be Adrien's friend, and that's to annoy Mari-all-wet.]

That's good news for you, isn't it Adrien?

[It should be waiting for him in his room!]

I only wish I could have done more to help.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

You've already helped plenty, Jessie! Thank you.

[somewhere marinette is seething]

in this icon: jessie and adrien

[toprotecttheworld]

Just call on me if you ever need anything else, alright?

[And she's going to take a seat right next to him now!]

What do you make of all this, anyways? I'm starting to get more worried.

[She isn't. But Adrien is welcome to think she feels vulnerable.]

meowth that's right

[monsieurchatastrophe]

I don't think it's anything good, since they won't tell us directly. I don't like all this secrecy... or the pandering to distract us.

[he says. eating pizza.]

[toprotecttheworld]

[She's also eating because she's poor and, hey, free food.]

We can't afford to lose our focus for a second! [It's delicious.] There's some larger game being played, I'm sure of it.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Yeah. Whatever real reason they brought us here...

[it's gotta be bad!

later: murder is revealed]

[missmaladroite]

[giving Jessie a dirty look]

[She's watching you]

[toprotecttheworld]

[Orders another pizza and some soda from the robots for Adrien.

;)]

[missmaladroite]

[YOU WILL DIE BY HER HAND]