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]

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 ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

A meteor? Why were you on a meteor?

[this is clearly the most important thing here]

[parodeity]

Shenanigans, basically.

[ i.e. he's pretty sure "because we had to escape our universe since we scratched it and also a dog monster was chasing us" would get a ridiculous reaction... ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[... probably yes, but not nearly as much as he expects. adrien just accepts the shenanigans though since. same.]

Sounds like it's just one space shenanigan after another for you. At least you've got access to pizza here?

[parodeity]

Shit yes. Also, the company ain't half bad.

[ you count in that category, adrien. ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[ b e a m s ]

You're right about that.

[parodeity]

[ adrien you are far too pleased to be bros don't you have bros in your canon ]

Of course I am, my taste is impeccable.

[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]

[missmaladroite]

[if only Alya was there to force her to go eat with him and act like a human being]

[because she's not gonna stop]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[...he's just going to... stop after doing it one last time and turn away...]

[...]

[after like three full minutes]

[SHE SURE IS ENTHUSIASTIC ABOUT WAVING]

[missmaladroite]

[continues waving and staring after him with a giddy smile on her face.... MARINETTE JUST GO TALK TO HIM AND EAT SOMETHING FOR THE LOVE OF GOD???]