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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[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!