WEEK 9 - Trial

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (9)

saturday TRIAL DAY ONE (19) survivors At 9 AM, a klaxon alarm begins blaring in every area of the ship. The alarm will continue to go off until everyone has gathered in the conference room. Should anyone be running late or avoiding the trial for whatever reason, a robot guide will appear wherever they are and gently but firmly escort them into the room. Once all the living players are present, the conference room doors will lock shut; anyone who wishes to leave for whatever reason will need to ask AL-2955 or one of the robots. Anyone leaving for non-investigative purposes, such as bathroom breaks, will be accompanied by a robot escort. The large round table in the center of the conference room has been set up to help the trial run as smoothly as possible. Three holographic screens hover above the center hollow of the table, visible from every angle. The first screen displays the pictures and profiles of the suspects and victim; the second displays the autopsy report; the third displays a blank word processor. Each of the chairs comes equipped with a virtual keyboard which can be used to type information directly into the third screen, such as theories and updated information; they can also be set into privacy mode, which will transfer whatever notes someone writes directly into their datapad instead of on screen. There's also a tablet function for those who wish to draw charts or pictures on screen. The keyboards will detect the DNA of whoever's using them and record who's typed what - simply press an area of text and the name of whoever wrote it will pop up. The area to the right of the table has been temporarily sectioned off with a glass partition and sliding door for hygienic issues. Inside, the victim's body has been laid out on a metal autopsy table, covered by a plastic sheet. Above it is a holographic screen that displays a close-up color photograph of the body when it was found. A hand sanitizer dispenser has been considerately attached to the wall nearby for anyone getting up close and personal to the body. To the left of the conference table is a display case. Any evidence found during the investigation will be carefully collected by the robots at some point the previous day and placed here before the trial starts. Beneath each piece of evidence is a small tablet where players can type up information, such as a short description or where it was found. There are also empty areas left over for any evidence that may be found during the trial. The shelf at the very bottom of the case has been reserved for an extra rulebook in case anyone needs it. Food will be served throughout the day by the robots, who will take individual orders whenever you're feeling hungry. The trial will end at 9:00 PM, at which point all players will have been expected to cast their vote.

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Comments

[antietam]

Could also be an alien murder this time. I mean, it was pretty gruesome. Remember when Elizabeth admitted she was the last one to see Hancock? [ And now Clover saying she was with Machias. He doesn't really suspect her, though, it's just idle conversation.

Adam can recognize Arumat's handwriting so he doesn't look too hard at that. The papers also confirm to Adam that Clover is highly disturbed. He leaves them. ]

Looks like Arumat was telling her how to use the scythe. Probably the guy's worst idea. [ Seriously why would you give her a scythe. He shakes his head, then goes off to the bathroom to search the shower, sink, trash, etc. ]

[chiseler]

[...this is the worst. This is the worst because while Adam has the SANE, REASONABLE response that Clover's highly disturbed, Luke just sort of feels a little bad for her. It's something he'll take up with her on his own and away from Adam but he's picking up the notebook as Adam walks away to see if he can try to decipher the names himself.]

Sometimes smart people have shitty ideas. Look at half of the ideas I come up with. [He's squinting at the page, allowing Adam to disappear into the bathroom to search.] You really think Clover could be an alien? She killed the one that was inhabiting Elizabeth.

[socloverit]

[Being disturbed and being sad aren't mutually exclusive!!! But yeah she's way disturbed, it's. it's an issue. why was she given a laser scythe.

The bathroom is in similar if less severe disarray; the trash hasnt been taken out, and there are clothes on the floor here, too, and more makeup scattered around the sink. Otherwise, nothing suspicious going on.

The list is its own sheet of paper rather than being part of the notebook! But if Luke really squints through the scribbling he'll be able to read:

Machias
Judar [There's a single crisp line through this; it looks like it was crossed out independently of scribblemagedon.]
Luke
Judar
Mom

[And then scribbles, then POINTLESS. Welp.]

[antietam]

[ That does make Adam laugh. Pretty hard. ] Is that your whole excuse?

[ He sighs at the state of the bathroom and picks up each piece of clothing to check it for blood. ] Yeah, but I doubt even an alien possession could have stopped her from doing that. You have a point, though. I don't think the alien in Elizabeth would have allowed Clover to get in harm's way if that was the case.

[ Finally he gets to the trash. ] Hey, you wanna dig through some garbage?

[chiseler]

[...he's going to fold up that paper and put it in his pocket, sorry he's like this. He's confronting Clover about this on his own. But he looks up and he chuckles to himself partially because he can see the humor in his own idiocy and partially because he can't help but be happy Adam's laughing. Fuck these kids, why does he care so much?]

It's a pretty good excuse. [He appears in the doorway of the bathroom then, tilting his head to the trash.] You really think that's necessary? When have we ever really found anything in the trash? [He's Afraid tbqh.] It's like we've said. The aliens are banded together like we are. I don't think the alien in Elizabeth would allow Clover to get in the way either.

[...sigh. Fine, what if he just...takes a towel and starts tentatively poking through the trash oh gods why Clover come on.]

[socloverit]

[okay but why did we send an all boys group to pick through a girl's clothes and her bathroom trash you GUYS

her clothes are all clean ("clean", they're blood-free) and the trash is just. trash. there's nothing in there but garbage. have fun]

[antietam]

Could be the week we find something. [ Thank God Luke is so impressionable Adam can give a suggestion like 'dig through the trash' and he'll do it. Adam just watches and... there's a lot of garbage. He shrugs. It's fine. ]

Think we're good here. I hope this makes you a little more aware of what your room looks like.

[chiseler]

It makes me aware that Clover really, really doesn't need all of this. [It's mumbled to himself and he stops digging through the trash, knocking his shoulder companionably into Adam's to gesture him out of the room.] Let's go lock ourselves back in the trial room for a while and tell everybody we found absolutely nothing important.