WEEK 9 - Trial Day Two

[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

[missmaladroite]

Probably so the killer could change one of their greatest regrets.

[chiseler]

So then what's yours? [Marinette you might be one of his kids but he has to ask.]

[missmaladroite]

[She hesitates and glances away.... and starts to blush]

[What a loser]

I.... I wish I had told Adrien how I feel about him before we ended up here... I... always got so nervous.

[chiseler]

[.........]

I. Wait, are you serious? [don'tlaughdon'tlaughdon't--oh fuck it, sorry, Marinette.]

[missmaladroite]

[RUDE???]

What is that supposed to mean?!

[chiseler]

It means that you are one of the most confident girls I've seen...when you're Ladybug. That doesn't transfer over as Marinette? [Look everybody knows who they are by now, no sense in hiding anything.]

[missmaladroite]

It doesn't work like that! I'm a superhero, I promised Paris I'd protect them, I have to be confident. When I'm Ladybug, it's different from just... being me!

[that barely makes sense, Marinette, but okay]

[chiseler]

You're literally just wearing a costume. [Exhausted murder parent voice? Exhausted murder parent voice.] How is that any different?

[missmaladroite]

I-- have powers! I'm not just plain Marinette anymore. [ugh Luke stop doxxing her]

Besides, I... when I was first.... I didn't think I could be Ladybug in the beginning, either.

[chiseler]

Why not? [But wait, good point.]

...you mean that yo-yo thing, right? You have that on you right now?

[missmaladroite]

I'm--- too clumsy, and awkward. I didn't think I was cut out for being a superhero.

[She still kinda doesn't, but shh]

Why? You want my yo-yo...?

[chiseler]

[There's a short, slightly proud grin.]

I think you're wrong, but that's just me. [She's done well so far...which is why this sucks he has to ask her this.] But I'm afraid so. There's something I'd like to check. Can I borrow it for a few moments? If Ladybug will let me, of course.

1/??

[missmaladroite]

[She seems kind of surprised to hear that. Wow, someone really does have self-confidence issues]

Oh-- Thank you.

[missmaladroite]

Just-- give me a minute. I'll be right back!

[Runs away. Marinette, why are you like this]

[missmaladroite]

[anyway you know the drill, lightshow, etc]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Wait, you had a crush on me back home?

[......adrien you guys are dating]

[missmaladroite]

Well, I--- [THIS IS THE WORST POSSIBLE TIMELINE] How could I not? You're so perfect, and, and, nice, and smort-- ah, smart, and--

[Someone's reverting to stuttering mess]

[are you starting to clue in why she was doing that, Adrien]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[oh my god. oh my god????]

So... the reason you were always so awkward and nervous when we talked at school was... I thought you didn't like me!

[IS HE AN IDIOT?]

1/2

[missmaladroite]

WHAT?! [these actual morons]

Why wouldn't I like you?! You're so great, and amazing, and-- I, of course I liked you! I just.... couldn't... I couldn't think what I was saying!

Er, say what I was thinking!

[missmaladroite]

[although]





I didn't know you were Chat Noir.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Obviously? What does that have to do with...

[wait.]

What are you saying?

[DOES SHE NOT LIKE HIM AFTER ALL he thinks, like some kind of idiot child]

[missmaladroite]

[She seems to be recovering a little, but still red as she giggles]

[At him]

It's funny, isn't it? We were already partners. And--- I thought you were so cool, but I didn't realize you were really Chat Noir! Always making bad jokes and swaggering around like a peacock! Hee hee. If I had known that, I wouldn't have been so nervous about confessing to you.

[in fact Adrien was never cool]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[Adrien is just. so baffled. does she not think he is cool??? marinette??? he is so cool????]

Swagger like a... I don't do that! As Chat or otherwise!

[no he absolutely does]

[missmaladroite]

[CONTINUES LAUGHING]

You know! I couldn't believe you were Chat Noir, because I thought you were so much more refined-- but your secret was that you were really just a big, hyperactive kitten who can't keep his nose out of trouble.

[she thinks she's funny]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[what!! the heckie!!! this is slander!!!!!! he honestly has no idea how to feel about this reveal]

It's not that funny.