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WEEK 9 - Trial Day Two
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. |
Setting
Rulebook
Voting
no subject
[but that doesn't stop her brain from halting all thought processes]
I-- well--- if it's you---
[Marinette fucking stop]
no subject
Alright. Then let's go, my Lady.
[DONT BOW YOU PIECE OF TRASH]
no subject
[grabs his hand and starts running off to a secluded area, absolutely making this look worse]
no subject
Maybe don't rush off so fast...?
no subject
[Where are they even stripping]
[but she gives a sigh of relief once they're out of earshot]
Thank you.
no subject
[he sighs a bit]
They probably won't let that go [and. since the music is still going. they really won't] but I thought it was better that then trying to explain your "new plush ladybug" in the middle of trial.
no subject
I know. But you're right-- it's better this way. [The last thing she wants is for Tikki to be in danger. It'd bad enough that literally everyone knows her secret identity now, but if anything happened to Tikki--]
Er... are we still going to...
[Strip??]
no subject
[why did anyone agree to let him do this smh]
no subject
[She does take out her notebook, though, and hands it to Adrien]
But I guess you can submit this as evidence?
no subject
What's this? Your diary?
no subject
no subject
[look in, he asks, when she told him to submit it to evidence]
no subject
[i'm not writing it all rn though]
[deal w/ it]
no subject
I didn't take you as the kind to take notes...
[is this a commentary on her poor school habits]
no subject
[look she said that he COULD not that he should!!!]
[Anyway, there are a lot of notes on the layout of the ship and detailing the killers and their plans. Everything she knows about Alice and the roles are written, and fuck u i'm not writing everything so fight me]
[Most notably: this message from the datapad is written down, as well as "discovered this with Jason and Minako, could be planted, we don't know"]
[there are quickly drawn diagrams of the bedroom layout, with the killers and dead (minus Minako and Machias) marked as such, as well as notes on Liz and Rhys's behavior prior to alien reveals, theories about Alice, etc]
[She's also quickly jotted down the state of people's rooms during room searches, as well as Luke's greek notes, and etc. It's less of a diary and more what she knows and thinks]
no subject
[It was a COMPLIMENT. also:]
This is... really in-depth. Wow. But... I'm not seeing how it's related to the case?
no subject
It's not. But I keep this on me, so if we're not going to-- [Strip!!] I mean... you could submit it anyway. Since it's something on me.
no subject
[he looks at the notebook and shrugs]
I think you should hold onto it for now. There's nothing relevant here, and I don't think anyone will question whether I saw you strip anyway.
[THOUGH THEY SHOULD'VE but it's not like she could've gotten injured as ladybug anyway. ha ha. dumb magic suits.]
no subject
They let you go into my room with Roxy, too.
no subject
They let me go into my room with Roxy.
[like. this wasn't a great plan]
no subject
no subject
no subject
[even if she wants to make out!!]