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

[tevinteriscoming]

Well? What about them? Could anything besides the yo-yo have caused it?

[chiseler]

We're dealing with Clover's gun, a yo-yo, a sword and a cell phone. We'd have to compare all of those if they used their weapon at all. As much as I hate it, Marinette also has a point. It doesn't make that much sense somebody used their own weapon unless they were hoping Machias would be blown apart and the bruising wouldn't be seen.

[baptizer]

Or it could be so obvious it's ignored.

[ As in, learn from overlooking Elizabeth. ]

[tevinteriscoming]

[Calmly.]

There's the matter of the fabric, with Marinette. She'd have nothing to burn. In the brief window she could have done it, she left
wearing her suit, returned wearing her suit, and she couldn't have transformed out of her suit in between due to their restrictions. Nor would she have, I imagine.

[missmaladroite]

Adrien --- saw me, after the explosions. I was still in costume, and he can tell you there was no blood.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[stage whispering:] I had to carry her up to her room and tuck her in bed. She fell asleep.

1/2

[missmaladroite]

I was resting my eyes. I'm not a baby, I don't need to be tucked in!

[missmaladroite]

Anyway [IGNORES ADRIEN] I'm not arguing to remove me from the suspect list. Everyone has to be considered. But why injure Machias? It seems more likely to me he was knocked down in a struggle than a killer hitting him in the back.

Or he may have been hit with the shotgun to propel him towards the mine?

[toprotecttheworld]

Are you sure you haven't been fooling us this entire time, Twerpiette?

[look Jessie needs to bother her at least once today]

[missmaladroite]

If I were a killer, my plan would be too smart for you to figure out.

[So there!!!!]

[toprotecttheworld]

I'd recognize your stench of polka dots and baguettes anywhere, bug queen. It'd be an easy solve for the great me!

[missmaladroite]

I'd have just put a mirror at the crime scene so you'd get distracted staring at your own reflection and cooing.

Or made the ballpit a crime scene so you and Arbok would end up playing together instead of investigation.

[SHOTS FIRED]

[toprotecttheworld]

That would only work for a few minutes at best and you know it! And Arbok can play with himself!

[Arbok 'chaws' sadly in the background.]

W-wait, Arbok! ...Look at what you did!

[missmaladroite]

Not if I ruined your make-up job as part of my plan!

[But, OH NO, ARBOK!!!!]

Don't worry, Arbok, I'll play with you. And so will Jessie, even if she doesn't want to admit it.

[toprotecttheworld]

Your superpowers aren't strong enough for that!

[The Truth.]

Don't go telling him things like that! Adrien already made me tell Arbok that I love him, that was bad enough!

[missmaladroite]

It's not that great of a job to begin with.

[OOOOOHHH]

Did he? [Go Adrien!!] Well, Arbok is a very good snake. He deserves to know.

[toprotecttheworld]

I'm not about to take make-up criticism from someone who covers all of her drawings in displays of hearts and "Marinette Agreste" logos.

[OOOOOOOH.]

I mean, yes, but he already knew! Arbok already knows!

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Wait, she does what?

[no one has told him this]

[socloverit]

[gonna try being on reassuringly petting Arbok duty so Jessie can focus on fighting the twerps in peace]

[chiseler]

That's also a good point. It wouldn't make sense for her to get other clothes to wear over her suit and then burn those either. So we're back to, again, not having a solid answer.

I don't get it. Why would you burn the entire outfit and how would you get back to your room?

[tevinteriscoming]

Perhaps if you wore something over your bedclothes to catch the blood?

[missmaladroite]

The incinerator being used might just been to throw us off, like with Shelley. It could be a case of the killer trying to trick us into thinking they adhered to a timeline....

[todorable]

There was definitely blood everywhere, though, including the door to the anti-gravity room, right? Made sense to wipe it off on something so it didn't get on the door locks.