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WEEK 10 - Trial
the pygmalion. . . ONLINE ![]() CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (10) |
saturday TRIAL DAY ONE (16) 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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9pm-9:13pm went back to my room had a quick shower before going over to mom's place
9:13pm-11pm hung out playing furry passing in mom's room waiting for her to get back from wherever. furry passing is clearly not addicting in any way shape or form at all
11pm-11:48pm spent some time working on the best fucking book the world will never see, fell asleep
6:58am mom woke me up by smacking my arm and saying something about pancakes
7am went back to bed for a bit while she went off to wherever b/c fuck that hour in particular
8am headed down for usual breakfast meetup, there were no pancakes but there was aj and cereal so life was good
8:29am decided to go to the weapons locker room and challenge myself to name all the series those weapons in the case were from. i got zelda, lara, portal, the stark trek gun and the mario shell, but i couldn't figure out wtf the catsuit or the solo gun that wasn't star trek was from. debated several potential star trek jokes to use later.
8:42am stopped testing my meme acumen and went to the rec room to see if anyone ruined my ASS streak on the ms pac man machine. fuck you whoever ruined that streak btw
9:04am successfully managed to recreate my perfect ASS glory and proceeded to move on to ddr
9:15am adrien joined me and we had an epic battle
9:20am the power went out but just for the record i was totally winning that dance battle and no one can fucking prove otherwise dont listen to a word adrien says
anyway after we stopped being locked in a dark room together we went biolabs > archives > cold storage where jessie was then i ditched adrien and jess to find mom to reply to a text from luke to get to the airlock where we discovered our space breathing has not in fact been nerfed
since we didnt implode or die when sent on a fetch quest
also fuck this suspect list with a rusty spork what the fuck
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also dont vote for davey haha
no seriously do not
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