WEEK 11 - TRIAL

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (11)

saturday TRIAL DAY ONE (13) 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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[erythristic]

If we can deal with the gas, I can take care of the door!

[she's stepped back due to Marinette's warning, but narrowing her eyes at that door...she can't let some gas stop them from entirely ripping apart this assailant.]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Does anyone have some kind of cloth we can use to cover our faces? It'll be makeshift, but it should be fine long enough for us to see the damage.

[no one wants to hear poison tips from the kid who passed out from poison gas one week but here he is, asking]

[douchemag]

I can throw up a barrier for anyone who wants to actually go in or break open the door, it'll keep the gas out. Won't do shit against bullets or a mine though, so watch your step.

[tevinteriscoming]

We can double up on barriers. As for cloth...

[Sigh. Pulling off yet another beautiful, priceless silk cloak with custom snake embroidery, and slashing it up with his staff blade. Use it to muffle your faces from poison, I guess!!!!!]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[a long beat]

I mean... if Judar's barrier blocks against gas it's not necessary now?

[tevinteriscoming]

[ADRIEN.

Well, he can't look stupid, so he has to pretend he knew that and this was on purpose.]

Judar can't barrier all of us. The gas could spread; best to play it safe.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Fair enough.

[he shrugs and will accept dorian's sweaty cloak when offered]

Most of you should stay back. We don't know what's going to be in there.

[not that he expects dorian to not stay back lbr just. general note. also, again, no one wants to hear that from the three legged cat]

[tevinteriscoming]

[Well, he'll cover his face with cloth even though its not a good look for him, but he'll stay back at least until it dissipates a bit.]

Shall we follow them in?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[you make a great bandito dorian dont even lie. adrien just looks like a fucking villain but how is that new.]

Might as well.

[off they go tooooo some corner!!! since it doesn't matter. preferably one that isn't TOO on fire so that dorian doesn't singe his mustache]

[erythristic]

[thank you Judar, you're the best, as indicated by the quick kiss blown in his direction that is probably lost since they're mostly in the dark.

anyway, after she's been barriered up, Grell is heading straight for the door, scythe already in her hand, and uses it to stab through the door, the teeth whirring and the scythe roaring. forgive her, Alice, she's doing this for you. as long as it can get through the metal, it can cut through more of it, and she can cut out the metal door from its frame without worrying about the gas, doing this with a single minded focus. faster, faster she pushes herself, she has to cut as fast as she can despite the thickness.

when it's complete, she sets the scythe down by her side, takes the door handle in both her hands, and uses all the strength she has to fling the sheet of thick metal into the hall to land with a thunderous crash. as though she hasn't just performed some insane feat of strength, she bends down to pick her scythe back up, and if everyone else is ready, she's heading into the GAEA room without delay. there's no time to be in awe or fear, there's only the truth to be found.]

[al2955]

[The chemical smell is much stronger in the room and immediately wafts out when the door is open. Anyone nearby or heading into the room who isn't protected will find that breathing it in for even only a few seconds seriously burns their eyes, skin, throat and lungs and will cause immense breathing difficulties. If they're familiar with it, they may recognize the smell as chlorine gas.

The glowing ball of water that had been seen previously before has completely disappeared. The interior of the room seems to be one vast supercomputer, though it's very clearly broken now thanks to the shrapnel everywhere. Smoke billows out along with the gas from the small fires around the room that appear to have been started either via whatever explosive caused this or the wires in the computer sparking.

At least they provide a light source?]

[missmaladroite]

[Ladybug's right beside Grell with the yoyo, entering with her after Grell's scythe show. She takes a look around - being careful not to get out of the bubble, and yells back to everyone else:]

Cover your nose and mouth! Don't breathe it in!

[And then, back to Grell:]

It looks like a bomb went off in here....

[erythristic]

A bomb probably did go off in here...

[staying close, she'll let Marinette give the orders, though the scythe is still in her hands in case anyone decides to pop on out. but the center of the room...wouldn't that be the best place to plant the bomb, if you wanted to take out the system?

where they're moving close to, unknowingly for them both, is where the ball of water was before.]

[al2955]

[As they head towards the center of the room where the ball had been floating, they'll notice something on the ground.

Looks like the pieces of a shattered and broken tablet.]

[missmaladroite]

But when and how did an alien get in here to pull this off... it was an alien. [though she doesn't see any other explanation]

[she'll crouch down to look at the tablet]

[antietam]

[ Once the chemical smell drifts off, Adam will pull Luke into a corner of the room to investigate and not even protest Jack coming along. He has a piece of Dorian's cloak in his other hand because it's now the most expensive thing he's ever owned and he appreciates the finer things?

He'll avoid the fires but still try to inspect whatever is lit up by them. ]

[chiseler]

[With his free hand he's running his hand through his hair, occasionally glancing back at the area the ball of water used to be and stepping past flames, fingers occasionally running over them hopefully not getting burned. He narrows his eyes and also looks back to Jack, nodding ahead.]

There's probably no way to salvage any of this, huh? What do you think even happened here?

[refactor]

[ Jack gives Luke a nod back, but as they head through, he's also taking a look at anything he can to see if any of it really looks similar to the sort of setups he had seen in Helios, but that's just professional curiosity over anything else. Their area of investigation ends up being the focus, obviously. ]

Someone trying to take out Alice. You can't kill her any other way but takin' out this. [ He shrugs ] Well, assuming this is her core, at least.

[al2955]

[As they're walking in this random corner, they'll notice the fire lighting up something colorful. It looks like...plastic?

As for the actual set-up, it won't look that similar to what's on Helios beyond being a vast supercomputer.]

[tevinteriscoming]

[Covering his mouth with a piece of his cloak, which is totally necessary, he'll slip in to check out whichever corner of the room is opposite where Jack, Luke and Adam are.]

I don't suppose you think we can salvage this.

[al2955]

[In this random corner, they'll find a row of hard drives that have been completely obliterated by the shrapnel embedded in them. The shrapnel doesn't look similar to what had been embedded in Machias with the proximity mine, however; looks like it's a lot larger.]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[Adrien's got night vision and one good arm in a protective glove, so he's going to be picking up the shrapnel to look at it. what's a little fire between friends.]

No, we can't. Whatever did this, they wanted to make sure she was gone.

[toprotecttheworld]

Arbok! The coast is clear, so come out and help!

[And Jessie pulls out her Pokéball, throwing it to the ground and releasing Arbok from within. His back is still burned from yesterday, but he lets out a triumphant "Chaw!" the moment he joins them in the room. She catches the ball on its rebound and minimizes it.]

Let's see what we can find! Clover, come with me!

[socloverit]

[That was cool Jessie is super cool...... which is basically the only reason Clover immediately rushes off to join Jessie when she calls.]

Got it! C'mon, Judar. [she's just gonna haul his useless sorry ass with them all investigation]

[al2955]

[In this corner, they'll stumble on what looks like shattered pieces of plastic that have been warped from the heat. There's something wet on it, but Arbok might warn the girls off first before they can touch it.]