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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[toprotecttheworld]

[Arbok "It Smells Good In Here" McSnakerson will indeed warn the girls if there's liquid poison to be touched with a hiss and by placing himself between them and the offending plastic if necessary.]

Of course we'd find poison in here. At least we have our own poison detector, hm? Good work, Arbok!

[She'll still move closer so she can get a better look at the shapes. If Arbok gives her the okay to touch them with her gloves, she might do that as well.]

Let's listen to him. We can't risk hurting ourselves at a time like this!

[Arbok looks a little (no, a lot) pleased to hear Jessie praise him so!]

[socloverit]

[What a good poison detector!! While Jessie goes and actually does useful things, Clover crouches to give the dogsnake scritches.]

Good job, Arbok! Good boy!

[But she's moving in to get a closer look at that broken whatever, too, seeing how they've broken and warped and what color they are.] Can you tell what's on it?

[al2955]

[The pieces are curved; they may have once been a container of some kind. They look like they may be from the 3D printer.

As for the liquid, the smell coming from it is very familiar - it smells like the gas that had been in the room when it first opened.]

[toprotecttheworld]

Do they look like they came from the 3D printer to you, too?

[Jessie pulls out something familiar—Todomatsu's phone—and starts taking pictures of the shards just in case she needs them documented for later.

Arbok is enjoying those scritches, thank you very much. He works so hard to protect all the nice ladies on this ship! And Judar, apparently.]

This might have been what the poison was held in.

[socloverit]

It might be. [She's printed many a plastic 3D animal in her time, she would know!!] You can make a bomb out of some poisons, so this must be...

[Sorry, Arbok, scritches are put on hold while Clover makes sure there isn't anything else to see over here.]

Do you think...this was set by one of us? Or one of the aliens?

[al2955]

[There's a few scraps of wire and conductors dangling from the pieces of plastic, but that appears to be about it.]

[toprotecttheworld]

That's a good question. We were all together, weren't we? So whoever made this, wouldn't it have to have a timer?

[And that's a worrying thought.]

But as to whether it was an alien or not, I have no idea! And I'm tired of having no ideas!

[She's angry and pouting. She snaps a quick selfie of herself with the bomb fragments in memory of Totty, and then puts the phone away.]