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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Comments

[tevinteriscoming]

Be careful what you wish for. [Them all being immune on Nuwa didn't exactly help them. But he doesn't want to think about that. Instead, pouring himself another drink.]

What's next, to not getting another person killed? We must take inspiration from things turning out better than we could have imagined, entirely by coincidence. If there's a man who deserves a coincidental reprieve better than Judar, I don't know him yet.

[toprotecttheworld]

What's that supposed to mean? I'd handle it a lot better than they did.

[It is a bit idealistic of her, maybe, but she just wants to piss the alien off by making them all safe! It's a harmless dream, just like how she dreams of finding a hunky man and how Meowth dreams about grown men wearing speedos splashing around with small, cute dragon Pokémon.]

But yes, our next toast is to Judar! The unquestionably bright and amazingly in-fashion magician who's captured our hearts!

[...look. Judar constantly praises her, this sort of toast should not be a surprise. Clink!]

[tevinteriscoming]

To Judar! [Clink and drink. That's starting to go to his head.]

Ah, but we've made a mistake. We've left the toast for fallen comrades for the end. You never ought to leave the toast for fallen comrades for the end, it ends the night on a melancholy note.