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WEEK 1 - Trial
| the pygmalion. . . ONLINE  CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (1) |
saturday TRIAL DAY ONE (40) 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. At 7PM, the trial will adjourn for the day. All players will be escorted by the robots into the cafeteria. From there, they're free to head into the lounge, the viewing deck, the chapel, or back to their rooms. All other areas of the ship have been locked off, and every player will be accompanied by a robot until they return to their room for the night. Any attempts to enter a locked off room or physically interfere with the trial or evidence outside of their room will cause the robot to raise a ship-wide alarm. |
Setting
Rulebook
Voting
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[Always happy to ruin a dead body's day, pal.]
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[ . . . . well.]
Or the victim pulled it out to defend herself but had it stolen from her, despite also being a martial artist.
[Options aren't necessary a bad thing?]
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[ still one problem ]
That still wouldn't explain the lack of any cuts or bruising on her, would it?
no subject
[aka Frankenstein's planning on conducting his own examination in a bit]
It's alright, Machias, such things come easier with age.
[undressing women or performing autopsies?]
1/?
Well, no. I didn't exactly take off her clothes--
2/?
3/?
4/i ain't done yet
[ so. about that coffee right. he's now choked on some of it it, his eyes widening as frank's words not-so-slowly sink in... ]
5/?
Hold on just one moment, of course I didn't! There was hardly any time, and I hadn't thought--!
6/DONE
[ poor machias. just digging himself even deeper into this hole. ]
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A gentleman and a scholar.
[he's absolutely cracking up on the inside though]
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A-Absolutely. B-Besides, it'd be much better to leave that sort of thing in the hands of a professional. They'd do a much more thorough job. [ ahahaha... ha ] R-Right. Yeah.
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[dead body.
a woman's dead body.
but flustering machias is so fun.
An easy-going shrug.]
Hmmm, I see. So even Machias struggles with growing up even still. It's fine, it's fine. No one can blame you.
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[ ugh leave him alone!! he's already felt bad about poking the dead body a few times. ]
What does that have to do with anything?! I'm only saying someone with experience with this sort of thing would be able to find things that might have been missed!
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[EXPERIENCED with both dead bodies and women though for the most part those two surprisingly don't intertwine because he's a soft-hearted old man
(haha, good joke)]
But even an amateur's work can be admired. Perhaps in the future your skills can be developed.
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[ let's just. change the subject. stop picking on him, geez. ]
... And I don't know about that. All I did was check for her pulse, then briefly looked over her wounds. I'm sure there's people onboard far better suited to perform these sort of examinations.
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And your work was fine.
[don't mind the dad lecture]
You're bright. You can only learn from this.
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oh my god ugh. ugh. not the dad lectures! this is more embarrassing than lectures from his actual dad!! ]
Only because Instructor Beatrix taught us well. Honestly, if not for the invaluable skills we learned in her class, I don't think I'd have thought to check. ... I can't claim to understand how all of this really went down, but it still doesn't sit well with me that our first victim was a woman.
[ he shakes his head. beatrix would never let him hear the end of it if she caught wind. thors faculty don't fuck around when it counts. ]
Anyway, thank you. I've still a long ways to go, but I'm not about to make a poor example of the academy I'm supposed to represent. And I'm not about to disappoint my classmates either.
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[One that Frankenstein would be rather glad to have enrolled in his own academy - though he's not quite at the point of saying that out loud.]
I merely hope your soft heart doesn't become too bruised.
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Seems most of 'em list some sort of combat training. [With a notable exception.] Doesn't say how skilled she actually was at it, or if she got caught in a fight with someone bigger than her.
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[He's not even sure why she's on there, though there's no doubt curiosity.]
Kazuma has his knives and Jason has a dagger as well. [If backbiter is a sword, then it doesn't match the wound.] If she were the one to attack them, what would the chances be of them trying to wrestle her own weapon from her?