WEEK 1 - Trial

[al2955]

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.

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DAY ONE TRIAL END

[al2955]

[At 7PM precisely, all the screens in the room abruptly power down. The door to the corpse and the evidence display case lock down tight; there will be no way to get into them. AL-2595 speaks up in a clear tone.]

In order to prevent the overheating and stalling of your organic brains, we shall end the trial for today so that you may rest and reboot. Dinner will be served in this room - please give the nearest available robot your order and they shall fetch it for you. Of course, so that there will be no risk of outside interference with the findings of this trial, everyone shall be sleeping in here for tonight. I will bring blankets and entertainment to you shortly, as well as a change of clothes if necessary.

[The screens and tablet power back up, except now they only show classic animated films and old school videogames. All bathroom breaks will be accompanied by a robot escort who will stop you should you attempt to escape back to your own room.

Feel free to thread out any of the evening's interactions under this thread.]

[parodeity]

[ dave sets up camp in one of the corners of the room with roxy; the two of them request pillows and will sit there chatting for a while before bed, so feel free to talk to dave or to talk to both of them at once. he's also going to request mac'n'cheese for dinner ("but the funny cartoon shape kind, that tastes better") with, surprise surprise, apple juice to drink. dave will also play video games for a while although he's not The Best and mostly dicks around. he is a chaotic influence in the games since he will frequently do things just for shits and giggles rather than for the sake of Winning, which means he's that asshole who throws traps a ton or hits things he shouldn't and just generally makes life Difficult for his coplayers/competitors.

feel free to hit him up at any point if you want to discuss the trial or something and/or if you want to comment on his food choices or yell at him for hitting you with another turtle shell in mario kart or something. ]

[thanatosincarnate]

{ The implicit assertion by the AI that they were to sleep in that room did nothing to simmer the ire that flared consistently at every foolish moment the trial had taken a moment to deviate in. He valued his privacy -- the cessation of that to the point where he'd have to share a room with a murderer was a capital offense.

The affair affected him greatly, but opened him to socialize since he was restless. He drew closer to Roxy and Dave, his eyes landing upon a unfamiliar game that the blond played seemingly flawlessly. }

What game is this?

[muties]

My organic brain could kick your fuckin mainframe, Aloe Vera.

[ muttered gently, without malice into the wind before asking for pizza and grape juice, maybe a pumpkin pie for dessert for the sake of weird pumpkinized nostalgia.

she is fine with this sleepover, it's like a party. an angry party no one wants to be at. with a dead body nearby. in a conference room. that they cannot leave.

she will camp in a corner with dave, and she will play those old school videogames all night unless someone stops her. overheat your brain, al, fight her. she will also take the time to watch the aristocats bc that is a classic animation ABOUT CATS so it better be there. ]

[brooches]

[ Thanks to Dave, Elizabeth has ordered a pepperoni pizza - enough to share. She keeps to herself mostly, huddled against the wall but not in the corners of the room. She's bundled up in the blanket, her fingers lacing through her hair as she braids it before planning to sleep. She's singing low to herself, an hymn that sounds more akin to a modern day song. Her voice is soft, but pretty beautiful if you care to listen over the chatter or laughter of distant conversations.

She'll be up for a little while before falling asleep leaning against the wall, flinching in her dreams every so often as if she's trying to fight off a nightmare. ]

[bloodbiter]

[she comes over as elizabeth braids her hair, taking a seat next to her with a small smile despite the circumstances]

Would you like some help with that?

[the braid, not the pizza.]

[antietam]

[ Adam can't help but gravitate toward pizza, so he's just going to sit near her. And wait to be offered some. ]

That's an awful pretty song. What is it?

[unasking]

[It's not too long at all until Frankenstein's opting to sit next to Elizabeth for a time, reclining his head back against the wall and closing his eyes to listen to her voice.

When there's a pause in her song, he hums his appreciation.]

That's exactly what's needed after a day like this one.

[mnasthai]

[ Kazuma is located about as far away from everyone as he can, which isn't too far unfortunately. His dinner is surprise, surprise, Japanese curry with a hard boiled egg and tea. After dinner, he'll be writing notes on the case so far, as a way to keep himself occupied.

Feel free to chat him up— he'll even offer a smile to anyone who approaches, though it's not as big as his usual one.]

[thanatosincarnate]

{ The strapping lad was seen attending to just an egg and tea. Verily, the trial could have affected his choice in dinner and limited his appetite to something so spartan. Such was the conclusion the Eldarian had reached.

Was it acceptable?

That would be answered soon enough when Kazuma has a bag of chips flying his way. }

[antietam]

[ Adam is a fan of notes and definitely wants to share! He makes his way to Kazuma, but hesitates when he notices how far he is. ]

Am I bothering you?

[chiseler]

[This sure has been a Day. Luke's tucked himself into a corner after it's determined they're all spending the night here. He's more absorbed in a game of Pac-Man with what looks like a cluster of grapes in a bowl next to him.

He's going to wind up playing an array of video games over the course of the evening just to keep himself busy, eventually deciding to check out the movies. But he's not in the mood for sleeping, so feel free to chat him up, recommend a game/movie, ask why he's only eating grapes, etc.]

[antagonize]

[Even having a corpse in the room doesn't spoil Jason's appetite, so when he approaches Luke, it's with a couple slices of pizza and a bigass gallon of soda. Healthy!

He'll glance at whatever video game he's playing in mild interest, but not for too long.]

So, having fun?

[They're both murder suspects. There's a corpse in the room. He's guessing the answer is going to be "no".]

[thanatosincarnate]

{ It has certainly been a day indeed -- individuals procuring theories and ideas that are left wanting. Arumat elects to cross over to Luke's side of the room; it sadly does not bring the cessation of noise due to there being forty individuals forced to stay in one area.

He spots his messing with the movies. }

Find anything interesting?

[antietam]

[ Adam is curled up near a wall somewhere, eating the various bits of junk food he ordered. At some point, he takes out the hand lotion that was listed in his information and rubs it over his dry hands. Anyone near him may notice it smells like trees.

When he falls asleep, he is impossible to wake up. Pranking him is too easy. ]

[unasking]

[Well. The smell of trees is nice. Frankenstein glances over from where he's sitting not too far away once the scent reaches him and he offers a smile.]

It may not have been your intention, but the smell of your lotion is refreshing. Thank you.

[bloodteller]

[ yuno is oddly calm about this whole situation, and upon the announcement, orders a bowl of udon. thankfully, sitting at the table and slurping it down is easy enough. with it, she asks for a glass of apple juice, asking for a specific brand. the robot beeps confusedly and reappears with what is not her preferred brand of apple juice and while yuno doesn't look happy, she can certainly be found devouring her dinner. of course, dinner isn't finished without dessert, so she asks for a cream soda float, and is surprisingly given it, sans cherry. feel free to question the neon green concoction.

yuno, in fact, sleeps pretty well despite where she is. maybe she's just the sort of person who sleeps where she falls. before that, however, she seems incredibly enamored with disney's aladdin, and when that finishes, she rolls right into ghibli's kiki's delivery service. this one she seems to be much more familiar with!

and if you'd like to play games with her, she's got a thing for yoshi's story, it seems. ]

[erythristic]

[guess who finds her in the middle of movies. guess.]

...What...is that?

[asked in the same awestruck tone you might hear someone talk about a really neat science discovery, or an abstract art sculpture. there's only so much future witchcraft she can take in one day.]

[unasking]

[The neon green concoction is one that not even Frankenstein can really ignore for long, gently amused.]

So much sugar right before bed?

[breakshot]

[ Machias has gone through far more cups of coffee a normal person ought to trying to figure all this out and he doesn't feel like another. He had other things on his mind, namely: just what were they missing here? Fittingly, that much is reflected in his stiff posture and neglect of the sandwich and glass of water on the table.

At some point he'll have found a place against the wall and set his jacket aside somewhere near him - he's not going to mess up the other spare uniform he has. Especially after getting blood onto the other one. It's not easy with how tense he's looking, but he'll start to drift off.

... Is he sleeping with his glasses on? ]

[douchemag]

[Judar's dinner is peaches. Peaches with what, you ask? Peaches with fucking nothing. It's just peaches. He seems happy enough devouring all of them though and even slips a few into his pockets for a midnight snack. He's keeping mostly to himself, but he won't say no if you join him (why would you join him) and even looks kind of excited not to be eating alone because he's sad as fuck.

Once he's done sucking at videogames and cursing loudly at Disney's Aladdin, he'll pull out his trump card against sleepovers. He hops on his enormous staff (not a metaphor), which promptly starts floating until it reaches near the ceiling of the room. Then he lies down on it and begins to nod off so he doesn't have to sleep with the plebeians.

...and then ten minutes later, he proceeds to promptly fall off and faceplant straight onto the ground. Way to go, asshole.]

[puzzlesss]

[ light's meal is boring and... well, light, just fish and some tea. no one can truly be surprised about that. throughout the night, light will be found near the movies perhaps noting some mild nostalgia at what's on screen... though of course he can't see it. otherwise he can be found at the edges of the room, not quite at the corners but not in the center of everything. he's sitting up, and given he always has his eyes closed, it's hard to tell if he's concentrating intensely or if he just fell asleep sitting up.

can he even sleep with this many people in a room and anime hearing?? who knows.

feel free to bother him, throw a pillow at him, or ask what the fuck a funyarinpa is. ]

[tevinteriscoming]

Oh, are we camping out on the floor? Joy.

[He doesn't look overjoyed.]

[allout]

[ after returning from investigating calimari's room minako has a lot weighing on her mind. tomorrow would bring more unveiling of the truth - with luck, she might be able to help in doing the right thing and catching the killer.

that being said, she'll be relaxing with some video games and some good ol' instant ramen. she had considered something a little more substantial, but her stomach wasn't feeling too up to it. she's made a small pillow fort out of the ones she requested, and has taken off her uniform jacket in an attempt to be a little more comfortable.

she needs a player two! ]

[laptopper]

This could have all been solved if they'd let me take over their security system.

[ And with a mumble, Fumi is settling down cross-legged (in a cheongsam Fumi gosh) with her order of sushi and... yorkshire pudding. She's not watching any animated films or throwing herself at the video games - although someone can probably drag her into the latter - but she also doesn't appear to be remotely tired? Just... annoyed-looking.

Engage? ]