WEEK 1 - TRIAL DAY TWO

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (1)

saturday TRIAL DAY TWO (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. 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

[unasking]

[Honest to god, he's so amused. He'll even clap his hands in applause for you, Jessie.]

A good show of true colors.

[Finally, he thinks but he'll also keep that to himself.]

[toprotecttheworld]

And each one of them is beautiful, of course. From dazzling red to sparkling emerald, all of my colors are as valuable as I am.

[unasking]

You won't see me disagreeing.

[Though it's up in the air if he sees her value as entertainment or actual use - it's probably a little bit of both.]

I must say that this suits you far more. I'm quite glad for your reveal.

[toprotecttheworld]

I'm glad you understand. You're much more agreeable and handsomer than the riffraff I usually deal with.

[She sounds so cheery. In a strange way, this is so freeing. She gets to be Jessie again! She can only keep up the facade for so long.]

[unasking]

[Her tone is a hilarious change considering how tense she'd been when he'd met her outside of the daycare - but he supposes he can't blame her.

Anyway calling him agreeable and handsome are like commenting on how the sky is blue so he'll just smile.]

You flatter me. Though now I'm curious - did you simply grow tired of acting? It's clear that you're much happier now when you're free to declare your identity, so why hide in the first place?

[toprotecttheworld]

A good Rocket never tires of acting, Frankenstein. But going on like I was hiding Team Rocket when there was absolutely no reason to? That's what I couldn't stand. I'm not ashamed at all about what I do!

[unasking]

Well if one does good work, I see no reason to hide being proud of it.

["""Good work""" being highly relative here, but well, apparently there's enough moral code left in her to be willing to prefer to be seen as a thief than a murderer.]