WEEK TWO - Trial

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (2)

saturday TRIAL DAY ONE (38) 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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Character Statuses
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Rulebook
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Comments

[al2955]

Yes. I have already updated the list.

[Looks like someone extra is on the suspect list now!]

1/2

[jackhole]

[ OH WHAT THE FUCK ]

2/2

[jackhole]

... You're a real piece of shit, you know that?

[al2955]

Incorrect. I have no components that are composed of fecal matter.

[jackhole]

[ mumbling under his breath ]

Lie, there's your personality.

[ but whatever, alice!! fine. he'll live with this. ]

[parodeity]

Dude, don't make it worse.

[jackhole]

I'm done. It's fine, whatever. Stupid AI.

[isodope]

[And over here, he's cackling.]

Haha, nice one buddy! Now we got another guy to vote for!

[jackhole]

That's not a victory, sca-- [ well, he was gonna say scarface but hancock kind of lowkey freaks him out so. ] Scabby.

[ wait, that's even worse. ]

[isodope]

"Scabby"? Man you gotta work on your insults. How about after this trial, you come to my room and I teach you how to fuckin' piss someone off for real.

[jackhole]

[ rhys wants to argue back except. uhm. he looks a bit unsure. ]

Was that... a threat or a genuine request? I couldn't really tell.

[brooches]

You should really bite your tongue...

[jackhole]

I bite plenty.

[ rhys no ]

[refactor]

Yeaaaaah, and that's why you're single, babe.

[ #helpful ]

[muties]

LMAO, good job, dude. Don't forget to put in an alibi!

[jackhole]

[ just frowns at roxy and straight up types "no" as his alibi. gj, rhys. ]

[hatslinger]

Guess you have reason to take this seriously now.

[ SHE DOESN'T KNOW IF SHE SHOULD LAUGH OR PUNCH HIM what the fuck ]

[jackhole]

I was taking it seriously before.

[ why does fiona keep ignoring all his declarations of devotion ugh she's so awful and he hates her ]

[thanatosincarnate]

...

{ Rhys did you manage to piss the AI off...

As impressive as that is, he doesn't think it can be worth praising in this scenario. Sadly. }

[deformity]

[ What was that about not being insane... ]

[mnasthai]

[ Okay, he can't help but laugh a little, even though it's horrible to do so.]

[refactor]

[ Predictably, as soon as this happens, Jack just absolutely loses his shit laughing. ]

Oh- Oh man, reaaaaal good job there, Rhysie! That's just— Hahaha, you're such a friggin idiot sometimes, you know that?

[ And there's probably more comments to this effect, but luckily, Jack breaks down into wheezy laughter where he's trying to catch his breath. ]

[jackhole]

[ BURYING HIS FACE IN HIS HANDS ]

That wasn't supposed to happen.

[ he can't even enjoy jack's laughter ugh rip him ]

[refactor]

[ It's okay, Jack will be laughing for at least five minutes, probably. At least there are little wheezy exclamations every so often of "can't believe" and "this is hilarious" or even "good job dickhead." This trial is already way better than last week's!! ]

[thatbites]

[Okay, she can't help but smirk about that. At least everyone has someone to actually vote for now.

Good job, Rhys.]