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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Comments

[probings]

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. The fact that none of that stuff has shown up again's one of our biggest problems right now.

[they're already missing a huge piece of the puzzle with that alone.]

[antagonize]

Exactly.

[The more shit that's missing the more room there is for the culprit to have messed up, but still.]

Mind taking a look at Tsukuyo's room with Jessie?

[AKA please keep an eye on Jessie???????? Somehow Harold is more trustworthy than Jessie. What a time to be alive.]

[probings]

No-pe! That's fine with me. Better to work in pairs for this kind of thing anyway, and it wouldn't be too nice for one of you boys to go rooting around a lady's things.

[she's got it, jason. she understands, even if she doesn't say as much.]

[antagonize]

—Scratch that. Jessie wants to go search Alita and Calypso's rooms, so I'll accompany her instead. Go with Luke to Tsukuyo's room. He doesn't strike me like the panty stealing type, so it should be fine.

[this is a terrible fate.]

[probings]

Got it, got it! I'll make sure to give him a swift FWAH-PAM! where it really hurts if looks like he's going to pocket some panties.

[what a nice, demure girl, right?]