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

[socloverit]

[Getting out of the conference room is for sure a win and that's basically why Clover's here, too. Good job having a good idea for once Judar!!

Anyway she's probably got something sassy to say about Judar being gross until Allen speaks up and this wouldn't be half as funny if he didn't backtrack but he did and anything Clover was going to say is lost to her bursting out laughing. Sorry Allen.

This is gonna be a productive search huh!!!]

[jackhole]

[ SUPER productive, for real, because rhys is totally the killer! yes! totally!

so here you guys are at his ladder, right. up you go into rhys' ultimate crib of swagger. ]

[deformity]

[ MISS CLOVER PLZ :'( ]

Augh, I'm sorry... [ Though... ] Wait, who is "Baldy"?

[douchemag]

Ewww, gross! Way to make it weird and creepy. And Baldy's the guy he's obsessed with, obviously. You know, the super old and balding one.

[AND IN THEY GO. Judar immediately makes a beeline for the desk to scope out any juicy gossip.]

[refactor]

[ HE'S NOT BALDING FUCK OFF ]

[socloverit]

He's got hair, you've gotta have a better nickname than that. I didn't think we were gonna get any weird and creepier than the idea of hand drawn porn, though. [like what right do you have judar!!]

I wonder what their deal is, though... [she doesn't actually want to snoop through Rhys's shit all that much though so for now she's just gonna chill and watch the boys tear the place apart]

[jackhole]

[ THE DESK HAS RHYS' LOVE LETTER TO JACK

except not really. instead there's a small bit of wiring sitting on top of the desk that looks pretty inconsequential. you... probably shouldn't break it. like, for real you really, really, really shouldn't break it.

other than that, there's probably a checked out tablet rhys forgot to return and a half-empty glass of whiskey, ice melting away in it. ]