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

[parodeity]

Uh, what letters were those?

[ HE CAN'T PAY ATTENTION TO EVERY CONVO AT ONCE fill him in ]

[antagonize]

A "T", and maybe an "s".

[The letter isn't really finished, so.]

But we need to keep in mind that it's entirely possible to move the dead guy's fingers to make it look like he left a dying message. Our culprit made sure to cast a pretty wide net.

[brooches]

Are we sure that's a T? [ She squints a bit.. ] A "Y"? or a "C" as well?

[antagonize]

[He hums. Now that she brings it up...]

What direction was Raleigh facing in relation to the message, again?

[Because they're looking at it from up front, obviously. But what if he wasn't?]

[parodeity]

No one really had a cy in their name, do they?

[ unless lucy the player did it ]

[antagonize]

The way the blood dripped in that corner? It still looks like an "s" to me.

[It sloped and curved downwards, which looks quite purposeful.]

But then again, we don't have any suspects with a "sy" in their name, either. So if our dead guy did write this, what are we not seeing?

[parodeity]

Idk. We can keep staring at it but.

[ squinting at the photo, dave shrugs. ]

I'm not seeing anything so far?

[antagonize]

Same here.

[They're going to get an afterimage if they keep squinting.]

Let's keep going the rest of the evidence. The killer must have slipped up somewhere.

[parodeity]

Yep, let's keep going. Think someone might wanna sum up everything we know to date soon?

[antagonize]

If someone wants to, that someone isn't going to be me.

[SHRUGS.]

[douchemag]

I dunno what you call the letters in your weird language, but they look like the first two letters of Tsukuyo's name.

...or Todd's I guess, if the guy had shitty handwriting.

[probings]

It could be either, or it could be nothing. If you point fingers too early, you might end up the one with your fingers cut off, you know.

[douchemag]

How about you cut off this finger? [And then he flips her off. Mature.]

Anyway, that seems to sum about just about everything we've found so far. 'Could be something, could be nothing'.

[probings]

I could cut something else off instead, with an attitude like that. At least then I'd have something worth studying.

[world's tiniest micropenis, probably.]

Everything can be something or nothing until we sort it out. That's the whole point, isn't it? Not pointing fingers and using the evidence to narrow it down. Or were you too stupid to pick up on that last week when you were barely paying attention?

[s..avage...]

[douchemag]

Hey, don't even think about coming near my hair!

[why is that the first thing he goes to over penis]

Of course I didn't pick up on anything last week, I was napping for most of it. [HE'S NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT INSULTED TBH...] But it doesn't look like we're getting anywhere narrowing shit down to me.

[probings]

I wasn't talking about your hair. Sheesh, you really are a moron, huh?

[she's not mincing words here either, apparently.] It was like this last week too. Maybe you should have napped a little less and you'd have more of a clue.

[douchemag]

...I don't get it.

[look it doesn't mention intelligence on his card for a reason]

You guys solved it without me, didn't you? It's not like I'd have much more of a clue if I stayed awake.

[probings]

Then maybe you should just go back to sleep now. You don't have much to offer right now anyway, do you?

[she's used to to stupid people, but he's not very helpful in her opinion, either.]

[douchemag]

I already napped today, I won't be ready for another for like...fifteen minutes.

And I helped out plenty! I searched that one guy's room. [yeah the extra suspect who clearly isn't the killer WAY TO GO....]