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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[brooches]

[ Elizabeth is here - surprisingly not too emotional given the circumstances! She's taken the time to change into a modest pair of pajamas and will take a cot near the center of the wall. Despite her taking things well, she's not singing or optimistic, merely watching someone play Mario 64 off in the corner. Why the hell is that little italian man so good at jumping...? Ah.. and also, she's going to enjoy a slice of pizza. Thanks Dave.

Feel free to ask her questions about the trial off the record or just check up on her. ]

[refactor]

[ Jack hasn't quite been meaning to watch Elizabeth, but at the same time, he can't help but notice her interest in Mario. So eventually, he'll just catch her attention with a light wave of his hand. ]

What, no video games in Columbia either, kiddo?

[ He's fairly certain that the answer is no, but he's just being conversational this week, apparently. ]

[brooches]

[ Video games? No, that's a quick shake of her head. NoFun.jpg ]

No - we don't. The funny little Italian man - he's not quite like Dimwit & Duke, but - they're controlling him like some puppet on the screen.

[ It takes her a moment with an awkward shrug. ]

I don't think they're very good - they keep getting a Game Over?

[ In which Liz talks mad shit about people's Mario skills. ]

[refactor]

[ Oh, now that's just precious. Her shittalking isn't even intentional (probably?), so Jack just ends up chuckling with amusement, but it's fairly warm and genuine. ]

Yeah, I mean, that's kind of the idea? Used to make video games for fun myself, actually, so I could tell you a lot about them. But the old school ones like this are pretty simple. The buttons on the controller do direction and a few other little simple things, but you're controlling it alright.

[ He crosses his arms, and nods to her. ]

It's harder than it looks, though. You should give it a try.

[brooches]

No strings or anything... it's just a projection? That's ... that's fascinating! You'll have to tell me how it's done - it can't be smoke and mirrors. Maybe mirrors.. like a telescope..?

[ Please get her on GTA and tell her how to get her money back from prostitutes next. He mentions trying one and ... she actually, for the first time besides food, request for the means to do so. The little robot sets up the station and Elizabeth's so...damn confused already.]

I can handle a challenge, Mr. Jack.

[refactor]

[ Jack is actually surprised, since she actually sounds... Genuinely interested? He doesn't respond right away, and instead just shifts to watch Elizabeth give the game a try. ]

So... Can't actually tell. Gonna just admit it. Are you actually interested in how it works?

[ But as for the game itself, he'll just motion to the screen, then controller. ]

—Oh, right, you don't get even the basics. Simple. Just read the stuff on the screen, then look for the button on the controller that matches the word. You'll get the muscle memory in like ten minutes tops.

[brooches]

Why wouldn't I be? It's amazing. Look how real it looks! [ ... It's graphics from the 90s with a polygon plumber and it's just the loading screen. It's leaps and bounds compared to the kinetoscopes. ] I know this may be silly and primitive but - ugh... my goodness, it even has color.

[ Elizabeth will definitely pick the controller up and look down to it, then to the screen. Oh, she'll press the right button and watch the tiny cutscene before she has control of it. Jack she is playing the game just like this please help her. ]

Okay... uh...

[isodope]

Hey, 'Liz, how's it going?

[He isn't in proper pajamas just yet. He's only hung up his overcoat, showcasing his puffy shirt, and is even wearing his hat still.]

[brooches]

As well as you'd expect it to be.

[ There's that slight tension. Given a previous conversation they've had, after all.. she does smile a bit, patting the end of the cot as if offering him an impromptu seat. ]

I hope tomorrow goes better. [ She's definitely a bit more strong-willed than first arriving here, that's for sure. ] Have you picked out a place to sleep yet?

[isodope]

[And he'll take that seat with a small grunt as he settles down.]

Yeah, got my fancy water bed all ready to go. I've heard about them, but never had the pleasure of using one. Could see why they're so popular.

[brooches]

That sounds entirely unsafe. What if you shift your weight too much or a tear... you'll flood us all!

[ But, everyone is literally upgrading to waterbeds, what the fuck. ]

I'm not getting much sleep lately, so I'll just stick with a cot. I'll be up no matter what.

[isodope]

I'm hurt you think me so... irresponsible. [He pauses dramatically and then chuckles.] But that's fair. Is there anything I can do to help you sleep?

[bloodteller]

[ yuno's changed into her pjs, a rather plain but cute pink set of them. unfortunately, they lack pockets, so when she returns to her bed to finish getting ready, she has to place her cellphone down.

... and when she looks back, it's gone. her blood runs hot for a moment, at the idea of someone stealing it, so she rips the blanket up in a panic, she grabs the pillow, and launches it behind her at random.

sorry, liz. it's totally soaring right for your general vicinity. maybe she has enough time to dodge? or at least brace for impact? ]

[brooches]

[ Nope, it totally smacks the shit out of Elizabeth, almost enough to knock her off her cot. She shoots up, fumbling with the pillow as she sees who tossed it. Yuno was the only one, she guesses - maybe something with reading body language? Whatever, Elizabeth's going to call out, Miss Yuno!, but tonight was not the night to mess with her.

It sails - slow motion to I Believe I Can Fly - across the room and instead of Yuno it smacks Dave riiight in the face. Warned you about those pillows, bro.

Elizabeth has horrible aim. ]

[parodeity]

Jesus!

[ dave normally has pretty good reflexes but it helps to like. be paying attention for those to come into play? and he definitely was not. because he figured he was pretty safe just mixing music on his tablet while everyone slumber partied.

how could he forget about pillow fights.

ok this cannot be allowed to go unanswered and so he throws the pillow back across the room towards lizzie (although if anyone walks in front of it they can Get Hit) and then.

decides to throw a pillow at his mom for fun and just turns to smack adrien with a pillow also for the hell of it.

thanks dave. ]

It is on.

[ yeah his mom will trounce him tho ]

[muties]

[ roxy's just enjoying watching the aristocats again and then is hit by a pillow?? wow? ]

Dafuq? Wooow, I thought kids were supposed to respect their elders!

[ gets up and SLAMS her pillow into dave ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[adrien was probably watching the aristocats w/ roxy tbh and now he has been stopped from being a furry, rude? he is also slamming dave with a pillow. @ roxy:]

Wanna team up to beat him down?

[isodope]

[Meanwhile, he's in the peanut gallery just drinking and laughing at the pillows flying around.]

Come on Yuno! Aim for the face!

[Go you crazy anarchist in training you.]

[bloodteller]

[ there's a lot of people shouting her name tonight, why is she so popular tonight-- oh!!! ]

Mr. Hancock! I'll do my best!

[ for extra measure she's totally diving back into that pile of teenagers fighting over pillows

there's still a corpse next to them ]

[parodeity]

I got your back, Yuno.

[ THANK GOODNESS IT'S NOT HIM ALONE he will also be grappling for pillows. adrien he will fucking tackle you if need be. ]

[bloodteller]

[ a single pillow is tossed in his direction as softly as possible, and then a blanket. it is soft, warm, space armor for the onslaught of pillows.

she fumbles for a moment before throwing up a thumbs up (it's not a hand movement she's used to, but it seems like dave would be), and then: ]

Even if we're outnumbered, let's never give up! [ TEAM STRIDER-GASAI WILL PREVAIL... probably. ]

[hatslinger]

Hey..

[ she'll scoot right up to elizabeth tentatively. she wasn't sure if she suspected her of anything, but fiona definitely wasn't suspecting elizabeth. ]

Looks like we're still alive.

[brooches]

Miss Fiona. [ There isn't anyone she really suspects... and that really scares her. She doesn't treat Fiona poorly, having nothing but a respectful nod along the way. ] I guess we have to try to keep it that way tomorrow. There's something - there has to be something that will incriminate the killer.

[hatslinger]

We'll figure it out.

[ she turns her attention to what elizabeth was doing beforehand, though. the game. ]

Wish the ship was halfway as colorful as this castle. It's all.. blue. And silver. I dig the moustache too. Uh, what's the point of this game?

[brooches]

I think it's trying to get the little Italian plumber to clean the pipes? They're green and dirty -

[ Oh my god, how horrible did this sound because I'm 100% sure it sounded the worst. ]