WEEK 3 - TRIAL DAY TWO

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (3)

saturday TRIAL DAY ONE (34) 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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fire + ash

[chiseler]

[And while all of the magic bullshit's going on...]

There's one more thing I wanna bring up since we sort of talked about it yesterday but not really. What about the ashes and the cloth found in the holding cell? Plus the match and cooking oil missing from the kitchen. How do those things tie into all of this? Any ideas?

[laptopper]

If the fabric itself might have been a part of something else, it could have gotten something on it worth destroying.

[chiseler]

Like blood you mean? Somebody mentioned that whoever was in the garden and was really responsible for Allen's injuries should have had some kind of backsplash. They could have ripped off a sleeve or something and burned it down in the cellar while Machias was unconscious and they didn't know Shelley was there.

[laptopper]

But they didn't get all of it. Not that blood shows up all that well on black fabric...

[chiseler]

There any way we can check the fabric that was left over and see if there's anything left just in case?

[laptopper]

We can probably take a good, hard look. See if there's any sort of coppery smell attached to the fabric.

[chiseler]

Think you could check it out for us? I'm not that great with detail like that. It should be in the evidence case.

[thanatosincarnate]

The killer likely used the match and oil to light up some piece of cloth, and burn it.

Why? Likely something incriminating of course. It's most likely that it was part of something someone wore.

It looks like it was scorched black, so it's hard to tell who it even belonged to in the first place.

{ You could like probably try to feel up the fabric or something, but he doubts that'd help either. }

The killer probably lit it up on his way out of the holding cell, after he carried Machias down there.

[chiseler]

[Whoa buddy let's not feel up anything right now. All of that makes sense, but...]

Wouldn't you need more fire power than a match can give you to get oil hot enough to burn something through?

[thanatosincarnate]

That's true.

{ Well, at least Luke brought it up. }

[chiseler]

And another thing, where's the used match stick now? [The trash probably, but.] What if the match isn't what actually caused the fire?

[toprotecttheworld]

I certainly didn't find one in the cell. I searched it as well as anyone could with the light from my screen, but I wouldn't have missed something like that.

[chiseler]

Exactly my point, you're way too thorough for that. [Jessie's the one who helped a lot in searching last week, after all.] So either our arsonist pocketed the burnt match stick, or...yeah. Something else was used.

[...this is a stupid, stupid idea, but.] I'm gonna ask Alice for a match. I wanna test something out.

[missmaladroite]

....

What exactly are you going to test out?

[chiseler]

Oh you know...just a reenactment. It'll be fine. Trust me.

[No.]

[missmaladroite]

That just makes me want to trust you less.

[todorable]

Maybe the whole match and oil thing was just to throw people off. Why would you need anything to help cloth burn, anyway?

You guys checked the rooms for ripped up clothes and stuff, right?

[erythristic]

Fabric wouldn't scorch black like wood would. It would burn. Meaning that this fabric was black from the start.

[now, who wears enough black clothes...]

[thanatosincarnate]

{ Sigh... }

[erythristic]

It was a thought, Mr. Arumat.

[patpat to his ego.]