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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[erythristic]

[it's been a long two days.]

Oh. Our own executions. But what would be the best way to go about that...decapitation or hanging?

[refactor]

[ Jack lifts up his arm to show the odd looking device, but it's presumably the gun mentioned on his profile card. ]

I mean, sure, that's a hell of a way to go, but, uh, I was thinking something simpler. Just one shot, right between the eyes. Nice and quick.

[erythristic]

[but that's not fun, Jack!]

And then what happens to the body? Burial, or giving it to Lady Alice?

[refactor]

I'm betting Al could figure it out. I mean, the rest of the bodies go—

[ He waves his hand vaguely, just sort of referring to a "somewhere," since he doesn't know. ]

Don't see why one more would be a problem. It's in the book.

[thanatosincarnate]

{ Eyes narrow. }

If you try to kill Machias by publically executing him, I can guarantee you'll regret it.

[refactor]

[ Jack just laughs, and quite literally waves this off with a dismissive flip of his hand. ]

Yeaaaah, don't think I would, cupcake. But, you know? Points for threatening me, at least.

[thanatosincarnate]

{ ... }

You would. Don't do it. That's all I have to say to you.

[refactor]

[ Jack's smile splits, because when people threaten him, he can't help but get excited at the prospect. Granted, Jack is absolutely insane, but there's a unique thrill here that has him tensing up like he's really tempted to see just how serious Arumat is. ]

Hah— No, no, no, I don't think you're really gettin' what I'm saying here. I'm not going to regret it, because you know what's great? Putting a bullet right in the face of someone that goddamn deserves it. You can be pissed about it if you want, but my enjoyment of that? You'll never make me regret it, princess.

[bloodteller]

[ Yuno will remember that.

but really she could not be giving him a more intense glare if her gaze were made up of knives. ]

Don't talk to Mr. Jack like that. Leave him alone.

[jackhole]

[ okay but rhys can't let yuno be the only jack stan here so after jack's creepy shit and yuno being yuno, rhys is just going to throw a tablet at arumat's head. ]

Yeah, what she said. And, uh, what he said, I guess. Just shut up, no one likes you.

[douchemag]

It's a better end than how the killers usually go when we vote for them. Those executions take way too long and seem pretty damn personal.

[refactor]

See? Pretty merciful, all things considered.

[ Jack says, but this literally did not occur to him at all, sweats... ]

[douchemag]

Unless you hit his shoulder.

[too...soon...?]

[refactor]

[ there is no such thing, which is why Jack laughs ]

...Y'know, you're earning back some points, princess. So, yeah, unless you hit him in the shoulder.

[todorable]

Could we not? Aren't there enough people dying here? Sitting here plotting out how to kill more, how is that any better than what the AI's doing?

[erythristic]

It's just a little daydreaming. Nothing to fret over.

[trust this pure and innocent smile, Totty.]

[todorable]

...

I'm just saying, we could all pretend to be good members of modern society and just throw bad guys into jail and then no one has to deal with any weird revenge killing cycles out of shitty period dramas or anything.

[erythristic]

You have no sense of drama, do you.

[she LIVES those shitty period dramas.]

[todorable]

[it's tough when you are from sketch comedy]

More of a romcom person, myself. Or basically anything that doesn't end up with a bad end for me, personally.

[refactor]

I mean, if we're going with the "one idiot decided to murder but someone else finished the job for him" theory? Nah, not really. I mean, cool motive, but still murder either way.

[parodeity]

I'd retweet that quote. Let's make it the team motto.

[refactor]

I mean, it seems like a pretty solid one. Like, granted, not judging anyone for murder, since- [ He laughs ]

Man, I mean, me, judging anyone for murder? Haha, nahhh, that would be ridiculous. But if you're gonna murder, just own it.

[parodeity]

[ WHY DOES HE LIKE ALL THE CRAZY PEOPLE, THE SAGA ]

Yeah, that's probs not gonna happen here because of the whole gettin' killed for owning it rule in place.

[todorable]

[he frowns, feeling 1000 percent too genuine]

That's kinda what I'm saying, though. Just because the mob decides to kill somebody, why is that okay when some rando doing it isn't?

[refactor]

Uh, because I'm not gonna friggin' hide the fact that I'm doing it?

[ That's literally the difference, so far as he's concerned... Don't be ashamed of who you are everyone, gosh. ]

Or have any of the weirdly personal bullshit either. My method? Way simpler. Nothing to hide or to fuck with someone.