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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[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.

[thanatosincarnate]

No.

{ He'll catch the tablet and keep hold of it, though. }

[jackhole]

No? No what? No that no one likes you? Because you're pretty unpleasant a person and have zero redeeming qualities from what I've seen. Or no, you won't shut up? Because just repeat what I said but apply it to your voice. Which is also terrible.

[ he hasn't been bitchy yet all trial let him have this ]

[thanatosincarnate]

Stop whining already. You're wasting your time.

{ He still looks unimpressed.

Feel free to bitch at him, Rhys... }

[jackhole]

[ giving a snort ]

That holier than thou "I'm totally better than you" attitude is really endearing, bro. So endearing. Hey, maybe you should die too? Since you're a suspect just like Machias. Probably equally culpable at this rate. I'm sure Jack has an extra bullet.

[thanatosincarnate]

...

{ He looks bored. }

Are you done yet?

1/2

[jackhole]

Almost.

[ holding up a finger and, give him a second. ]

2/2

[jackhole]

[ after a moment of prep, he leans forward on the table and spits a nice loogie at arumat.

just, right at his face.

then he sits back down. ]

Okay, yeah. I'm good.

[thanatosincarnate]

{ Okay, sure.

He'll step right up and return the favor to Rhys, copying what he just did (sans rising to his feet because Arumat's just standing), and then wipe whatever Rhys spat off of his face. }

...

{ Then he'll probably begin to walk off. }

[jackhole]

[ walk off in a locked room?? dude, come on.

and rhys is too petty to let it go, so yeah he's going to get up and follow him because now this is annoying. you spit in his face?? ]

Dude, where are you even going? We're stuck in here.

[ also gj having all that long hair because rhys is going to grab the back of it now and pull pretty hard. ]

1/2

[thanatosincarnate]

{ He will be trying to keep distance from YOU.

Which is not working. }

2/2

[thanatosincarnate]

{ He'll growl and turn a bit, to reach out with his hand towards Rhys so fast it's possible he's not kidding around, probably grabbing at his shirt/hand or something. Whatever's closest. It's a tough angle. }

Back down, civilian.

[douchemag]

[Okay, he had no dog in this race - though naturally he agrees with Jack why not just kill the murderers this sounds fine - but he has to start laughing hysterically at this.]

Pfthahahaha! I changed my mind, you're way cooler than I thought!

[is approval from Judar really a good thing tho....]

[jackhole]

[ rhys likes approval from anyone who isn't actively on his shit list so before he goes snatchin' hair, he'll look vaguely flattered.

yeah, he's blushing. ]

[isodope]

Dude, seriously, can you stop?

[jackhole]

I didn't even do anything.

[ yes you did, rhys?? ]

[isodope]

...Seriously? I literally saw you spit in the guy's face just now.

[bloodteller]

[ oh my god rhys

but also oh my go-- ]

Rhys!

[ ... WAIT ] Mr. Rhys!

[ better, sorry. ] You have really good aim.

[ SORRY ARUMAT ]

[jackhole]

[ ... YUNO. rhys just looks a little confused there but flattered?? thanks, yuno. ]

I guess it's a natural gift or something, a-ahaha...

[thatbites]

[She's surrounded by children. Emily sighs and covers her face.]

[jackhole]

[ WITNESS HIM, EMILY ]

[bloodteller]

[ listens, yans gotta stick together, so rhys gets a thumbs up from her corner. ]

[jackhole]

[ no one truly understands a yan's love like another yan. ]

[refactor]

[ Jack is absolutely thrilled to have people coming to his defense, but for now, he doesn't say anything. Just sits here, looking like the smug asshole he is. ]

[jackhole]

[ now rhys actually wants jack to kill machias because he's offended someone would have the audacity to try and stop jack from doing anything.

well, that anyone but rhys would have the audacity to stop jack.

it's weird, okay. leave him alone. ]