WEEK 5 - Trial

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (5)

saturday TRIAL DAY ONE (32) 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

[douchemag]

We're sure the gun was hers, right? Unless someone just happens to be missing one...again.

[refactor]

Wouldn't know, personally. Never saw it, but maybe someone else did?

[ Jack laughs, then shrugs ]

Then again, not everyone just wears theirs around like I do, I guess. Prrrrobably assuming that Al wouldn't be so helpful as to tell us one way ot the other.

[douchemag]

It's not like any of the other suspects have it listed as their item.

[he says in the tone of someone who definitely didn't bother reading the cards and is relying on other people to tell him if he's wrong or not...]

Anyway, if it is hers, how'd the killer manage to get it off of her? Couldn't she have just...pushed the button or whatever it's called again and killed them?

[refactor]

Button? Jesus. Why are so many of you from places without guns. They're-- Okay, not simple, but basic.

[ He waves a hand dismissively though with a dismissive noise, since he realizes he's about to get into a rant, so he guesses he better not. Let's focus instead. ]

Well, simple explanation, they knocked it out of her hands. She wasn't vulnerable, but, hell, the chick talked about torturing like it was a daytime hobby, and personally? You have that as a hobby, you're probably going to be armed pretty much all the time anyways. [ He nods to the gun on his arm, since he sure is, but that's just to make his point here. ] But, if that's the case, would be pretty weird she didn't fire off a shot. Even if she missed, can't imagine she wouldn't try and shoot, and we know where the bullet ended up.

[douchemag]

I dunno, why are so many of you people from places without magic? Pretty sure I could kill a hell of a lot more people with a single spell than a gun.

They'd have to be pretty confident to go after someone armed thinking they could get it out of her hands without her firing and hitting them first. Especially if they attacked her from the front.

[refactor]

Because magic is super fake. Or just science that you don't know how to explain yet.

[ Duh?? But we're not having a magic vs. guns argument ]

Buuuut that aside, yeah, definitely agreed there. Even if you're incredibly confident, staring down a gun is, uh, pretty dumb. You're gonna lose that one nine times out of ten.

[douchemag]

[He actually looks thoughtful for a moment before shrugging.] If you wanna call it science, that's fair enough I guess. You'd have to be a piss poor mage to not understand the properties and formulas of what you're casting anyway.

So...what, our killer's one incredibly lucky fucker?

[bloodteller]

So she shoots, and no one hears it?

[ this is really bothering her -- bull and hancock were on the same floor, and had no idea a murder happened until the announcement, after all ]

People were around the pool. Not in the room, but that's still strange. Guns aren't quiet, so I'm not... It doesn't really make sense to me, is all.

[refactor]

Oh-- Yeah, that's. That's a good point.

[ Jack considers it thoughtfully for a few moments, then nods. ]

But, y'know, if our killer did manage to get a hand on her gun, could've shot it underwater and it's definitely going to be muffled. Though in that case, you've also gotta be pretty damn close... Though there might not be any of the burn marks if you were underwater? Not sure. Surprisingly, never tried to shoot someone underwater.

[ but now he needs to ]

Could explain the dryer, too. If the two of them had a scuffle, they both could've gotten knocked into the pool, and that's why the shell casing was in there. Killer wrestled the gun away from her, shot her, that kind of thing.

[thatbites]

The dryer was still warm right after... That's cutting it really close to avoid wandering around damp.

[Quick, someone sniff all the suspects for whoever smells the freshest I guess.]

Actually, how much water was trailed out of the pool in the first place? Was there any evidence that someone fell in and climbed back out?

[antagonize]

Aside from some water splashed around the pool? Not much. Adrien, Machias and I took a look around, but there wasn't a trail leading out of the room. Either the killer cleaned up after themselves, or the dryer was used for something other than their clothing.

[thatbites]

Guess that shoots a hole in that theory. [Emily, no.] Maybe it was just a third unrelated person doing their laundry along with Hancock and Bull going through their morning routine.

[Yeah, she's a little sarcastic. One of them has to be lying about missing something and she likes one way more than the other. Oops.]

[antagonize]

Or maybe Hancock and Bull were sharing a dryer and are too embarrassed to cough up the truth. For some reason. Because that makes a hell lot more sense than neither of them hearing a gun go off.

[Seriously. One of them has to be lying or both of them are deaf idiots.]

[thatbites]

If they were working together then this set up makes even less sense.

[Seriously.]

Hancock's clearly the more suspicious one since he was in the pool. Like, maybe he can't hear because his head's all shriveled up but he's got eyes and he didn't see anyone else around? What? Did Carta just wander in and got shot up two seconds after looking at the pool?

[isodope]

Wow, Emily, what did I do to deserve that? Do you still think I'm gonna eat you or something?

[He rolls his eyes a little.]

Consider the following: why the hell would I even admit to being anywhere near the pool if I was the killer? Bull and I are pretty much the least suspicious compared to the others who claim to have slept through the whole damn thing.

[thatbites]

[Don't call out her bias in front of everyone! Rude!]

This has nothing to do with that! If we believe you then the murder is narrowed down between 8 and 9. That's not a lot of time for all this crap.

[And also calls into question why Bull didn't hear or see anything.]

[isodope]

[You're rude??]

You say that like an hour is a short amount of time. The gym and the pool are right next to each other, it's not like the killer went on a damn journey.

[thatbites]

Which means Bull would have had to have seen some bloody idiot run in and grab weights and run back to the pool unless they had put them somewhere in the room before eight! Think about this for half a goddamn second. Unless you totally missed that being in there already too.