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

[socloverit]

[listen no Clover's already flying, she's all impulse, momentum doesn't stop just because Jesus is here now

she's about to crash facefirst into the damn persona probably huh]

[allout]

[ yup! demon jesus is definitely going to protect the lady that summoned it, raising an arm to reflect clover's lunge. it doesn't hurt, but it'll keep her from crashing into either of them. when it does, it lingers for a moment before disappearing into thin air.

the summoning did knock the wind out of minako - moreso than it usually does. when she opens her eyes, she has to press a hand to the table to steady herself. she's breathless, but smiling. ]

C'mon... I told you guys not to freak out...

[tacklefordwhimsy]

...it's hard not to freak out when there's a teenager pointing a gun to her head.

[Just saying. Not that Shelley regrets panicking, she has her heart in the right place]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[he's just going to ... climb down from the table now... probably looked more like a scared cat than he did someone attempting to help at this point]

Say something else next time!

[adrien can't believe girls doing things that look suicidal but aren't are going to be the death of him]

[socloverit]

[cool so Clover just kind of. bounces off, then. she's sitting here on the table now looking utterly bewildered]

...

WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!

[> clover
> not freaking out

you can pick one]

[bloodteller]

[ look. the big weird thing floating around and being some kind of guard dog is going to catch anyone's attention and. yuno's never not going to take an opportunity to pick on minako. ]

You didn't give a warning and that wasn't exactly subtle, you know. You can't blame people for freaking out...

[allout]

What was I supposed to say? "Hey, it looks like I'm gonna shoot myself, but it's totally not what it looks like"? You wouldn't have believed me.

[ that's a sassy little outburst, but looking at everyone now, it's as she predicted. they're shocked and seeing her in a whole new light. summoning messiah has cleared her name to a point, but at what cost?

she sighs, lowering the arm holding her evoker to her side. ]

I told you it was complicated...

[bloodteller]

Of course it wasn't. Suicide is against the rules.

[ regardless. ] People care about you, so you should have more respect for them, Minako. Saying that much... is helpful.

[ with a sharp intake of breath, though: ] I'll take your word as trustworthy more often.

[allout]

I guess people forget that in the heat of the moment.

[ ha ha ha ha.... ha. okay, maybe not so funny. ]

I didn't mean to be disrespectful. It just seemed like the only way I could prove it. [ huh. ] But thanks, Yuno-san... That means a lot.

[bloodteller]

You can still prepare people for something like that. It can really shake them up. Of course you need to clear your name... We're Team Less Fuckups. [

uh ]

Mess Ups.

So the more information we have, the better. But, don't punish other people for it.

[ for what it's worth, there's definitely a softer tone to her words. the paranoia surrounding that gun is partially gone, and she can kind of understand the need to be quiet about it. who would believe her, anyway? ]

[refactor]

[ what did jack say about language yuno ]

[bloodteller]

[ LET YUNO SAY FUCK or provide a list of provided sentence spicers that can be used at her leisure ]

[refactor]

[ oh absolutely can do

1. Fudge (Get the fudge out of here!
2. Pete (For Pete’s Sake!)
3. Frickin (Frickin hell)
4. Balderdash (Oh Balderdash!)
5. Feck (Feck!)
6. F (He was screaming F’ing bloody murder)
7. Farmer (You Melon Farmer!…. Melon replacing Mother)
8. Donald Duck (I don’t give a Donald Duck).
9. Puck (Make like a hockey player and get the puck outta here!)
10. Fiddlesticks (Oh Fiddlesticks!)

]

[socloverit]

I—yeah?! Anything would have been better than the thing you said instead! Literally anything!

"Magic"! Did you consider, "it's magic"?! [IT WOULD HAVE BEEN ENOUGH FOR HER

all of this while still sitting on the table where she got knocked back. way to go]

[allout]

Would that really have helped? I still feel like you guys would have freaked out anyway...

[ the imagery is pretty morbid. she's aware. ]

[socloverit]

We—we probably would have freaked out less?!

[she'd probably buy a "this isn't a real gun with bullets it just does MAGIC THAT WON'T KILL ME" enough to not resort immediately to bodyslamming??? ...maybe????]

[allout]

[ i mean technically it did kill her

but that's long-term. ]

I don't think a lot of other people would have bought it. [ sigh. ] Sorry, anyway.

[breakshot]

"Don't freak out?" "Don't freak out." [ he's getting off the table now but #stillyelling. ] What did you expect would happen after pulling a stunt like that...!

[ he's joining clover in the screaming brigade. holy shit that stunt had him white as a sheet and now he's twitching. he's twitching. or maybe he's trembling. he's looking pretty rattled either way!! ]

Seriously, how about some warning next time?!

[allout]

I don't know! Is that really something you can prepare people for?

[ whatever, now she's yelling too. her head is still reeling from that summon, but she takes a breath to steady herself.

[breakshot]

A- A little more communication would be great, for one! How do you think it looked to us, pointing a gun to your head like that with no warning?!

[ yeah, he's... still a bit jittery. and pale. part of him is relieved suicide is indeed against the rules, else his heart might as well exploded from all the undeserved stress it's been through. he'll attempt to steady himself in any case, trying to get back to being level with her. trying. ]

... I'm just saying: you scared us. I know I said to give it your all towards clearing your name but. [ deep. deep breaths. ] That was a little bit overkill. Don't do that again. Please.