WEEK 6 - Trial

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (6)

saturday TRIAL DAY ONE (29) 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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[refactor]

[ When everyone had come into the conference room today, anyone that took even a glance at Jack would notice that he's looking quite different. After all, that strange mask of his is gone, so everyone will be able to see what Jack's real face looks like, just as his profile card describes. So it's probably no surprise why he wears the mask at all.

He writes his alibi in a hurry, hence its long, meandering story, but he's sitting in his chair.

Absolutely staring daggers at Rhys. ]

Yeaaaah, so, someone has got some explaining to do, because frankly? This is bullshit.

[ He crosses his arms pretty tightly, but he's actually speaking more to everyone despite the fact that he's staring Rhys down. ]

So, go on, shoot. You got questions, I've got answers. Because, yeah, my alibi is legit "couldn't do it, got stabbed."

[antietam]

Why wouldn't you go to the medbay immediately after getting stabbed? And what did he stab you with? [ Maybe this can just be Rhys' trial, can we execute him. ]

[refactor]

Because it was Thursday night and I'm not a goddamn idiot.

[ Though he does seem to remember the "you know what's a great idea after getting stabbed? working out" thing, and adds: ]

Okay. Most of the time. Not then. Point is, going wandering around at night on everyone's favorite day for murder? Stupid idea. It wasn't going to kill me, so I was just going to take care of it after a body turned up. Otherwise, figured I could pretty easily be one of them. Hell, almost was if I'd gotten to the medbay a minute earlier.

[ Then as for the "what": ] ...But I dunno, a kitchen knife? Something like that. That's gonna be a better question for Rhys, considering he's the one that did it. Also, bullshit that he's not a suspect.

[antietam]

But then you went to the gym before the body announcement went up? [ He's not doubting that Jack's an idiot he's just pointing it out. ]

[bloodbiter]

[she has no idea what an appropriate way to react to any of this is, so she'll just dive in to the questions.]

...You waited an entire night before seeking medical attention?

[refactor]

Yeah. Obviously? Because it's such a good idea to go wandering around on a Thursday night, bleeding. That's just like broadcasting "hey, already got stabbed once, you wanna get lucky and get in your easy murder"?

[ He scoffs pretty angrily, then sits back in his chair. ]

Wasn't the first time I'd been stabbed, kiddo. I knew it wasn't going to kill me. Just hurt like a goddamn bitch.

[bloodbiter]

I suppose that's a fair point. There was nobody you could go to for assistance in reaching the medical bay unharmed?

[glancing over at rhys...]

Also, if I may ask... What are you going to do to him?

[bloodteller]

I'm sorry.

[ being stabbed does hurt a lot, after all. ]

Is it feeling better now? Your wound. Your face doesn't hurt either, does it...?

[refactor]

Feeling better? Eh. Still hurts. Getting stabbed sucks. But I stitched it up and actually bandaged it better so, y'know, calling that an improvement.

[ But why did someone actually bring up the face? He knows it's obvious right now, but he can't help but get defensive about it regardless. There's absolutely a reason he wears that mask so adamantly, and it's not completely because he's shallow. Just. Mostly. ]

But no my face doesn't hurt. Christ. It's-- Ugh, happened a couple of years ago. Doesn't friggin' matter, that's for sure.

[bloodteller]

...You look strong. Like the hero in a movie.

[ the scar, that is, makes him look like he's seen some shit. implied but not directly stated, because she can tell from the way he speaks it's a sore spot. ]

I'll make sure we clear your name. I know you didn't do it. You wouldn't hide it if you did it.

Um, but if you want a question, a Hyperion Highball. When you get out of here, can you make us one? Two, I mean.

[ hancock gave her her first sip of alcohol, after all. it seems like it's an appropriate way to pay tribute to his memory. ]

[douchemag]

Cryboy stabbed you? [do you hear that sound it is the sound of his respect for Rhys going way up] How'd he manage to take you off guard like that? What, were you banging at the time?

[normally this would be a 'why is this his default assumption' comment, but considering it's Jack and Rhys, it's totally a legitimate theory]

[bloodteller]

Why do you always have to be so nasty?

[ not that she doesnt wonder too i mean... rhys did say jack is his most precious person... ]

You should be more respectful. Mr. Jack is a suspect and Rhys hurt him... It's a complicated situation.

[refactor]

What? No. No, we were not banging.

[ Though Jack actually doesn't object to that overall insult (?) as much as he probably should. It is Jack and Rhys, so it's not completely unfair. He knows that. They did spoon towards the end of handcuff week. ]

Rhys friggin' stabbed me because, yeah, cryboy. Look at him? He look like the stabbing type? No. Hell, I'd be proud of him for having some balls, if not for everything else.

[thatbites]

[Jack looks like shit. Thankfully Emily is feeling a drop of empathy because this week was horrible for everyone so she doesn't say it out loud. She still looks a bit grossed out though. She can't promise the world.]

Jesus. Do you have enough painkillers?

[Don't get cranky during the trial.]

[refactor]

[ he's gonna be cranky during the trial ]

Painkillers aren't gonna fix the issue here. I'm not pissed because I got stabbed, kiddo. Mostly. Maybe a little. But everything else? That pisses me off waa^aaaaay more.

[tevinteriscoming]

[Why do we all seem to care that Jack got stabbed. I mean, he doesn't dislike Jack or anything, but eh. Taking away the mask and making them look at this mess instead is the bigger crime.]

If anything, doesn't that make you more suspicious? You didn't consider going to the medical bay at all between the time you were stabbed, and immediately at the discovery of the bodies? That would be a reasonable action primarily for someone who knew the medical bay wasn't safe to enter.

[refactor]

Okay, first of all? Didn't go to the medical bay earlier because, wow, thought I could handle it on my own. Know this doesn't mean anything to anyone but friggin' Rhys and Fiona, but I regularly go to Pandora. You learn to deal with things like getting shot. Or stabbed. And going wandering around on murder day before I really had to do it? Stupid. That's asking to end up dead myself.

[ He scoffs angrily, since he's just going to be angry and difficult this whole trial ]

Second, yeah, totally, would be suspicious. If, and this is a big if here, it were anyone else. If I killed someone, you'd know. I'm a straightforward guy, and I think hiding from the fact that you killed someone is what a coward does. But, yeah, sure, totally makes sense that I'd work with Rhys to get stabbed, grab a turret and set it up without getting some goddamn medical supplies, and conveniently show up with my stab wound bleeding right when it happened to go off. Even though there's no way I could know that.

[missmaladroite]

[staring at her face for a minute like a rudeass before she tears her gaze away]

I, er... he....

[clears her throat!]

You didn't feel safe going to the med bay, but you went to the gym, alone, in the morning?

[refactor]

Yes. Jesus. How many times do I have to say it? Completely aware that it was stupid, but, y'know, gym is usually a place where lots of people are in the mornings because, I don't know, we all like working out.

[ He makes a frustrated noise here that's pretty sharp ]

Go on, just say it. Know you're thinking it. Must've done it because I was conveniently away from the medical bay when all this shit went down.

[todorable]

You seriously got yourself stabbed by that guy? And then you let him just walk away!?

[since that is obviously the most surprising thing about this case]

[refactor]

Yeah. I did. Because, y'know, despite the fact that I am 100% down for murder under normal circumstances? Murder gets you killed here. Hence why me being a suspect is stupid because, yeah, I'd absolutely kill a few random people, but not the guy that friggin' stabbed me. That makes sense.

[muties]

Y'know, a stabbing in a lover's quarrel is a little fucked up. You guys need counseling.

[refactor]

We are not lovers. Why do so many people think that?

[ yeah.. wonder why jack ]

Cripes, I have a friggin' girlfriend. And she? She would definitely kill me if I cheated on her. And could. So, nope. Also, y'know, I kind of like her, so I wouldn't cheat on her. So there.

[qundercover]

[Looking rough, pal. Can't believe you were one of the one eyed gang this whole time and never told anyone.

After room searches, approaching Jack because really. There are so many Questions.]

Your place looks like the morning after a damn good tavern brawl.

[The implication being, you gonna explain that or . . . ]

[refactor]

[ Assuming this is pretty well after his meltdown earlier, Jack has probably just been sitting and trying to restrain his "murder Rhys" impulses, but. When Bull approaches, he at least looks up, since he knows the big guy went to check his room. He snorts out a laugh, then shrugs. ]

Yeah, no kidding. I would apologize for the blood and the booze, but, hey, gives it character.

[ Though that last part is definitely salty, considering it's gotten him into more trouble now by being a suspect. ]

So, what, you wanna know how Rhys friggin' lost his mind, I guess?