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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Autopsy Report

[al2955]

Above the center of the conference table, the rightmost holographic screen displays the autopsy report:

Autopsy Report - Light Field

Cause of Death - Appears to be blood loss and trauma from multiple gunshot wounds.

Body Discovery - Found lying on top of Clover Field's unconscious body in the medical bay. Body discovery announced at 10:03 AM.

Time of Death - 9:30AM - 10:00AM

Condition of Body - Multiple bullet holes along head, torso, and sides of body from a spray of gunfire. Found lying on top of Clover Field's unconscious body.

Condition of Scene - Bodies piled in the middle of the medical bay. Upon entering, the wall on the lefthand side of the room has multiple holes from stray bullets. On the righthand side is a cabinet, where a sentry turret was placed.

Autopsy Report - Hancock

Cause of Death - Appears to be blood loss and trauma from multiple gunshot wounds.

Body Discovery - Witnessed to enter the medbay and be shot down by an undetected sentry turret. Body announcement went off at 10:06 AM.

Time of Death - 10:04 - 10:06 AM

Condition of Body - Multiple bullet holes along head, torso, and sides of body from a spray of gunfire.

Condition of Scene - Bodies piled in the middle of the medical bay. Upon entering, the wall on the lefthand side of the room has multiple holes from stray bullets. On the righthand side is a cabinet, where a sentry turret was placed.

Alibis

[al2955]

The holographic screen in the middle displays the photos and profiles of each of the suspects. Pressing their photograph will bring up a tab where the suspects can type up their alibi.

Whereabouts - Friday night to morning, Week 6

Findings

[al2955]

The display case to the left of the conference table houses all the evidence that has been found during the investigation so far. Below each piece of evidence is a tablet where players can label the piece and type up any notes they may have about it. There are also empty slots with blank tablets for any evidence or information that may be found during the trial.

All evidence and other information found during the course of investigation should be listed here.

(OOC: Please also link the thread where the evidence was found!)

Body

[al2955]

The right area of the room has been sectioned off by a glass partition, which players can enter via a vertical sliding door. Light and Hancock's bodies have been laid out on a sterile metal autopsy table. Their bodies are covered with a plastic sheet, but the sheet can be removed. Other than the position and the sheet, the bodies have not been changed from how they were found.

A holographic screen above the body displays two color photos of the scene when the body discovery alarms rang at 10:03 AM and 10:06 AM. The photographs are close ups - they portray Light and Hancock's bodies, but no more of the scene than is necessary to do so. Still, if you want to check their position, it makes it easy to do so.

Host

[al2955]

[Once the 9AM alarm has rung and all players have awakened, the statue in the alcove in the back of the room chimes gently. Holographic water begins pouring out of the jug the statue is carrying, forming the shimmering image of a vaguely feminine figure made out of liquid.]

Greetings, participants. Before the trial begins, I have an announcement to make. One of the deceased had been assigned the third party role of the Weirding at the start of the game. Their duty was to select an item once every week that could potentially help with a trial. As you will no longer be receiving any more forensic tools during the remainder of your stay here, you will be allowed to keep the current one past this week.

As always, I am at your disposal should you need to ask anything. Good luck.

[The holographic image will remain throughout the trial. You're free to ask her whatever you want, though whether she'll answer is a different question entirely.]

Art Supply Room

[toprotecttheworld]

[That room no one else checked, in other words.]

The cotton gloves that can be found with the other tools were missing when Arbok and I arrived in the morning. He thinks he's an art critic all of a sudden. We were alone in the room when the body discovery announcements went off, so they were taken before then.

Many of the statues were also defaced with mustaches painted on them. Someone has too much time on their hands.

[Of course, that person was Jessie herself, so try not to take the second half of her findings too seriously.]

Jack

[refactor]

8PM — Had dinner. Was pretty lackluster, so maybe I'll start cooking my own dinners too? Christ. You get real tired of the processed space food thing.

9PM — After dinner drinks in the lounge, since what else are you going to do? You know who goes back to their room at 9? Old people. So. Drinks it was. I make a mean lemon drop, if you're into that kinda thing. Also a Hyperion Highballer, but that one is a trade secret. I'm actually not kidding on that one.

10PM — Went back to my room. Working on an app for the datapads. It's gonna be great. Think a chat app but with pictures of yourself. I think I'll call it SnapChat. [ don't tell him ] Cursed at it a lot. You want to hear a rant? Ask me about mutexes. (Don't ask me about mutexes.)

11PM — Yeah, I was having a good time on my own, working on SnapChat, yadda yadda yadda, and guess who shows up to my boy? Course it's none other than Rhys, because, seriously, who do you think I'm going to open the door for on freakin Thursday night. Turns out, that was a bad move, because someone went batshit crazy because of some bad dreams. Boo fucking hoo Rhys. He wanted to steal my mask for some goddamn reason, and you know, the real kicker here, he actually managed to do it because he stabbed me.

So, Rhys? You've got until the end of this trial to give me back the mask. I don't care how you manage that when we're all locked in here together, but work some magic. Otherwise? Actually, you know, nevermind. I'm not going to spoil the surprise.

11:30 PM — I dunno, he ran away like a bitch around this time. Considered pursuing him for a second, decided against it. On account of my fresh new stab wound. Stopped the bleeding, but I pretty much passed out after that. Not the first time I've been stabbed, but, you know, it still sucks every time. Just saying.

9AMish — Woke up around this time. Felt like shit. I never sleep in this late. Still took a shower and--

9:30AM — Headed to the gym because, I don't know, I'm an idiot? Thought I could at least do some light weight-lifting. Something. Shut up.

9:45AM — Yeah that one went about as well as you'd expect, so opened that right back up and headed off to the med bay to go actually patch myself up.

10AM — Showed up just in time for some asshole to throw a goddamn corpse party.

[jackhole]

[ he's not going to bother confirming this but you know, there's definitely the sound of some dry heaving in the corner over here. ]

[jackhole]

[ okay he needs to talk to you on the dl here, alice. ]

Heeeey, Alice. Need a favor. Man to... AI? Cyborg to AI? Look, I'm part metal. You're part metal. Do a guy a favor, alright?

[ get to the point, rhys ]

I need to... go. I didn't do anything, you know that. I didn't kill anyone or anything dumb like that so can I... leave? Please?

GARDEN

[hatslinger]

[ fiona's taken it upon herself to fill this one in, because elizabeth is probably not in any state to do it and rhys.. is trying not to die. ]

Looks like someone had a little stroll through the garden. There was a very subtle trail in the dirt, some grass upturned. Looks like shit, honestly. Don't know how significant it is. The trail eventually tapered off.

[missmaladroite]

[wait what]

[DOES THIS MEAN HANCOCK WAS RESPONSIBLE FOR DILDOS???]

So Monsieur Hancock was the one providing us with items?

[al2955]

I do hope this is an ill-conceived joke, Rhys.

[ murdermom would be staring you down if she had eyes. ]

[socloverit]

[She looks at the suspects list the second she's shuffled into the conference room and for a moment, there's something sharp in her empty stare—and it's gone as soon as it came, and her eyes are unfocused and blank again and when she sits down as far away from the body as she can get without having to face it, she wraps her arms around herself and curls into the chair like she means to make herself small enough there to disappear. She won't look at anyone, won't so much as lift her head at all, but she's listening. It isn't easy to tell, but she's listening.



i'm a suspect for my brother's death and everything is horrible ama]

[al2955]

That is for you to deduce as a group, Marinette. One of the casualties did, indeed, provide you with fun toys.

[jackhole]

[ alice, this is NOT THE TIME TO SASS HIM. ]

Why would I be joking? I could put in my vote early if you want. Then just, bam, gone and I can go take care of what I need to.

[bloodteller]

[ hey when did yuno manage to get right behind rhys thats weird hahaha ]

You absolutely can't do that, Mr. Rhys

[ guess who read jacks alibi ]

[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."

[missmaladroite]

....One of the causalities....

[so it could have been Light or Hancock. WHO IS MORE LIKELY TO DICKS?]

[the answer is both]

Will we find out about the other roles? [assuming there are more]

[tacklefordwhimsy]

You stabbed a man who right now looks more than ready to snap your neck the moment you turn around.

That was very dumb, I'd say.

[Shelley is supportive!]

[jackhole]

[ high-pitched-troy-baker-scream.mp3

... no seriously, he's just screaming in response and then falling over onto his face. ]

[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. ]

[al2955]

I apologize, Rhys, but I am far too much of a drama mama to not see how this trial will play out. I am at once fascinated and anxious for the outcome.

[ who let Alice see mom memes ]

[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?

[missmaladroite]

[guess who else read Jack's alibi]

What is wrong with you?!

[jackhole]

[ SHELLEY WHY ]

It was an accident. And I'm trying to fix it!