WEEK SIX - TRIAL DAY TWO

[al2955]

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

saturday TRIAL DAY TWO (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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Comments

[hatslinger]

I'm not gonna let you just fucking die over some petty bullshit like this! That wine easily could knock your goddamn asymmetrical pants off as soon as you sip it!

[ ugh she's straight up yelling now ]

[jackhole]

[ stop yelling at him!! he's just gonna yell back!! ]

It's not petty! Jack figured it out and now he's taking it out on Liz and I won't let it happen. It's my fault so I'll deal with it, Fiona.

[hatslinger]

You can't— you're not going to leave me here alone, Rhys. I can't..

[ she's still yelling, trying to steady her voice, doing her best not to choke. ]

I don't know what I'll do if you.. die. I'll be here alone with Jack. I don't know if I can handle that. Not alone.

[jackhole]

[ oh... what. fiona, no!! you're supposed to be the cool one of the two!! he looks a little panicked before grabbing her by her shoulders and squeezing a little, leaning in to her level and look her in the eye. ]

Look, you're not going to be alone with Jack. I'm not -- I won't leave you, ever. We're partners, right? But something's gotta give here and I just -- I don't know. He can't leave this room or it's gonna be bad for all of us. I gotta do something.

[ and then he hesitates for a moment before giving her a very!! friendly!!! peck on the forehead!! LOOK IT'S PLATONIC.

now off to do something stupid. ]

[hatslinger]

[ well she certainly wasn't expecting that, but somehow, it relaxes her. usually it's fiona allaying rhys's nerves, but now.. well, she believes him. rhys wouldn't just go out so easily. he was nothing if not tenacious. so after the little peck.. she sinks in her seat a bit, trying to relax. ]

As long as you know what you're doing, Rhys.

[toprotecttheworld]

Fiona. Do you want to rent Arbok? My rates are reasonable, even if the interest is high.

[Does she need a snake's help.]

[hatslinger]

I can't stop him if he really wants to do it.

[ she doesn't want to believe it, but if jack really is threatening him.. well, rhys would know better what'll happen than she does. ]

.. Thanks, though, Jessie.

[toprotecttheworld]

['You could if you really wanted to,' is what Jessie thinks to herself.]

This is ridiculous.

[hatslinger]

It sure as hell is, isn't it.

[ she gets the feeling something's up here she's not aware of, too ]

[bloodbiter]

He seems as though he could be fairly easily incapacitated if the need arises.

[you know, just saying]

[hatslinger]

Let's wait to see what he does. Knowing Rhys..

[ and then. Then ]