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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[todorable]

[okay, this is simple, just tap the touch screen to sprinkle powder and blow into the DS microphone to reveal prints... prints, prints, where are you??]

[al2955]

[ The bottom screen of the DS tampon pad disaster reveals two things.

One is a set of fingerprints facing one way, just under the neck of the bottle. These fingerprings belong to Hancock.

The other is a set of fingerprints facing the other way, also just under the neck of the bottle, an inch or so away from the other set.

They belong to Elizabeth. ]

[erythristic]

[...you know what at this point Grell is just raising her voice so people can hear her.]

We've found fingerprints on this bottle. Those of Hancock, and those of Elizabeth.

[antietam]

[ Looking at the way they're facing. ]

Like she was handing it to him.

[erythristic]

I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation as to why she was giving Hancock a bottle of poisoned wine, yes?

[aka elizabeth you'll need to start talking.]

[antietam]

[ He has some ideas but he'll just. Wait for Elizabeth to give her explanation. ]

[thanatosincarnate]

Then that settles it, doesn't it?

[brooches]

...What?

[ That's certainly not what she's expecting to here. She's pushing through people, looking so she can see what the woman was talking about. ]

No.. no, you're joking.

[todorable]

If you've got an explanation, now's probably the time.

[brooches]

I've given my explanation! I never touched that wine!

[erythristic]

Then why are your prints on the bottle?

[brooches]

I don't know! I have no reason for them to be.

[missmaladroite]

[Okay.... keep a cool head, Ladybug]

Elizabeth. Can you think of any other reason your prints would be on the bottle?

[brooches]

None at all. I had water and we chatted. We chatted about my damn problems and - now he'll have died for nothing. I have no attachment to Light or reason to kill Hancock. I - none of this is making sense.

[tevinteriscoming]

Are you claiming you never touched it?

[brooches]

Yes! I declined his offer and awaited for him to fetch the glass of water!

[ Oh my God, she can't stand how people are looking at her now. No, she's tearing up. ]

I had no reason to touch it.

[tevinteriscoming]

[He's actually not looking at her with that much suspicion. Something about this still doesn't add up.]

You understand that that's impossible, don't you? You had to have touched the bottle at some point.

[antietam]

[ Murmuring to Dorian: ]

What about memory manipulation?

[bloodteller]

...

[ no way ]

You remember touching it, right? Elizabeth? You touched it at some point but you didn't--

[brooches]

Yuno, I don't know. Hancock never offered me the bottle.

[bloodteller]

...You could have lied.

[ why didn't you? after this week... to leave her like this-- ]

They'll vote for you.

[todorable]

[he stares over at Elizabeth, then looks back up at Grell]

...Well.

[missmaladroite]

Wait, so those prints are...

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ELIZABETH'S!?

[muties]

Yikes.

[breakshot]

...

[ ooooooohhhhh snap, this is not looking good for liz. ]

Goddess. [ Taking off his glasses and placing a hand over his face. ] She- If she never touched it like she claimed, then how in the hell did her prints end up on it?