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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[toprotecttheworld]

You played me for a fool this entire time.

[brooches]

No. You don't understand - [ How can she explain it? The evidence is there. No one is going to believe her. ] I didn't do this. Why would I have? To go back to being captive?!

[toprotecttheworld]

How would I know that?! But you told us you never drank from the wine, that you never touched it...but you clearly have!

[brooches]

You don't have to believe me. I don't honestly care if you do. Everyone is looking at me like a sinner... My faith can only carry me so far. [ She's absolutely confused and feeling distraught. ] I wanted to find a way out - to help everyone... to help Jack and his daugher - and...

Oh God.

[tevinteriscoming]

How did you want to help everyone?

[brooches]

Your power is augmented too, is it not?

[ Elizabeth takes a heavy sigh, wiping away at the tears in her eyes. ]

If I could gain back my power - if I could train it and truly try and break through the dampener... I could rip a tear and lead us out of here. I've been trying for weeks. I promised...

[ Looks at Jack. ]

I promised to help us escape. But I've failed.

[refactor]

[ Okay, at least this time, he doesn't look quite so hateful. But he still doesn't say anything. ]

[tevinteriscoming]

I understand. I hope you'll continue to have the opportunity.

[erythristic]

Perhaps to avoid going back to being captive?

[and her gaze hasn't wavered.]

Was that your nightmare, Elizabeth? Was that what you thought was going to be the case if things continued?

[brooches]

It was afraid of being alone. How on Earth would I have accomplished stopping these nightmares if I killed one of the few people I hold dear on this ship?

[ Elizabeth's battling tears, but she's not backing down. ]

I'm captive anywhere that I go, miss. It is not something worth killing for.

[erythristic]

Because I don't think you meant him to die at all!

[good, because Grell's not backing down either.]

How much do you know about plants and their uses as medicine?

[brooches]

I don't know anything outside of basic academic work!

[ Elizabeth's voice trembles, but she's persistent. ]

Quantum physics - that was my subject choice. Are you going to blame me for your kidnapping as well?

[erythristic]

You think I think this is kidnapping?

[what she thinks isn't at stake here.]

It doesn't take much to know that ivy causes rashes, that belladonna can tranquilize with risk. If you want me to believe you, convince me.

[and through that, there's a note of pain in the coldness. she doesn't want to have to do this, but she will if there's no other way forward. such is duty.]

[brooches]

Bringing us here - keeping us against our will! I've experienced it, I wouldn't kill to get away from something I'm use to.

[ Elizabeth nods, speaking with her hands more passionately. ]

Books. I've learned everything through books. I've never experienced the plants myself. I've never learned how to handle them without precaution. Why would I have suddenly been skillful in every other area of these brutal murder but fall on something as stupid as fingerprints?

[erythristic]

Because people slip up! Humans make mistakes! The most elaborate plan can be undone by a basic flaw!

[but please Liz. fight her. the look in her eyes says she wants that - passionately prove your point to save yourself.]

[brooches]

Why would I betray one of the only humans that ever fucking showed me compassion?!

[ She's learned from the boys, blame her. ]

The one who's lying dead - I can smell his cologne, you know. I still smell it! [ She's crying now, but she's ready to leap across the table and shake the woman. ] How could I live with myself?

I have no answers, miss! I have no lies, only truths!