WEEK 7 - Trial

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (7)

saturday TRIAL DAY ONE (24) 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

[baptizer]

[ God bless Adam for letting her tag along. He looks around the ladder area and Elizabeth is quick to climb upwards. Up, up, up, she stops right to look over to Fumi's bed. She pats the pillows, lifts the sheets - is there anything noticeable? ]

Who was Fumi close to? ... [ A pause. ] ... the ones who are alive now, I mean.

[al2955]

[Fumi's room is a huge mess, though it's clearly a 'stopped caring' kind of mess rather than any sign towards a struggle. Her clothes are strewn all over the floor and the bed. There's a single pink bra on the floor - but it's definitely not big enough to fit Fumi, huh.

There's nothing in the area around the ladder that stands out. More clothes on the bed, but nothing else off about it.]

[antietam]

I always saw her with Harold, but... Maybe she wasn't close with anyone else. That might have been what made her easy to target. It's—sad.

[ Once Adam climbs up, he instantly avoids the bra. He's not looking. He never saw it. Instead, he's going to check on the desk and inside of it for any notes. ]

[baptizer]

There's not much that isn't sad now, Adam.

[ She sounds a bit blunt with that, but, between traversing and almost tripping on the floor, she goes towards the bathroom. First the sink, then around the trashbin near the toilet - you never know. ]

All that's left is to avenge her and move on.

[al2955]

[Her bathroom's got the usual essentials-- brush and toothbrush and toothpaste, that's about it. Nothing in the trash apart from what you'd expect.

There's a notepad on the desk with a TON of notes about the aliens, mostly what she's noted about seeing them fight, with a note: "confer with Harold" which has been rather jaggedly scribbled out. Flipping to previous notes, there's stuff about testing out the limits of her spells. A few more science-y notes about the chemicals and equipment in the bio lab, nothing too fascinating. There's also a half full mug of cold coffee.]

[antietam]

[ He looks properly chastised. ] Yeah, you're right. I hope it's easier this time.

[ He looks over the notes with the aliens and memorizes some of the information, then goes off to her closet. If there's nothing in there, he'll search around the walls for any signs of vent use. ]

[baptizer]

Trust me, I as well.

[ hands in air!!! nothing is ever in the bathroom!!

She steps out, looks to Adam. ]

Anything?

[ She gives one final glance over the living area, double checking with the chairs and table juuuust in case. ]

I'm sorry, by the way. I don't mean to be pessimistic.

[al2955]

[Nothing seems off in the closet or living area. The vents look unused.]

[antietam]

No. She had some notes, but nothing that suggests who would kill her. Doesn't look like anyone came through the vents either.

[ He'll look over at her once they're ready to leave. ] I think you're just being realistic. We've seen so many deaths here... One isn't really sadder than the other, right? We do need to move on, no matter what.