WEEK 8 - Trial

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (8)

saturday TRIAL DAY ONE (22) 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

[todorable]

If the fireproof suit was ever in Arumat's room to begin with, then yeah, it'd mess things up if everything happened in just one trip.

...And if they aren't all working together. Just to throw that option out there.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

I did say "if" we go along with the alibis, didn't I? I'm just trying to go with the information we have right now.

[but he also doesn't ... want to acknowledge... who dunnit... so let's GO BACK TO MURDER SPECULATION INSTEAD OF MURDERER SPECULATION. he counts on his fingers as he lists the evidence]

It had to have happened at once, because there's no other way for the fire suit to have been set on fire other than by Arumat's spell right now. He died of strangulation, so that's the clay wire. The syringe was found with the suit, and I'm not sure why someone would bother to take one and break it after the fact.

[todorable]

Dorian could've set it on fire. Isn't that the entire basis of our test?

Has anyone tested what's inside the syringe? ...Do we have a way to see if anything's even in there?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

I guess, but there were scorch marks in his room too. There's no point for Dorian to have grabbed the fire suit and set it on fire separately since he's the only other person with fire magic on the ship. Any test we did would point straight to him.

[...grimaces] I don't think so? It was broken, and we don't have any poison detecting kits left.

[but adrien what about your nose! well! he's not mentioning that!]

[todorable]

There's no other way to tell if stuff is poisoned? It doesn't smell like...poison or something?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[GACK]

Uuuhhh... It might?

[adrien you can't stall this forever]

[todorable]

[not even noticing, let's take this bs to the next level]

We should check it out, find out for sure. Maybe it'll crack open the case.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[okay he has to facepalm at that one and he mumbles]

Iiii kiiiiindaaaa ... can't.

[todorable]

...Is that a prosthetic nose?

[from his tone, he might be serious]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

What? No. [that's stupid.] I... broke a rule, and as punishment Alice took away my super smell.

[todorable]

[it could've been connected to the mask. like those groucho marx glasses. c'mon]

Seriously? That's shit. How...how are you supposed to know if you forgot deodorant or not?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

I still have my regular sense of smell, Todomatsu.

[why is this. why is this a thing]

[todorable]

[you have a girlfriend--at least, so long as you aren't swimming in BO, god he is trying to look out for you here]

Oh.

...Then there's no problem sniffing the syringe, then. Lilies and kale, even I should be able to huff that.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Wouldn't the poison have a different smell? I don't even know how you make poison with those.

[todorable]

Apparently the other plant, the moonflower or whatever, is supposed to be poisonous and cause delirium or something. It's only a little poison so it should be fine.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Oh, well, in that case, have fun! It's all yours, since you said even you could do it.

[totty why do you want to sniff poison that badly]

[todorable]

[for at least a false feeling of being productive]

If I piss myself and die, cover me before anyone sees, okay?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

I'll. Make sure you die a dignified death?

[wait don't actually die he can't encourage this]

[chiseler]

[Look who's overhearing this.]

...this is because of what I think it's because of, isn't it. [Goddamnit.]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[ACK X2 COMBO]

Mmmmmaybe?

[chiseler]

[STERN DAD LOOK. Except not that stern because Luke's Luke.]

And were you going to tell any of us about it any time soon...?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[innocent grin]

If it became relevant?

[DON'T TELL HIS GF]

[chiseler]

I cannot believe...[A HEAVY SIGH AND HE'S DRAGGING HIS HAND OVER HIS FACE.] Maybe if you're a good kitty for the next couple of weeks she'll give it back.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

The only way she'd give it back is if I murdered someone, I'm pretty sure.

[AND THAT'S NOT HAPPENING, SO they fucked]

[chiseler]

Then I hope you enjoy being stuck like the rest of us. [Thank you for not murdering.]