first trial

[airlockedmods]

[When the announcement sounds and the evidence gathered it’s time for a trial. When the remaining champions are all gathered by the repaired docking bay doors they slide slowly slide open.

There are two lines of robots, silent as sentries, creating a border path from the docking bay doors to the circle of metal podiums. The podiums themselves were made of strange metals in red and gold and orange and black, each one etched with the name of one of the Champions. There are flood lights - like spot lights - in front of each podium, but the lights in front of Shirou, Hamilton, and Albel are dark, and hung on the front of their podiums are greyscale portraits, printed from their profiles.

Blaze Dudely stands on a repair deck on top of his ship, which looms over the proceedings ominously. Rather than the glee the Champions may think he would take in this kind of display, he merely stands there with his arms crossed, expression unreadable and his cyborg eye scanning the Champions with a piercing scrutiny, like he's searching for one of them to act out of line.]

Mornin’, Champions. Here’s how this is goin’ to go: take the evidence ya found, piece together what happened and find who took out the Champion Swordsman. If ya find them, they’ll be dealt with. If ya don’t, they’ll be free to go and the rest of ya will face punishment. Take the time ya need but don’t bore me.

Comments

[goldrighthand]

It would be one way to prevent you from looking at the body!

[FUCKING L O L]

[withoutred]

True, true. [ She actually grins now. ] However, it would have also been particularly incriminating, since I doubt any of us could pick up a washing machine.

[goldrighthand]

Unless I managed it in some Rube Goldberg design. [push button, make marble fall down chute, bounce on drum, tip over carefully-balanced washing machine]

[withoutred]

Still would be able to be linked to you, I'm afraid. The key point is still "must be capable of picking up or at least temporarily lifting the machine" in this hypothetical situation. Of course, one could say several people worked together, but that's not as fun.

[goldrighthand]

Or they understood how to use a lever. Besides which, I would not be surprised to learn others here hide a strength.

But this is a moot point. [did Oda just accuse his BFF Rick-]

[withoutred]

Mm, fair point. [ oh that sure was a thing, huh ] Later, then, I suppose. I refuse to let even a hypothetical theory remain unchallenged for long.

[ translation from nerd: we brainfighting later, 'kay? ]

[goldrighthand]

[are you really challenging the man with a concussion to nerdfight

fuck it he'll throw down LET'S GO GIRL]

[withoutred]

[ or whaaaaat, does he think he's not capable of fighting with a haaaaa~nd~i~caaaap....?

they're gonna fight and it's gonna be great. ]