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airlockedmods ([personal profile] airlockedmods) wrote in [community profile] theairlock2017-02-18 12:02 pm
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the first trial

[With the announcement, the Champions are free to decide amongst themselves what order the groups leave in. Once that's done the process of teleporting is automatic and happens in the blink of an eye. Once second they're in the center of the cafeteria before a soft blue light surrounds them and then they're standing in the middle of a circle of podiums.

The room itself it the same shiny, chrome-covered atrocity as most of the rest of the ship save for the sections of floor that aren't the teleporter: those are thick clear glass that show nothing but empty space and stars beneath the Champions' feet. As for the podiums they're the same sort of garish chrome with a digital screen facing toward the center of the circle. The screens each have a name and title associated with a Champion written in green block letters, all save for Chitanda Eru, the Champion of Curiosity. Hers are a striking red and, floating above her podium, is a greyscale portrait framed in some kind of bold, mechanical-looking frame. She smiles out at the group, her eyes wide and sparkling even with the noticeable lack of color.

The Overseers are waiting when they all arrive, standing on a floating platform just high enough to be out of reach and back far enough toward a far wall to have a full view of the court room. Both are dressed in pressed black suits, standing straight and tall. It's hard to read their expressions clearly with the height but Jamie looks particularly rigid in his posture. Bolton, on the other hand, looks more at ease, though he's standing close to Jamie.]


Welcome, Champions, to the courtroom! Nineteen of you have entered, but - in the best case scenario - only eighteen of you will leave. The goal here is to compile the evidence that you've gathered and figure out who the killer is. Once you think you have an answer, we'll call a vote where you'll use the podium in front of you to vote on the title of the Champion who you all agree has broken the peace. If you're correct, the culprit will be executed and the rest of you will be allowed to go back upstairs. If you're wrong, however, the killer goes free and the rest of you take the punishment in their place.

There's no time limit, but remember - I hate being bored. Now let the first trial begin!
stitch_in_time: (Default)

[personal profile] stitch_in_time 2017-02-18 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't do wood often, no.]

Well would you look at that.
fatherofsin: (6)

[personal profile] fatherofsin 2017-02-18 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
...This is concerning. But why a trebuchet? Of all things...

[ Casting doubt on it being Toby, tbh, because he'd probably making something way more accurate, right? ]

...This is more a weapon I'd see someone from the correct time period using than anyone else. You wouldn't have to be tall with this.
ratherdoweddings: (we can beat)

[personal profile] ratherdoweddings 2017-02-18 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
We're a little hard up on things like guns, though, aren't we?
fatherofsin: (4)

[personal profile] fatherofsin 2017-02-18 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
You could theoretically make one, if you spent enough time. And still, a trebuchet is hardly the most accurate thing--there are probably more accurate weapons you could make, regardless. In fact, just stabbing her yourself would be more accurate.
ambecomedeath: (I WARNED YOU)

[personal profile] ambecomedeath 2017-02-18 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
. . . That's SUPER lame.

[It offends him as Champion Weapons Engineer.]
fatherofsin: (6)

[personal profile] fatherofsin 2017-02-18 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Know what. Seth's going to examine this. Is there damage indicating someone might have gotten splinters from it? Just because it's finished doesn't mean it didn't get damaged. ]
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[personal profile] fatherofsin 2017-02-18 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Damn, he tried. Fine, anything a psychopath like him can glean the Doctor can't? If not, no big deal, but he's trying, dammit. ]