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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 Chloe Price, the Champion of Max Caulfield, Miki Naoki, the Champion Support and Chitose Karasuma, the Champion of Mediocrity. Theirs are a striking red and, floating above their podiums, are greyscale portraits framed in some kind of bold, mechanical-looking frame.
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 courtroom. Both are dressed well, Rox in a pressed grey dress jacket and skirt and Blaze in a black suit with the sleeves rolled up to expose his numerous tattoos.Rox is again the one who speaks up.]
Welcome, Champions, to the courtroom! Twenty of you have entered, but - in the best case scenario - only nineteen 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 we reserve the right to call for a vote if things drag on too long. Now let the first trial begin!
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 Chloe Price, the Champion of Max Caulfield, Miki Naoki, the Champion Support and Chitose Karasuma, the Champion of Mediocrity. Theirs are a striking red and, floating above their podiums, are greyscale portraits framed in some kind of bold, mechanical-looking frame.
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 courtroom. Both are dressed well, Rox in a pressed grey dress jacket and skirt and Blaze in a black suit with the sleeves rolled up to expose his numerous tattoos.Rox is again the one who speaks up.]
Welcome, Champions, to the courtroom! Twenty of you have entered, but - in the best case scenario - only nineteen 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 we reserve the right to call for a vote if things drag on too long. Now let the first trial begin!
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[ yuri's staring osomatsu dead in the eyes, brow furrowed, fists clenched at his sides. he faces him head-on, absolutely fuming at the prospect that someone would accuse him of a murder he didn't commit-- ]
Let's see it then! Let's see your proof that I, for whatever fucking reason, killed Chitose. So what if I hated her? Does that make me a culprit?
Fuck no!
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The proof is going to be rather difficult to come up with, given with what we have gotten so far.
[But maybe it's HIM who is projecting this time. He refuses to believe it was Yuri.]
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[Hi pot, this is kettle.]
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Jeez, here I thought I was the fiery one.
[ Marisa sighs ]
I dunno. Ya don't seem like the type to go to the trouble of arranging things like they were.
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Yuri. The only person who thinks you did it is someone who was in love with her. They won't hear anything against her.
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[This just got so much worse.]
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[ why is he causing this commotion then
who knows ]
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[Osomatsu flinches back from Yuri's glare, and he looks around the room for a minute before looking back at him.]
Wait.. eh? Why are you getting worked up at me about this?! I was just throwing around ideas 'cause you were pissing me off!
[DONT CALL HIM OUT]
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So you thought it was a good idea to accuse me of murder? Haaaah? You know that's a huge statement, right?
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[Meaning hey Yuri, maybe... we should all chill a little.]
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[ he needs to chill indeed.... ]
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[Manaka doesn't think it was him so she just wants to get back to the real investigation?? Jeez.]
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[Even though the weapon is a knife. And Zombina has been teaching him how to use one. Specifically a kitchen knife. Still... she's been emphasizing slashes, not stabs. So... she'll put her trust in Yuri.]
We ain't got anything pointin' ta ya.
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[Oh no oh no no no]
Yuri - Yuri, no-!
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