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theairlock2017-10-28 12:21 pm
airlockedmods) wrote in theairlock2017-10-28 12:21 pm
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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Is there a problem?
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[ said a little too quickly ]
I, uh, maybe I just shouldn't'a shown off so much...haha...
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That ability to create blades? It does seem rather handy. [Hmmm...] How strong can you make those blades?
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I know magic in my world can create things such as that. Marisa... [Deep breath. She's going for it. Luna wants to find this killer, even if she accuses someone.] Would your lasers be strong enough to puncture a human being?
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[ but she repeats the same explanation she gave Thomas ]
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If you were going to kill someone, what would you use instead?
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Danmaku doesn't stab people. It knocks 'em around.
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Oh jeez...what was Sakuya's? Uh...I don't use knife bullets, so this ain't one of my own spellcards. It's not gonna be as powerful, but here.
Illusion Ghost, "Jack the Ludo Bile"...?
[ a very very watered down version of this starts up. In fact there's only like...six knives total. Stupid powercap. Marisa just kind of stands there. Sure enough, if he touches either the circle bullets or the knife bullets, they both feel like a blunt punch. ]
Ya see? I coulda banged up the door, sure, but my magic won't cause a giant-ass stab wound.
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He reaches over Roxy to touch one of Marisa's knives and flinches- it drives his hand back like he's going to have several jammed fingers for a few hours-]
I- yes, I believe you now!
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You okay?
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He needs you a lot more. I'll be fine. It's for the investigation...
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Marisa doesn't even say anything, she just folds her arms and looks worried. That was...really close. Jesus. ]
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...
[and someone is known to be in there near the camera late at night. Akira goes pale.]
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[Zombina gets the feeling she's not going to like it.]
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I only didn't cuz... Cuz after the meeting and DND I was tired...
[he should have been in there.
He could have helped Miki... ]
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[Zombina grins.]
Ya get dibs on first punch of course.
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