fourth trial

[airlockedmods]

[As the last of the evidence is gathered, the voice chimes in with a call to come down to the courtroom.

In the slowly swindling podium circle McBurn and Shadow's portraits have been added and the green in their scrolling names replaced with red.

Jamie and Bolton are waiting on their floating platform, back in black and ready for a trial. Jamie still looks tired and his posture is a little more slouched than usual but he's here and there's not much else they can ask of him right now. Bolton's put on his usual showman's attitude despite the dark circles under his eyes, and he spreads his arms to make the announcement.]

Welcome, Champions, to the courtroom. Eleven of you have entered, but - in the best case scenario - only ten of you will leave. You all know the drill by now: compile your evidence and figure out who the killer is. If you vote correctly, the culprit will be executed and the rest of you will be allowed to go back upstairs.

Remember, there is no time limit but I'd advise you to keep things interesting.

Comments

[ratherdoweddings]

[Yurika takes her place at her podium and looks sadly at poor Thomasin again before she scans the room.]

We found Shadow-kun in his unlocked room, but we don't think he died there; somebody carried him back and unlocked the door with his PIP after he was already dead. The Doctor and I found him covered in water, with various injuries that don't look like they came from a weapon. It was more like he hit his head on the side of the pool, or something similar, and there were injuries on the rest of his body, too. Given the water and chlorine smell, this definitely happened in and around the pool.

[refusedtoleave]

[Natsuhi's just going to stand at her podium. Wearing her newly made clothes, they have roll up sleeves. She might have looked somewhat presentable if it wasn't for the glitter that's still in her hair.]

There's a strange machine near the swimming pool. I think it turns the water to ice... It looks like someone tried to break it.

[kingshaming]

I believe it is likely that the killer or Shadow tried to tend to their wounds. In the storage room there was a first aid kit ransacked with gauze and disinfectant used and a puddle of pool water under it.

Considering Shadow's speed, quills and will, it is likely he could have harmed his attacker in a struggle. Or he escaped and was finished off after the fact.

CHECK

[imnotfat]

Alright, that's enough. The shoes and hair shall be checked, one by one. Anyone who doesn't submit to this investigation will be considered suspicious.

If you have any objections talk with the Doctor.

[But yeah, Togami first because of course. And he has no glitter at all besides a little bit on his fingers, from messing with glitter capsules in front of Lightning.

But yeah, everyone show your soles and hair!]

FOOT SIZE CHECK

[cyan_maid]

[Alright, so while Togami's being a creepy hair smelling fetishist, let's do something that might actually yield results. Fingers crossed.]

You know, since I saw the footprint in the bar, I think if I took a look at everyone's soles, I could judge the size compared to what I saw. I was with Ricky, if you'd like someone else to check me in comparison.

[We only have room for implying commonly known fetishes thanks

Also for if/when someone checks Jane's, they're GIANT AND IN NEED OF EACH'S OWN FOOTBATH average size, not small.]

[yukionna]

All of this evidence is circumstantial at best. I agree that I look suspicious, but have you got any solid reasoning? Besides the fact that my feet are small, and I seem to have stepped in glitter, which is basically everywhere around this station by now.

[ She doesn't look angry, but her expression is set and stern. Rather, Rukia continues to look weirdly zen about all of this. She's not shaking, or sweating, or doubling back on her words, or...anything, really.

In fact, she looks entirely resigned. ]

Let me hear your theories, then.

[ MTB...Start? ]

Voting Time

[theoverseers]

[Everyone knows what time it is. Even Bolton is starting to sound tired of it, by this point.]

Alright, Champions. You know how it goes. It's time to place your votes for the guilty party.

Execution: Ice Scream

[theoverseers]

Congratulations Champions, most of you voted correctly. Please stay at your podiums while justice is dispensed.

[The shield comes down around the Overseers' platform as he speaks, and the bubbles begin to close around each podium and its occupants. Rukia keeps a brave face on, gripping her podium, but inevitably the glass floor begins to open. Fear overtakes the stoic peace on her expression, and she grapples to hang on to her podium as the vacuum begins to suck her out into space.

Warning: Space Death

As soon as she's free of the rush of air to the outside of the ship, her skin chars and cracks, bloating up and obscuring her features. Her chest heaves and she chokes, blood floating from her nose and mouth as her eyes go from panicked to glassy, staring up at the glass floor that closes again over her. At least with the choking, she's dead before she has the chance to suffer too long from the radiation burns.

End space death

Once the floor closes again underneath the podiums, the capsules open again and let out their inhabitants. Time to head back up to the main floor, everyone.]