The Mock Trial

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[Jesse McCree is dead, the first victim of, what the Overseers seem to hope, is a long game of motives and murder for whatever their reasons. With the investigation completed, C.E.C.E.'s voice comes over the system and directs the Champions to proceed to the locked elevator door at the end of the hallway. Once all Champions are on board, the elevator begins a slow descent down beyond any area that they've been able to explore so far. At least the elevator music is charming.

When the elevator door opens, the Champions enter a courtroom with 21 podiums arranged in a circle and each one marked with a name. McCree's face grins casually at the 20 surviving members from one of the podiums, a greyscale portrait in honor of the dead.]

Congratulations. We have now entered the trial portion of the test. I trust that you will do your best to determine who disturbed the peace by committing murder. Once the culprit has been found, they will face an appropriate punishment for their crime. If you fail to determine the culprit, however, they will be allowed to leave the space station and the rest of you will face punishment instead.

Comments

[stitch_in_time]

Oh for- I been spending this whole damn week trying to hack this place with stone knives an' bearskins, and someone found THIS and used it to-

Where'd they even get somethin' like this?

[refusedtoleave]

I don't know. That boy with long hair- the 'Fire Handling' one found the box.

I'm not sure where though...

/slides in a late response

[almightyconflagration]

In a cabinet. Dumb place to hide them if you ask me.

[refusedtoleave]

...Really?

They- This person had to have realized that someone would have found them very easily there.

[almightyconflagration]

Exactly. [And it says a lot that the laziest guy here found them to boot.] If they were found elsewhere, why not put them back in that spot?

[refusedtoleave]

...Unless they planed to incriminate someone else...

[She certainly felt awkward when they said the murder would have needed a screwdriver.]

[almightyconflagration]

They sure left a lot to chance then.