theairlock | The Mock Trial

[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.

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Ah...

[Look between your lack of alibi and the notebook...he'll try, though. In spite of the growing dread in the pit of his stomach.

My wife's a writer. I can definitely understand that kind of passion. Probably part of the reason we divorced.

[tamamos not gonna say anything but she's just gonna stare at u like

yo man that's awkward as fuck at least don't mention the DIVORCE now of all things]

[Blink?]

What?

Nothing, nothing.

[i didn't think I would write a comment this unproductive but here we are]

[Right then, back to Naho]

Well, in any case...yeah. She didn't like my lifestyle, and looking back, I couldn't blame her. And we both did things to hurt one another. But...as time went by and things happened...as we got older and realized what was important...well, we got back together.

[SEE he was going places with this story]

[AWWWWWWWWW THATS CUTE]

...Master wouldn't leave me for something like that, right? Yes, of course! We're contractually bound anyway, so I can't leave even if I tried to.

[tamamo stop whispering so loudly]

...'Master'?

[TAMAMO]

Oh? Yes! I'm married to Master.

["some fuckin kinky shit going on here" is not the impression she wants to give but here it is]

Careful, takin' a name like that's a sure sign of egomania.

[Says the man who calls himself 'Doctor'.]

...He doesn't have this stupid-lookin' beard, does he?

[There is no way, but he has to be sure.]

She's a woman!

[That answers the question.] And it's not her real name. I'm just her helpful little Servant, that's all.

[That explains NOTHING but hey, Hakuno sure isn't the one with egomania here.]

Oh!

[RICKY HAS HEARD THIS KIND OF TALK BEFORE! SHE UNDERSTANDS THIS!]

I didn't realize you were a maid.

[...she's trying okay]

Excuse me!? I'm her one and only wife! Not a maid! I do everything a maid does, for free, and she can't say ANYTHING to stop me from that!

[...]

I think if you're a servant, and she's your master, and you do everything a maid does, that means you're a maid.

I'm her wife!

[TRUST ME THIS IS NOT THE HILL YOU WANT TO DIE ON]

You can be both, can't you?

[is she going to die literally]

Absolutely not! Being a maid implies I'm doing this all for money, or out of obligation. [Well, Tamamo, you gotta explain what "Servant" means, then.]

But other than the contract between us, EVERYTHING I do for my Master is out of free will. From cooking to defeating all others who dare to face her!

[The mention of a contract sure isn't dispelling the idea.]

Maids can choose to be maids because they care about their masters. I know a maid who did something similar to that.

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The two aren't actually mutually exclusive.

...That actually narrows it down less than I'd hope, but it's not important for now.

I can understand that. After all... the reason I got into the paranormal was because there was a man I liked that I thought I could help with my gifts. But I absolutely hate it.

[The people you love aren't always good for you.]

Oh right... about that part earlier... I'm seventeen. But that doesn't mean I like keeping guests at night. Isn't that a little late to expect people to be meeting up?

[SHE'S JOKING. Only because she kind of likes you crazy guy.]

Nah, I get that.

[as he's reminiscing about his cyborg waifu]

Though, you know that doesn't really eliminate you. Then again, it probably doesn't eliminate most of us.

[Buuuuut you're the only one with the bead so...]

Speaking of which, Naho...?

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No, I understand as much. I'd call you all fools if you thought it did.

[No really, she'd do it. Probably a little less nicely than that even.]

...yes?

[Well.

He takes out that toilet paper. You probably know what he's doing since you were there when he did it. Measuring your ladder-rung foot ration thing.]

You mind if I measure you? This might help.

[...toilet paper??]

[Yes. Toilet paper]