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8 AM
(MOCK WEEK TRIAL)

[After some time has passed, guess who comes onto the intercom.]

All right, kids, wrap it up. We're gonna do our little "trial" now to figure out who killed the devil brat. Get your asses to the blinking dot on your map. You can go back and forth to the rest of the plane from there if you need to, but I expect to see everyone gathered there so you know where to vote and shit.

[What had been investigation point H blinks. Ah-ha. No wonder it was electrified. It's not anymore. When people arrive there, the door is unelectrified. Inside, it appears to be where all the jumpseats for the stewards are, seatbelts and all. There are, naturally, fifteen of them.

It's first come, first serve this time. Once everyone has gathered there, the Captain comes back on to the intercom.]

So! You wanna catch Satan girl's killer, right? But we don't got all fuckin' day to waste, so here's a narrowed-down list of options for you!! That's right - one of these fuckers is the one who dun it. See, I can be nice.

THE TECHNO

THE DAWN & DUSK

THE DESTROYER

THE FUTURE

THE URSA

You're going to be picking from one of them... Well, unless you just wanna vote for Jonathan's suspicious-lookin' mug. No one would blame you, ahaha!

Anyway, I expect you to figure it out for yourselves, but I'll be watching.

[In other words, you could probably get him to answer your yelling this time. Not that he's sorry towards anyone who tried to talk to him during the investigation portion. Because of course not.

It's now 8 am.

The trial for Satanichia McDowell Kurumizawa, The Shining. has begun. ]

((OOC: As ofr this, evidence can also be called up on the phones!))

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That's... a little difficult.

[ Atsushi had kind of figured things out by this point and had gotten a glance of things up where Vita and the others had been and there was no way that such a thing would be really possible. ]

It's dark where we are, and the radar is going... just... all over the place last I was aware of. Sorry if that's not helpful but things are kind of... chaotic right now.

Oh.

Well, I can try and help you, bu-

[Then the plan veers left, and the caller's voice goes dead. Just as the sound of crashing glass and a flash of light fills the plane.]