FIRST TRIAL.

[eggmobile]

[Eventually, when you are all gathered, the elevator jerks. Not in some Rod Serling Theme Park ride manner, but much more creaky. The elevator glides upwards, incredibly far up, before coming to a stop at a room you’ve never seen before.]

[The room shares a similar aesthetic to the control center, each portion of the wall covered in television monitors. They all display a bright blue screen at the moment, save for twenty additional monitors hanging from the ceiling like chandeliers. Each of those display the face of the good Doctor Eggman.

The only furnishings in the room are a table and chairs - the table is excessively long enough to seat all of you at the moment. Every chair corresponds to a different room, and each is marked with a nameplate corresponding to the room’s occupant. The unoccupied rooms are unmarked save for numbers, with no nameplates at all. Wilkins’ empty chair bares both his name, and a very ominous coffee scent.

In front of each chair are very small microphones kept in stands, just in case you need to speak up, as well as keyboards built into the table.

Once you are all seated, Doctor Eggman speaks.]

Now that you’ve all gathered, here are the rules! You must discuss the crime, and once you believe you have figured out your culprit, you may input their name in the keyboard in front of you! Take all the time you need, of course.

Failure to vote will result in your execution, and the same will follow should you fail to identify the culprit! How does that sound to you all?

Comments

[windmage]

[... And now Vaati is just. Staring at the keyboard with a look of annoyance.

It's been two weeks and he still hasn't figured out how to use a keyboard.]

[masterbreaker]

[leaaaaaaaaans in.]

...Y'need some help, kid?

[windmage]

[and now that look of annoyance is directed at rex]

I'm not a child. Don't talk down to me as if I am one.

[... he does need help but this is a table of assholes, do you really expect him to admit to needing help here]

[masterbreaker]

You're not?

[ He holds back a laugh, but it's very obvious. ]

Y'look like one. You also look like you're struggling.

[windmage]

Then your eyes deceive you, foolish little man.

[Nope, still not gonna admit to needing help, just gonna insult Rex instead]

[masterbreaker]

Whatever you say, short stuff. Whatever you say.

[Two can play at this game. He's not gonna let Vaati say the last word, even if.......if offered to help him in the first place but you know what its okay]

[windmage]

My, your eyes really must be in failing health if you're calling me the short one here.

[He flexes his fingers a little here as he says it, as a casual reminder that he probably could bring his hand down and swat Rex like a fly across the table if he really wanted to. You know, like any mature adult would do in an argument.]

[masterbreaker]

I think my eyes are fine, thanks for the concern, though!

[He doesn't even flinch, looking up towards Vaati with a shit-eating grin.]

[windmage]

[will he still be laughing if vaati tries to push him face-first onto the table now with just a finger here in response to that]

[masterbreaker]

[ABSOLUTELY NOT-- he stumbles, but pushes himself back up and glares.]

You tryin' to have another murder?!

[windmage]

Of course not. If I wanted to murder you, it would involve you experiencing more pain than just a simple shove here.

[jesus christ vaati]

[masterbreaker]

Alright, fun. Hey, short stuff, you ever step on a LEGO before?