(How will the Ultimates narrow down their suspect list? Well, we're gonna find out in Part 2 of this trial! Because we're not even close to being done with this case, no sir.
The Reviews
ShadowYoshi442: And here I was wondering how Street was going to insult Ronnie. Now I know.
Siege25: Yes, Siege. Yes you were. But hey, be glad that Street doesn't have fourth wall awareness. If she did and met you...in the words of Frederick from FE Awakening, "Pick a god and pray!"
Nan The Keyblade Master: Regular reminder that Brooke did nothing to deserve any of this. Also yes, cinnamon roll and the 'token thug' can get along in harmony. Because this is my story, and that stuff happens all the time.)
Trial Resume
Robert: Okay...so what now?
Michael: Does anyone have any questions about the crime? Anything to help us narrow down our suspect list.
Olivia: Oh! As a matter of fact, I do have a question to ask.
Chase: Very well. Ask away.
Olivia: Okay, so if David is right about how Felicity's nose was broken by punches, shouldn't the killer have blood on their hands?
Michael: She does have a point - it's entirely possible that the killer got blood on their hands fighting Felicity.
Thomas: I'd hate to be that guy, but couldn't the killer have washed their hands afterwards?
Street: And put blood on any other surface? I have my doubts. Do you know how hard it is to get blood off of skin?
Ronnie: No, but I bet you do.
Street: I wasn't talking to you, Ferret.
Ronnie: Ferret!?
Desmond: Could you tell us a little more, Street? I think your insight would be helpful.
Street: Thank you, Desmond. As I'm sure everyone here probably knows, blood has the ability to attach to whatever surface it comes into contact with. It's a real hassle, but it's doable.
David: And how do you clean blood off skin?
Street: Hydrogen peroxide. Of course, I haven't seen anywhere in the Central Area where that stuff is located.
Melissa: So if the killer got blood on their skin, they'd be out of luck?
Street: Precisely.
Olivia: So...how exactly was the killer able to hit Felicity but not get any blood on their hands?
Desmond: Yeah, how did the killer break Felicity's nose, and get blood on their hands without getting blood on their hands? The direction of this trial is probably gonna depend on how we answer this.
Make Your Argument!
Olivia: How was the killer able to break Felicity's nose and not get blood on their hands?
Ronnie: Maybe they were just lucky?
Michael: I think Felicity's nose broke when she hit the stage.
Maddie: Or perhaps Felicity's blood dripped down on the stage.
Melissa: What a pain, I'm just gonna go with what I know...what if they used gloves?
Olivia: Ugh, this is a pain in my ass...
Desmond: I'll be your understudy!
Truth Bullet Used: Brooke's Testimony
Break!
Desmond: Melissa's right - the killer used gloves!
Melissa: Hmhmhmhmhm...I had a feeling.
Olivia: Okay, and how exactly did the killer get them?
Desmond: Well, I do know of one place - isn't that right, Brooke?
Brooke: What's right, Desey?
Desmond: You know...you were telling me about what was in the dressing room closet earlier? Melissa was there, so was David.
Brooke: Oh yeah, I remember! There was jewelry, hats, scarves, rings, and gloves!
Olivia: Gloves, you say? I never checked that closet myself…
Michael: So the killer wore gloves, just as Melissa said.
Maddie: Pardon me for asking, but has anyone investigated the dressing room closet? I never checked it out myself, since I didn't think it was important.
Robert: You think the killer dumped the bloody gloves in that closet?
Maddie: That's my guess anyway. I mean, where else would you put them to where they wouldn't be out of place?
Jonathan: I checked it out during the investigation. Nothing seemed out of place to me.
Desmond:...Maybe...maybe the killer was thorough on their cleanup.
David: I can tell we're inching closer and closer to the truth of this...no matter what it is, we're going to get there. I believe it.
Make Your Argument!
Chelsea: So I guess the killer used gloves from the dressing room closet, but how does this help?
Chase: It will narrow down the suspect list if we determine where they were cleaned!
Thomas: But where did the killer clean them? There isn't anywhere in the crime scene for them to do that.
David: If we put our heads together, we'll figure it out.
Brooke: Yeah, what Davey said!
Desmond: No, you're wrong!
Truth Bullet Used: Towel Wet Spot
Break!
Desmond: There is one place the killer could've cleaned the gloves.
Thomas: And just where might that be, ya bloke?
Desmond: There was a towel in one of the showers that had a wet spot on it. The girls shower.
Jonathan: That does make sense Desmond, but there's a problem with that.
Street: You can't just wash blood out of clothes with simply water. You're not suggesting the killer did that, are you?
Desmond: No, the killer would've had a harder time washing the blood out of the gloves with just water...they had to use something else too.
Truth Bullet Used: Laundry Detergent
Desmond: This is it!
Desmond: Maxwell found a box of laundry detergent back in the prop room.
Jonathan: Huh? Laundry detergent?
Maxwell: I'm just as confused as you were when I first found that. It was in an unmarked box that was opened a little bit - I thought it looked out of place.
Desmond: That laundry detergent is the same brand my mom uses - what's special about it is that it can get any stain out of clothes while being gentle on fabric.
Michael: I see. The killer used the laundry detergent to help clean up the blood they got on the gloves. Then they used the towel to dry off the gloves, which would explain the wet spot on the towel.
Desmond: Yeah, that's what I mean. If you were going to shower off, normally you'd clean off your entire body, right? The fact that the towel had only a small part of it wet looked unnatural to me, so that's why I believe the killer used them to dry off the gloves.
Ronnie: So how does this help us get closer to the killer?
Desmond: That's because the towel…
-Was in the girls' shower
-Was the only wet object
-Was on the floor
Desmond: This is it!
Desmond: It's safe to assume that since the towel was in the girls' shower, the killer is female.
Chase: I see! So one of the girls killed Felicity!
David: That seems to be the case. But there's still a few things we have to clear up before we reach a verdict.
Brooke: Yeah, I didn't hurt Felicey!
Chase: I-I wasn't saying you did…
Ronnie: But maybe the killer went in the girls' shower after Monokuma opened up the shower to dispose of the towel. That makes sense, doesn't it?
Jonathan: Not possible - I checked out both the showers myself. The guys shower floor was completely dry. Only the girls shower floor had water on the floor. Desmond and David can confirm that, right?
David: We sure can. You were there when we investigated the dressing room. You were there when you told us about Street's alibi.
Chase: So we can knock Street off the suspect list…
Maxwell: Okay, how do we narrow the list down further? I doubt someone who didn't know what murder was could be capable of doing it.
Michael: You and me both.
Thomas: Oi, Melissa? What else does a killer need?
Melissa: Hmm...well, we haven't really touched on any possible motives for the murder, so maybe we touch on that.
Desmond: She's right. We don't know what the killer's motivations were, so maybe if we knew that, we could start knocking more suspects off the list.
Make Your Argument!
Melissa: What kind of motive would anyone have for wanting to kill Felicity?
Chase: Felicity never really made any enemies…from what I know anyway.
Chelsea: Yeah, she was a really nice girl too.
David: Are we sure she didn't make any enemies?
Jonathan: There really doesn't seem to be a motive here. Random target, maybe?
Olivia: I don't know about that…
Desmond: No, you're wrong!
Truth Bullet Used: Killer's Note
Break!
Desmond: I don't think this was a random killing at all, Jonathan. This was a premeditated attack.
Jonathan: Huh? How so?
Desmond: David and I investigated Felicity's room, and we found this note inside. It read, and I quote 'There's something I need to follow-up on with you about in private. Can you meet with me in the auditorium in 10 minutes? I'll have the stage lights on so you won't stumble around in the dark.'
Robert: I see. So the killer summoned Felicity to the auditorium, and that's when she was killed, right?
David: Based on the content of the note, it's likely the killer met up with Felicity earlier yesterday, and that was their chance to lure Felicity into the auditorium.
Chelsea: Ah…
Chase: What? What is it?
Chelsea: Well, I just realized something about that note. If Felicity was killed at 10:30, then that means the killer left the note at 10:20. That sounds about right, si?
Robert: Oh yeah, that does open up the timeframe for the murder. Or at least narrow it down.
Ronnie: Wouldn't that call Street's alibi in to question?
Street:...What. Did I say.
Ronnie: Uh...but I was just…
Street: What. Did I say. About accusing me of being the killer again?
Ronnie: Agggh! I wasn't accusing you of anything!
Desmond: Hey, Street...before you punch him...there's something else on the note that caught my eye. I think it'll help us narrow things down further.
Street: Mmph...fine. What is it?
Desmond: The part of the note that is the most interesting, or the sentence that's most interesting I should say...well, that would be…
-There's something I need to follow-up on with you about in private.
-Can you meet with me in the auditorium in 10 minutes?
-I'll have the stage lights on so you won't stumble around in the dark.
Desmond: This is it!
Desmond: It's the first sentence. The killer wrote 'There's something I need to follow-up with you about in private.' Now, what would the killer want to follow-up on with Felicity? If this really was a random killing, there's no reason this sentence should be in the note.
Maxwell: Forgive me for asking Desmond, but what relevance does this have to the case?
Desmond: It's part of the killer's motive, I think. It's what David was saying a moment ago, right?
David: Correct. In short, whoever met up with Felicity on the day in question is a suspect, and whoever didn't is not.
Desmond: We really need to narrow down who met up with Felicity - it's the only way to know for sure!
Make Your Argument!
David: So, who met up with Felicity yesterday?
Robert: I know Desmond did, he told me himself.
Street: But the killer is a woman, remember? Desmond couldn't have done it.
Brooke: I didn't meet up with Felicey!
Michael: Is there anyone who knows for certain? There doesn't really seem to be anyone...
Maddie: I don't know about you, but I'm not the killer.
Michael: Not what I was trying to say…
Desmond: No, you're wrong!
Truth Bullet Used: Chase's Testimony
Break!
Desmond: Actually, there is someone who knows for certain - right Chase?
Chase: That's right, Clue! I met up with Felicity too!
Michael: What was she telling you?
Chase: I had a meeting with Felicity about David's secret, and with us was Chelsea, Street, Robert, and Melissa.
Chelsea: I know how this looks, so allow me to add on to this. Melissa, your background in mystery novel writing would give you all the insight you'd need, si?
Melissa:...What are you saying…?
Chelsea: Lo siento...but you killed Felicity, didn't you?
Melissa: M-Me!? No way!
Jonathan: It would make sense…
Melissa: You've got it all wrong! I didn't kill her! Just because I write about crime doesn't mean I'm a criminal!
Desmond: Melissa, I don't want to believe it either...I trusted you with Brooke the whole time we were investigating. You're even going to write a memoir about all those who lost their lives in this sick and twisted game so they wouldn't be forgotten…
David: But we have to cover all our bases. What would Melissa's motive even be?
Desmond: Well, that would be-
Maxwell: Is...everything alright, Desmond?
Desmond: I can't believe I'm doing this, but my gut is telling me to do this. The person who lured Felicity to the auditorium, punched her lights out, and then murdered her with a spotlight...the only person I can think of who would do that...is you, and only you!
Select Someone!
-Desmond Clue
-Maxwell Ackermann
-Madelyn 'Maddie' Starr
-Jonathan Phoenix
-Chelsea Inez
-Ronnie Patrick
-Michael Faye
-Felicity Blackwell
-Robert Eagler
-Olivia Jones
-Chase Adams
-Brooke Culling
-Thomas Scott
-Melissa Scarlett
-David Stonebreaker
-Cheyenne 'Street' Reston
Desmond: The spotlight's on you now.
Desmond: Chelsea...could it have been you?
Chelsea:...W-What are you talking about? I'm not the killer!
Desmond: Of course...that's just my gut feeling, so if you have any objections, please let us know.
Chelsea: Objection or not, why do you think I'm the killer?
Desmond: Like I said, it's just my gut telling me that you did it.
Chelsea: That's it?...You're basing this entire accusation off your gut feeling? Are you sure it isn't because you're a fan of Melissa?
Melissa: It's no secret he's a fan of mine.
Desmond: N-No! I just don't think Melissa is the killer! Because I think she's smart enough not to kill someone and then reveal her knowledge on these kinds of crimes.
Ronnie: But we don't know of any sort of motive Chelsea has - how can we be certain she really did it?
David: I think we should explore this possibility a little more.
Desmond: David's right...we do need to explore this possibility a little more. And I think I might know of the motive too!
Make Your Argument!
Chase: Let me reiterate myself...myself, Chelsea, Street, Robert, and Melissa met up with Felicity about David's secret.
Street: We already know I have an alibi for the night of the murder. So don't say anything, Ferret.
Ronnie: I wasn't going to…
Melissa: I already told you Desmond, I was working on my memoir that night!
Chelsea: But can anyone confirm this? You have the strongest reason to murder Felicity, puta!
Melissa: Hey, no one can confirm if you have an alibi either!
Olivia: Maybe we should just vote now? Majority rules!
Desmond: No, you're wrong!
Truth Bullet Used: Robert's Testimony
Break!
Desmond: Can we really be sure between the two of you, Melissa has the strongest motive to murder?
Chelsea: And what would you know?
Desmond: Well, what if I spoke to someone who could level the playing field, so to speak? Right, Robert?
Robert: Yeah, I was telling you about our meeting. It was Melissa's idea, yes, but Chelsea was the most shaken up out of all of us.
Brooke: Huh? How did you tell that?
Robert: Because...I dunno what she said in Spanish, but it sounded like she took what Felicity was saying the hardest out of everyone.
Chelsea: Ah, but do you know what I was saying in Spanish?
Robert:...Uh...not, really? I'm still learning the language.
Chelsea: Then you can't be certain what I was saying in Spanish. It could've been anything! And you, Desmond! You're basing this all on a 'gut feeling'? Everyone's lives are at stake here! You're willing to throw our lives away for this woman you have a crush on? ¡No hay forma de que puedas ser tan estúpido! Oh wait...you are. So please...reconsider your accusations. For everyone's sake.
Desmond:...Dammit! I just know Melissa isn't the killer! Did I make the wrong choice? Is she...really…?
David: Desmond. Right now I need you to take a deep breath, and think over the case one more time. It's very likely the key to solving this mystery is something we're all overlooking here.
Desmond: Y-Yeah…
David: Stay true to your convictions, man. If anyone can solve this case right now, it's you. You have all the pieces of the puzzle you need.
Desmond: David's right...I have everything I need! I just need to think everything over...one more time…
Olivia: This ought to be good.
Robert: Oh yeah.
Thought Route Start!
Desmond: Okay, let's review what we know. We know for a fact that Felicity struggled with her killer prior to her death, and thanks to David we also know Felicity's nose was broken by her killer by punches. So with this fact, we've concluded that…
-The killer wore gloves
-The killer used the towel
Desmond: Yeah, the killer used gloves. From there, they probably took them off if the tops of the gloves were bloodied from the impact their punches made, laid them somewhere palms down, and then dropped the spotlight on their head. So it seems most likely the cover-up happened…
-Before the murder
-During the murder
-After the murder
Desmond: After the murder; it was the only time the killer logically could've set up anything. From there, the killer went to…
-The dressing room
-The prop room
Desmond: The prop room, right. That's where they got the disco ball to plant a red herring. They also hid the real murder weapon - the broken spotlight - back there too. That's where they found the detergent. The killer went to…
-The girls' shower
-The guys' shower
-Their own room
Desmond: To the girls' shower. They used their ElectroID to get into the shower, cleaned off the gloves, and then dried them off with the towel - that would explain the wet spot. As for the gloves themselves...we had assumed they came from the dressing room closet, but Jonathan said that there was nothing out of place. ...Agh, think Desmond! There's gotta be some way!...Actually, there is a way. One we never considered. What if the gloves came from somewhere that, when cleaned off, wouldn't be out of place? Then in that case, the only place that makes sense would be…!
-Dressing room closet
-On Chelsea's hands
-In Melissa's trash can
Desmond:...Oh my god...that's it! That's where! I've got it now! I know who killed Felicity, no doubt in my mind!
Chelsea: So Desmond? Have you reconsidered your stance?
Desmond: No...I'll raise your bid. And now, for tonight's feature presentation - the crime from start to finish!
David: Seems like you've got it now. Alright, Desmond. Tell us what you've got.
Desmond: Let's start from the very beginning, specifically when Felicity was speaking to people about David's secret. I didn't go to this meeting, but several others did. Among them, was the killer, who set their plan in motion later that day. The killer wrote a note to Felicity, likely sliding it under her door, at 10:20 last night, 10 minutes before Felicity's time of death. Having turned on the stage lights so Felicity would make her way to them, the killer waited for her to show up.
Street: So far so good…
Desmond: Once on stage, I don't know if any words were exchanged or what beforehand, but the killer struck quickly, punching Felicity to knock off her glasses, and to break her nose. Felicity was completely unconscious from the strikes. From there, the killer quickly went to the right side of the stage after removing their gloves - palms face down, so they wouldn't track any blood on the stage - and then dropped the murder weapon, a spotlight, down on Felicity, killing her.
Olivia: Continue.
Desmond: It was at that time the killer began their cover-up, first going to the prop room to get a red herring murder weapon. The disco ball, which they got to by stacking boxes atop one another as a makeshift ladder. It must have been during that time they found the laundry detergent, allowing them to have a way to clean up even further.
David: Mhm. Keep going.
Desmond: Once the killer made the disco ball their red herring, most likely from bashing it against the stage, they took some laundry detergent and moved on to the next stage of their cover-up, cleaning the gloves. Using their ElectroID, the killer entered the girls' shower and began to get the blood out of the gloves, and once finished, used the towel to dry the gloves off, and for good measure, let the water run a bit longer until all traces of blood and detergent were gone from the shower floor.
Maxwell: Makes sense.
Desmond: It was a bold move on the killer's part, cleaning the gloves instead of hiding them. By doing so, they allowed themselves to hide a key piece of evidence in plain sight from us the whole time.
Thought Route Complete!
Desmond: Just because gloves were used doesn't mean they had to come from the dressing room closet. There was only one other pair of gloves in this whole school the killer used...and those gloves were yours, Chelsea!
Ronnie: SAY WHAAAAAAT!?
Olivia: I second that 'Say whaaaaaaat!?'
Robert: Hahahahaha! This is getting good!
Chelsea: T-There's no way...there's no way I used my gloves for that…
Thomas: Yeah, that's clearly impossible! We would've noticed that if she really did!
Desmond: Impossible...that's what I thought at first. They were in plain sight the whole time, so easily viewed, that we would have never suspected them in the first place. And if Chelsea's gloves went missing, surely we would have noticed it then. We would have asked questions. And if she discarded her gloves for us to find them later...well, it would be the smoking gun we'd need!
Chelsea: N-No! You've got it all wrong! Stop it! Por favor, stop it!
Desmond: Chelsea, I don't want to do this either, but you've left me with no choice. This hurts me just as much as it hurts you.
Michael: But is there any way to know for certain if she cleaned her gloves?
Maxwell: Desmond's mom uses the detergent - if that's the case, Desmond should be able to tell having been around it!
Chelsea: Ngh…
Desmond: Chelsea...if you're not hiding anything...if you're not truly the killer...then hand me your gloves right now, and prove it!
Chelsea:...
Melissa: You heard him. Let's see 'em.
David: Or would you rather confess here are now?
Chelsea:...Lo...lo...Lo siento, todo el mundo…
Street: So….are we done here?
Maddie: Seems to be the case.
Trial End
Monokuma: Wahoo! Now that was an exciting trial! But it seems you've all reached a verdict, so if you could all get out your ElectroIDs, I have added in the Voting tab. All you gotta do is tap on who you think the Blackened is, and your vote is counted! And if you don't vote...you'll get punished too! Who will you pick as the Blackened? Will you pick the right choice? Or will you pick the despairingly wrong choice?
Once the votes were tallied, the lights went out as a large slot machine appeared in the courtroom, with all our faces on the machine. The lever was pulled, as the slots spun rapidly before stopping on Chelsea's faces. Once they came to a complete stop, the word 'GUILTY' was illuminated in bright red lights as confetti and streamers shot out of the machine, celebratory air horns blaring in short bursts. It looked as if we had won something, but at what cost?
"Well, there you have it! The first trial is a win for the spotless! The one who killed Felicity Blackwell...was none other than Chelsea Inez!" Monokuma exclaimed.
Chelsea had tear-stained cheeks as she looked down at the ground, silent at first. All eyes were on her.
"Chelsea...why? Why did you kill Felicity?" I asked.
"It was because of what she was saying about me. Is that it?" David asked.
"Y-Yes…" Chelsea answered. "She was saying all sorts of nasty things...as if she was trying to start drama."
"What exactly was she saying to you guys, anyway?" I then asked.
"That David was planning to kill someone! And we shouldn't trust him because he had amnesia!? I...I wanted to believe in you guys...I wanted to get through this together with you all...but in the end, I decided that something needed to be done...in order to protect you all…"
"...Come again." Ronnie flatly said.
"You were trying to protect us? From Felicity?" Maxwell sounded shocked.
"I knew she gave me bad vibes...but I didn't know you'd go that far," Robert added.
"Right...Robert, what I said that day was 'Tengo que hacer algo para ayudarlos.', which in English translates to 'I have to do something to help them.'" Chelsea explained. "You were right...what Felicity was saying really scared me."
"And so you thought the best way to go about that was murder? You should have told someone!" Chase exclaimed.
"If I did, you all would've panicked, and that might have led to something worse happening. That's why...I had to act on my own," Chelsea continued. "I'm, so sorry everyone…I'm sorry I betrayed your trust in me."
"Hold on, if you really wanted to protect us, then why did you cover up your crime?" Thomas pointed out.
"You say this, yet your actions say another…" Maddie added. "Care to explain?"
"After I dropped that spotlight...I started to panic. I didn't know what would happen to me, so without even thinking, I started to cover up the crime," Chelsea sighed. "My body started moving before my mind could even process what I was doing."
"Yup, that sounds about right for a mentally unstable teen to do," Monokuma chuckled.
"Quiet you!" Brooke shouted at Monokuma.
"Chelsea…" I breathed. "I...I don't know what to say."
Michael opened his Bible and started reading from it, giving Chelsea her last rites from what I gathered. Chelsea reached into her pocket and came back with a small little whistle made of silver.
"Desmond...I want you to have this," She said, handing me the whistle.
"What's this?" I asked.
"I've mentioned to you my prize racehorse, Esperanza, to you before, right?" Chelsea asked.
"Yeah, what about it?" I sounded a little confused.
"This is a very special whistle - no matter where you are in the world, if you blow on this whistle, Esperanza will come running," Chelsea told me. "Please...if you get out of here, take care of her for me. You have kind eyes, Desmond...I know you can."
"Excuse me for asking, but you're willing me your horse!?" I exclaimed in shock.
"It's my last request of you, Desmond...could you at least give me that?" She pleaded with me. Looking at the whistle again, I pocketed it, giving a nod in agreement.
"You can count on me, Chelsea," I promised. "I've never had a pet before but...I'll take good care of Esperanza for you." Pausing, I then asked, "By the way...what does that name mean anyway?"
"In Spanish, it means 'hope', like how I hope for all of you to get along. To not let another murder like this happen again," Chelsea answered.
"But, knowing how you kids gets, it won't take long for us to do this again," Monokuma interjected. "Speaking of which, it's time for the main event!"
"The main event?" Jonathan asked.
"You seriously forgot already? I'm talking about the Blackened here getting executed!" Monokuma exclaimed. "She broke the rules of this academy, and therefore has to be punished accordingly!"
"T-That's really extreme!" Michael raised his voice, having finished giving Chelsea her rites. "Not every murderer has to be given the death penalty!"
"Too bad, that's how we're doing things here!" Monokuma shot back. "Now then, I've prepared a very special punishment for Chelsea Inez, the Ultimate Equestrian Racer."
"Michael, it's fine…" Chelsea wiped the tears away from her eyes, taking a deep breath. "I...I'm willing to die for the rest of you, so that you can live."
"I don't wanna watch this…." Brooke started to cry, running over to me and burying her face in my chest. Instinctively I wrapped my arms around her in a tight hug for security.
"I'm here Brooke. I'll shield your eyes…" I did not want Brooke to witness this execution, for I didn't want the poor girl to get scarred for life anymore than she already was.
"Let's give it everything we've got! Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit's punishment time!" Monokuma exclaimed.
"Goodbye everyone...please, take care of each other! Trust in one another! ¡Nunca te des por vencido con la esperanza para mí!" Chelsea had tears streaming down her face again, but she put on a brave expression for us all, steeled for what was coming her way.
Chelsea looked so brave, willing to lay her life down on the line for all of us...I didn't know if I should feel sorry for her or not. Her methods were extreme to say the least, but here she is now, accepting of her fate. I guess she really cared for us that much. I never got to spend that much time with you Chelsea...but you will be missed.
Monokuma then produced a gavel as a red button rose up in front of him where he was sitting. Hoisting it as high as his arm would allow, Monokuma hit the button as a sprite version of Chelsea appeared on the small screen.
GAME OVER
Chelsea Inez has been found guilty.
Time for the punishment!
Chelsea stood there in the courtroom, eyes closed and hands clasped together. A wall lowered to have a chain with a metal clamp on the end clasp around her neck, dragging her away at a rapid pace to where her execution would take place. Above this false wall showed a large flat screen TV, revealing that she was seen in a grass field with an equestrian course full of hazards set up along with standard obstacles.
Running Roughshod ~ Ultimate Equestrian Racer Chelsea Inez's Execution: Executed
Chelsea was seated on a black horse with a white mane, sporting Monokuma's red eye as she held onto the reins. Monokuma appeared wearing a cowboy hat, a toy revolver in hand. He aimed the revolver sky high, pulling the trigger as the horse took off at full speed. Chelsea couldn't get the horse to stop as it began jumping over fences which had barbed wire hanging above it to cut and scratch Chelsea, deliberately run through very shallow ditches to give her whiplash and dizzy the equestrian racer, and eventually Monokuma was leading four other similar horses behind, who were kicking up dirt, sharp rocks, and other bits of the ground up at her. Clothes in tattered and face bloodied, they soon reached the end of the course with the horse Chelsea was riding violently toss her off head first. Landing on the ground with a massive thud, she found cables were quickly tied to her wrists and ankles, the other ends of the cables being attached to the horses Monokuma was leading. With another shot of his toy revolver, the horses all let out a robotic whinny, and took off in various directions, causing agonizing pain to Chelsea before her arms and legs were ripped out of their sockets, leaving her there to bleed out as the horses all rode off in the distance. A pair of crows soon flew down, pecking at her dismembered corpse.
Chelsea Inez, the Ultimate Equestrian Racer, has been executed.
Everyone, save for Brooke who was currently keeping her face close to my chest, watched in horror as this happened. Monokuma soon came back to the courtroom!
"Wahoo! Now that was a high octane execution fitting for a girl like her!" He exclaimed.
"...My god…" Chase breathed, completely shocked.
"That was completely uncalled for!" Jonathan exclaimed.
"That's right - that was fucking appalling!" Olivia shouted. "How could you do such a thing!?"
"I...I think I'm gonna be sick…" Maxwell held a hand over his mouth, looking slightly green from what he just witnessed. He looked like he was about to throw up.
Brooke was inconsolable, crying at what just happened. The rest of us were at a loss for words.
"You already knew the terms when this shindig started!" Monokuma snapped at Olivia. "She murdered one of you, and that's not appalling?"
David visibly shook from what he witnessed before regaining his composure. "I know none of us wanted to do this, but all acts here were wrong in their own ways." He said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"The idea of black and white morality...is nothing more than a fairy tale parents tell us at bedtime so we can go to sleep," David elaborated. "Chelsea was wrong to murder Felicity, but she had her reasons for doing so to 'protect' us as she said. We were wrong to sentence her to death, but we didn't have a choice in the matter. And you...Monokuma, were wrong to do...that...but you made the terms very clear to us. That I cannot deny. At the end of the day, whether we like it or not, we're all going to have blood on our hands no matter what we do."
"Well spoken, Mr. Mysterious. Anyway, as a reward for surviving your first Class Trial, I want you all to have this." Monokuma held a pink key with a heart decal on it. "I figured you bastards need a little more wiggle room to plan out your murders. So here it is! The key to the 'Heart Area' as you've called it." He handed it to David. "Make use of these new rooms what you will. Now get on the elevator and get out of here. I've got redecorating to do!" With that, Monokuma left.
With a somber mood, we all boarded the now open elevator to go back to the academy. None of us said a word the entire way, save for Brooke, who was making muffled sobs the whole time.
Chapter 1: School of Hard Knocks (END)
Survivors: 14/16
Meanwhile, in an undisclosed location…
An individual covered by shadows was seen watching various monitors from a control room, and they looked...agitated, to put it lightly.
"...Graaaaaah! How DARE she do that to my child?" Their voice rang out. "Don't you worry, Felicity...I'll find a way to avenge you." What this person was saying had no context, but it wouldn't matter at the moment.
(Dun dun dunnnnn! What could this mean? I won't tell!
Well, THAT happened! And that is Chapter 1 of the Indianapolis Killing Game! Big shout-out to Nan The Keyblade Master (via review), Beninja2698 (via PM), and New Era of G (via review) for correctly identifying the blackened!
Now that we've got that out of the way, I wanted to make Chelsea a sympathetic murderer, but...I don't know how good of a job I did on that. What do you guys think? Was there sympathy for the murderer? Or is there none to be had?
Also, let me know who you want to see more of in the Free Time Events, because I have no idea who I want to have be in Chapter 2's FTEs. Your feedback would be greatly appreciated. Bye for now!)