1. Monobear file #3

Victim: Counterpunch

Location: Autobot Storage Room

Cause of Death: Stab wound in the back. Death was nearly instantaneous.

Time of Death: 11:30 P.M.

Additional notes: Victim had trace amount of high-grade in his systems and has a few dents and scrape marks. Victim obtained multiple knife wounds to the back post-mortem.

2. Location of Body

Counterpunch, despite being a Decepticon, was located in the Autobot's storage area.

3. Body Discovery Announcement

Blurr discover the body by himself, meaning two other people had to have found the body before him.

4. Kitchen Knife

Knife found embedded in the body. Does not come from the dorm rooms and lacks the amount of energon on it associated with a fatal stabbing.

Confirmed to come from the bar's kitchen.

5. Lack of Energon

There was a lack of energon found at the body.

6. Signs of a Fight

Scraps and dents suggest Counterpunch got in a fight before he died.

7. Lack of evidence

Location of body lacked any signs of a fight.

8. Smell of Cleaning Fluids

The Decepticons' Storage area had an overwhelming smell of cleaning fluids.

9. Stab Wounds

They were placed to spell out 'PUNCH.'

10. Missing ElectroID

Victim was missing his electroID.

11. Killing Blow

Stab wound went through the victim's spark.

Not part of the message.

Slightly larger than the other wounds.

12. Wildrider and Dead End's Alibi.

Both testify to be with each other all night at the bookstore, barring a brief interval between 11:45 and 12:15.

13. Dead End's Testimony

Saw Beachcomber loitering about the mall at about 11:15.

14. Beachcomber's Testimony

Claims to have been asleep in his room since 10:00

15. Combat Knife

Found hidden on a ledge. Covered in energon.

Confirm to match the fatal wound in the back.

Belonged to Counterpunch

16. Onslaught's Testimony

Saw Beachcomber on the first day at the mall buying a bunch of anti-depressants.

17. Missing Anti-depressants

Anti-depressants were missing from the pharmacy.

18. Pharmacy Cashier's Testimony

Someone came to buy a syringe after whoever bought the anti-depressants.

19. Bartender's Testimony

Attest to seeing Counterpunch at around 11:00 in rough shape.

Saw Wildrider come by after him at an unspecified time.

20. Gold Dust

Gold dust was found on the railing in front of the bar.

21. Maintenance Hall Door

Held shut by adhesive to prevent entrance.

22. Maintenance Hall

There were signs of a fight in a part of the hall.

23. Syringe

Found broken in the maintenance hall and missing its needle.

Didn't have any substance in it when it was broken.

24. Clean Section of Maintenance Hall

A part of the maintenance hall was recently cleaned.

25. Jazz's wounds.

Jazz has wounds that come from a fight.

26. Needle

Found inside the fatal wound in the back.

27. Motive

After a certain amount of time had passed, everyone's secret would've been revealed.

28. Syringe and Needle Unmatched

The two don't fit each other.

29. Counterpunch's Files

List an operation that Counterpunch was in that was headed by Jazz.

30. Mixmaster's Testimony

Talked to a roughed up Jazz from 11:00 to 11:20.

Saw Beachcomber entered his room at a little after 11:20.

31. Groundbridge usage

Used at 11:20 and 11:47.


The trial is now in session!


Make an accusation!

Jazz

Brawl

Mirage

Dead End

Bumblebee

Mixmaster

Blurr

Skywarp

Counterpunch

Bludgeon

Drift

Nautilator

Hoist

Blast Off

Rewind

Wildrider

Chromedome

Onslaught

Beachcomber

Swindle

Smokescreen

Knock Out

Ratchet

Scavenger

Perceptor

Shockwave

Hound

Vortex

Nightbeat

Soundwave


"Beachcomber, what can you tell us about last night?" Nightbeat accused.

"What? But I wasn't up that night," Beachcomber told him.

"May I remind you that I saw you last night," Dead End told him.

"You're lying!" Beachcomber yelled at him.

"Beachcomber, we're not blaming you for the murder," Nightbeat told him, glaring at him. "Keeping up resistance is going to make us suspect you a lot more than we do now."

"Hey, look, I didn't do anything, alright. Don't blame me for killing him," Beachcomber told them.


Nonstop Debate!

Ammo Available:

Dead End's Testimony

Pharmacy Cashier's Testimony

Mixmaster's Testimony

Beachcomber's Testimony

Bartender's Testimony

DEAD END: Tonight, Beachcomber was up with me and Wildrider.

BEACHCOMBER: Yes, that's correct, but I didn't kill anyone.

BEACHCOMBER: I just, uh, had to do something.

SKYWARP: Like driving a knife in Counterpunch's back.

BEACHCOMBER: What? NO!

ONSLAUGHT: Calm down, Skywarp.

ONSLAUGHT: We haven't proved he's done anything wrong.

BLAST OFF: Still, he had the opportunity.

BLAST OFF: He could've made use of the groundbridge and killed Counterpunch.

PERCEPTOR: Yes, but we have no direct evidence that ties him to the crime.

PERCEPTOR: We might as well blame everyone else here.


NIGHTBEAT: That's wrong!

Ammo used: Mixmaster's Testimony


"Blast Off, remember earlier when Mixmaster said he saw Jazz at the time of the groundbridge's usage?" Nightbeat asked him.

"Yes, I do, although I don't see how that's relevant," Blast Off replied.

"Well, at the same time he was talking with Jazz, he saw Beachcomber enter his room at the time as well," Nightbeat told him.

"That is true," Mixmaster agreed. "I didn't pay much attention, but I do know that the time frame meant he couldn't have been the one to use the groundbridge."

"Ah, I see. Then he probably isn't the murderer," Blast Off noticed. "Although it doesn't explain why he was there."

"I just went to get a couple of things. Nothing really," Beachcomber murmured. "I don't know anything. Honestly."

"Beachcomber, don't make us have to wring the info from you," Dead End told him, growing bored. "You are a terrible liar and just needs to spill out the truth."

"What? Oh, come on. What would I want that I would want to hide from you guys?" Beachcomber asked them.


Present Evidence!

1. Monobear file #3

2. Location of Body

3. Body Discovery Announcement

4. Kitchen Knife

5. Lack of Energon

6. Signs of a Fight

7. Lack of evidence

8. Smell of Cleaning Fluids

9. Stab Wounds

10. Missing ElectroID

11. Killing Blow

12. Wildrider and Dead End's Alibi.

13. Dead End's Testimony

14. Beachcomber's Testimony

15. Combat Knife

16. Onslaught's Testimony

17. Missing Anti-depressants

18. Pharmacy Cashier's Testimony

19. Bartender's Testimony

20. Gold Dust

21. Maintenance Hall Door

22. Maintenance Hall

23. Syringe

24. Clean Section of Maintenance Hall

25. Jazz's wounds.

26. Needle

27. Motive

28. Syringe and Needle Unmatched

29. Counterpunch's Files

30. Mixmaster's Testimony

31. Groundbridge usage


"There were some missing anti-depressants in the pharmacy. My guess is that's what you were after," Nightbeat told him.

"What the- How did you know-" he paused before getting himself together again. "I mean, that's wrong. You have no proof I went there."

"But, I remember seeing you on the first day in the mall getting plenty of anti-depressants. It can't be a coincidence," Onslaught said.

"Uh, well, you see," Beachcomber stammered, unable to speak. "That-that is all wrong! I didn't go there! They just forgotten to restock, that's it."

"Beachcomber, calm do-"

"No, I didn't go there!"


Machine Gun Talk Battle

Ammo Available:

Onslaught's Testimony

Motive

Pharmacy Cashier's Testimony

SHIELD X6

BEACHCOMBER: I didn't go there!

SHIELD X5

BEACHCOMBER: Why do you think I did something wrong…

SHIELD X4

BEACHCOMBER: Lies!

SHIELD X3

BEACHCOMBER: I didn't do anything wrong…

SHIELD X2

BEACHCOMBER: It's all false!

SHIELD X1

BEACHCOMBER: Why do you need to hurt me like this…?

Shield Destroyed!

BEACHCOMBER: Nothing proves the anti-depressants were there!


NIGHTBEAT: That's where you're wrong!

Ammo used: Pharmacy Cashier's Testimony


"The pharmacy cashier mentioned that someone came and bought anti-depressants today. Now tell me, how is that possible if they didn't refill them!" Nightbeat destroyed his argument.

"Uh- but that- that can't be right. Why do you…." Beachcomber blubbered.

"Seriously, why is he trying to hide the fact that he buys a lot of anti-depressants?" Mirage asked the group.

"I have a passing suspicion," Onslaught murmured.

"I think I got it as well," Nightbeat agreed.


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ADDICTION

NIGHTBEAT: That's it!


"You're an addict, aren't you," Nightbeat stated. Beachcomber paused, silent, holding onto his stand.

"T-t-that's not true," he murmured.

"Beachcomber," Onslaught said, looking down next to him. Beachcomber flinched and looked away from him. "I remember you asking me on the first day here for tips. Well, here's another one. Tell the truth." Beachcomber flinched again as Onslaught's word reached him. He mulled it over, trying to figure out what to say, although he already knew.

"Yeah," he murmured, barely able to get it out, "I'm an addict."

"If it makes you feel better, we'll talk about it after the trial, but you have to tell us about Counterpunch," Onslaught gently told him.

"Yeah, I guess I can do that," Beachcomber agreed. He paused to recompose himself before speaking again." I, uh, went to the pharmacy to get more anti-depressants at about. I went to get some and I met Counterpunch there at about 11:10. He was searching for something but he was not having a good time.

"Dammit, where is it?" Counterpunch complained to himself, searching through the shelves. He was crawling through them, unable to find anything he was looking for. Beachcomber stared at him for a little while, wondering if he enter or run away. "Where are the damn neuroboosters?"

"Uh, sir, you already bought them earlier," the cashier said, looking at him oddly. Counterpunch whipped to him and glared at him gravely.

"Come again?" he asked him.

"You bought them already today. Jeez, you must me the Ultimate Forgetter," the cashier mocked him.

"Shut it!" he yelled at him, getting ready to teat the cashier apart.

"Well, can you hurry up? I've got another customer here," he said, jerking his finger to the entrance where Beachcomber was. Counterpunch turned to glare at the little.

"You…," he growled me.

"Uh, is there a reason you're sounding like you want to threaten me?" he asked him.

"It's something you don't realize," he cryptically told him.

"Uh-huh, yeah," Beachcomber said, taking a couple of steps back.

"What do you need?" he asked him. Beachcomber paused, thinking the question through and realizing that he was offering to help him.

"Uh, anti-depressants," he told him.

"Hmph, don't blame you. Not everyone can handle the situation that we are involved in," Counterpunch murmured, heading into the aisle and grabbing a phial of it. "This what you're looking for?"

"More." Counterpunch raised an eyebrow before grabbing a couple more "More." Counterpunch gave him a look of disbelief before asking a question.

"Do you just want all of them?" he asked him.

"Uh, yeah, that will work," Beachcomber agreed. Counterpunch gather all of the phials in his arm and took them to the counter and laid them all down. The cashier bagged them and gave a price.

"100 monocoins," he told them.

"Yeah, here," Beachcomber said, walking to the counter and placing the large sum on the counter. The cashier took it and gave the bag to him.

"Have a despairing day," he told the two of them with a wide smile.

"Uh, okay," he murmured, walking back to the entrance. He could hear the footsteps of Counterpunch following behind him and he wanted to just run the heck away.

"Beachcomber, may I talk to you," he said and Beachcomber could hear a strange tone to it.

"Uh, what? I really need to get back to my room," he told him.

"There's a friend of yours that I want to talk about," he told him. Beachcomber just kept walking, wanting to get out.

"Who?"

"Punch."

That caused Beachcomber to immediately stop and turned to him. "Punch?" he asked. "That's… someone I haven't talked to in a long time."

"I know," Counterpunch murmured, looking down at him. "He misses you."

"He does?" Beachcomber asked.

"Yes, which is why I must apologize for what I am going to do in a few minutes," he said to him and that left Beachcomber confused.

"What do you mean?" he asked him.

"Punch will die tonight," he told him and that left Beachcomber startled, holding on to his bag tighter.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked him.

"You don't have to worry about it. I figured you have considered him dead for so long, I'm just making it official tonight," he said, walking past him and heading down the stairs. "Take care."

"Wait! What's that supposed to mean!" he asked him, getting closer.

"Do I have to repeat it? He dies tonight. That's all you need to know. You can mourn for him officially now," he told him, heading down the spiral steps until he can't be seen anymore. Beachcomber thought about his words, shaking at the thought of it, holding his bag. Punch was somewhere alive and he couldn't help him as he would be killed. This can't be happening. It can't.

He bounded up the steps, wanting to get away from Counterpunch.

Everyone stood silent as Beachcomber finished his tale of what happened between him and Counterpunch at the shop. It was a startling one, for sure.

"So, Counterpunch was planning on killing Punch tonight. Obviously, that failed," Hoist said, thinking it through.

"He definitely knew about him and was planning on finishing him off for good somehow," Jazz said, trying to figure it out. "How do you kill a personality?"

"Well, obviously he must've found some way, although it appeared to backfire tremendously," Mirage noted.

"How do you kill a personality?" Nightbeat wonder to himself. "Well, if you want to finish it off, you have to…

oh scrap. If he's the killer, then it all makes sense. His contribution his been minimal to the trial. His line back then actually makes sense now. It even explains the accomplice."

"I know who the killer is!" Nightbeat shouted, taking everyone off guard.

"Okay, calm down. We get it. You don't have to yell," Skywarp chided him. "Now then, you know the killer!?" he asked him, slamming his hands the podium.

"Yes. I hate to say it, but it could only be him," Nightbeat said, glaring at everyone, ready to announce it.


Make an accusation!

Jazz

Brawl

Mirage

Dead End

Bumblebee

Mixmaster

Blurr

Skywarp

Counterpunch

Bludgeon

Drift

Nautilator

Hoist

Blast Off

Rewind

Wildrider

Chromedome

Onslaught

Beachcomber

Swindle

Smokescreen

Knock Out

Ratchet

Scavenger

Perceptor

Shockwave

Hound

Vortex

Nightbeat

Soundwave