Snyderverse Neptunia Snippets

by Derald Snyder

Preface- This is meant to be a collection of unrelated story snippets that come out of ideas that I either couldn't or was too lazy to adapt into full stories. It's kind of like 'The Misadventures of Hyperdimension Peashy', except not focused on one singular character. (Doesn't mean Peach won't appear at some point... ;)

Anyway, each snippet will take place at different points in the timeline of my Neptunia series, which will be noted at the beginning of each episode. There may also be a chance that a snippet doesn't fit into the current canon, which will be noted when necessary. With that explanation out of the way, enjoy!

Snippet 01- Corruption Exposed

Timeline- Takes place somewhere between 'The Ten-Year Turnabout' and 'The Mech-Suit's Turnabout'.

The rotund, balding prosecutor adjusted his bifocals, before announcing in a booming voice, "Detective, if you would please present the decisive evidence to the court."

"Y-yes sir, Mr. Loomba," the NPC at the witness stand replied, clearly nervous... most likely due to ex-final boss standing behind the defense's bench, her face set like granite. "This is video of an outside event that both the victim and defendant were attending, about a week before the murder..." turning to a nearby flatscreen, he fiddled with the remote control, a picture soon popping up, showing the victim with a an angry expression, before cutting to a shot of the defendant.

"F YOU!" cried the victim's voice. "F YOU! EEEEFFFF YOOOOUUUU!"

The defendant looked back, apparently in the victim's direction, before stating, "Someone get that man." The video then stopped.

"As you can see, the defendant was clearly offended by the victim's cursing at him, for whatever reason," Prosecutor Loomba stated confidently. "And a week later, the victim was shot dead by a hitman. This video is decisive proof that the defendant was the one responsible for hiring the hitman to take the victim out!"

"I see..." the judge with his eyes closed, apparently deep in thought. "Miss Ryghts, do you have a response to this?"

"I do, Your Honor," Rei nodded. "The defense hereby moves for an immediate mistrial!"

"OBJECTION!" Loomba shouted, his voice echoing in the chamber. "On what grounds?"

"On the grounds that this 'decisive evidence'... is a forgery!" Rei exclaimed with her pointer finger. The gallery muttered slightly in confusion.

"Order!" the judge banged his gavel to quiet the crowd. "Miss Ryghts. This is a very serious accusation you are leveling, against one of the most distinguished senior prosecutors in the city. There will be a very severe penalty incurred if your assertion turns out to be baseless. I will give you one chance to back out..."

"I refuse," Rei said firmly. "Because I can back up my assertion!" She held up a memory stick. "I have here in my hand, the actual video from that event held that day!"

"OBJECTION! Your Honor, she's bluffing! I call for a suspension of this trial, so this evidence can be thoroughly vetted!" Loomba exclaimed.

"OBJECTION! So you can try to alter or erase the data on here?! I don't think so, maggot!" Rei shot back. "How about we watch this footage first, and let the court decide?!"

"Order! Order!" the judge banged his gavel thrice. "Miss Ryghts has a point. I say we view this new evidence immediately. Bailiff?" Rei promptly handed over the memory stick to the bailiff, who walked over and plugged it into the TV. The bailiff then took the remote to play back the video...

Like before, the victim was shown with a contorted expression, looking quite angry, but then... "Ah-PHEW!" he sneezed! "AH-PHEW! AHHH-PHEEEEEWW!" the camera then whipped over to the defendant...

"Someone get that man a kleenex," the defendant said, shaking his head. A chorus of gasps arose from the gallery.

"As you can see," Rei stated confidently, "the victim wasn't cursing, he was sneezing! And the defendant was actually showing sympathy for this poor man!" Turning her glare to Prosector Loomba, she snarled, "Was your case really so weak that you had to doctor evidence just to bring this case to trial?! Or were you trying to fill your conviction quota for the month?! Because that's NOT how the justice system is supposed to work, you worthless peon!" The gallery began yelling and booing at the rotund man, who was now sweating profusely, quite red in the face.

"Order! Order! ORDER!" the judge yelled, banging his gavel repeatedly. "Prosecutor Loomba, what is the meaning of this?! I never thought a man like you would stoop to this level! Do you have anything to say for yourself?!"

"I, I..." Loomba pulled at his collar nervously. "Where did you get that video...?!"

"Quite simple," a soft female voice spoke up. "I gave it to her." A petite woman walked up to the witness stand, her short brown hair and white hat making her instantly recognizable to everybody in the courtroom.

"Lady Blanc?!" the judge gasped. "What's going on?"

"This is what you might call a 'sting operation'," the CPU replied, before turning toward the prosecutor's bench. "I had my suspicions for some time that Loomba was dirty, but I had no way to prove it, thanks to his pet detective here who squirreled away any evidence that could harm your case in the courtroom! And you were also smart enough to refuse any case involving one Bartholomew J. Samson, the only competent attorney in the local area! Too bad you didn't realize that he'd taken on Rei here as his protege!"

"WHAT?!" Loomba cried in disbelief. "Rei Ryghts... under Bart Samson?! Impossible! It can't be!"

"Oh, it can be, worm," Rei smirked with her arms crossed. "And because I turned out to be more competent than the usual noodle-spined lawyers around here, your detective ended up getting sloppy, allowing Lady Blanc to catch him in the act!"

"Yes, it's amazing how fast a crooked cop straightens up when threatened with a hammer to the skull," Blanc half-snarked.

"I'm sorry, sir!" the NPC detective blurted out. "Sh-she had me dead to rights! I had no choice but keep my mouth shut until they sprang the trap!"

"Y-you fool!" Loomba cried, the gallery muttering in abject disapproval.

"HAAAAA-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa!" Rei laughed triumphantly. "You're not wriggling out of this one, worm! Your ass is grass, as Lady Blanc might say!"

"Indeed. Or to put it another way..." Blanc's right eye suddenly glowed red. "YOU'RE FIRED, ASSHOLE!"

The top button on Loomba's suit suddenly popped off! "NOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo..." he wailed as he seemed to literally deflate like a balloon that had sprung a slow leak, not resisting as the bailiff cuffed him and led him out of the courtroom.

"Order! Order in the coooouurt!" the judge cried, banging his gavel until the gallery finally quieted down. "...Now then, given the circumstances, it seems I have no choice but to declare a mistrial. The charges against the defendant are hereby dismissed with prejudice! We're adjourned." He banged his gavel one last time, the gallery breaking into cheers and applause, some of them chanting both Blanc and Rei's names, the latter ducking her head as she blushed in deep embarrassment...

*Snippet 01- End*