// Jesus fuck, I think this is the longest post I've ever done in a Murder Game. Fuckin' Atomyk, making me think through this shit.
"Yes, a wonder, isn't it?" Kotomine repeated half-heartedly, crossing his arms as the familiar courtroom set-up began to take form as he went through the info given to him.
Tch. If I wanted to be a lawyer, I could have just quit the church and became one myself. A shame that the two most useful ones are dead... so the judgments, for the most part, will be up to me, he deduced, If I were a more magnanimous man, I'd be more concerned with the possibility I may very well be sending an innocent to death if I were to make a wrong move, but lucky me. I care little for that, as I know that the primary downside in coming to the incorrect conclusion will simply give the traitor another chance to commit a murder... and given my increasing involvement, I may very well be the next victim...
Clearing his throat, the priest decided that he would speak first. "We are gathered here today to mourn the deaths of three more young lives. They were so hastily taken away from us by the wrathful hand of God," he said without much emotion in his voice as usual, like he personally didn't care too much, "Or rather, the wrathful hand of a traitorous whelp. We must invoke justice upon this traitor, so let's get started with the basic facts; electrocution, burns, duct tape, blunt trauma, strangulation, and a Russian flag. We have to tie these factors together to accurately reproduce the scene of the crime," he spoke coolly.
"I have my personal suspicion, but I feel that we should all have a nice chat over the facts and speculate further before I feel confident enough to voice my suspect. In the warehouse where the victims and I were located, the lights were broken. With a place that big, that must mean they were shot, likely with a firearm. Whoever the traitor is, he or she is an efficient and quick killer with a quick head to match. Fast enough to cut a wire, he dragged the first victim, Dlanor, to the wire, where she was electrocuted thanks to the presence of a puddle of water," he began.
After catching his breath and collecting his thoughts, the priest continued. "To prevent Robin from resisting, the killer likely stole Erika's duct tape to bind him. Unless Erika happened to choose the wrong time to playfully bind him. Judging from the burn marks on the other victims' clothes, they were likely about to be electrocuted too, but resisted, even despite Robin's hands being bound. This forced the killer to improvise; he or she strangled the two of them, and then applied blunt trauma for good measure. But to handle two of them at the same time... that would take impressive skill, eh? For whatever reason, after the two of them perished, the killer decided to drag the two bodies outside, and to make his or her mark, he or she somehow managed to produce a flag. A Russian flag in 'honor' of Cosmo. Yes, that is what I believe the run-down is. Any questions or objections?" He asked.
Yes... I would know the mindset of a killer. Because I am a killer as well. I'm a murderer, just like the traitors, he thought to himself, fairly amused yet pleased at himself, though confidence wasn't a strong suit of his. Priests like him were taught that pride was a deadly sin.
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