Contest 3

## **Defense Attorney: Sianach Gàirdean**

Age: 46

Occupation: Defense Attorney

Background: Sianach's intentions have always been a bit vague. Born in Scotland, he fought for his country in

a war against Ireland that cost him his left arm. It was blown off by a man named Mom Dad (let's not focus on that oddly-named man, it's a long story). Ever since then, his war flashbacks have been more and more frequent as time goes on, to the point where he stops trying to take most things seriously out of hope that it won't matter to him anymore. His story as an attorney, post-war gets interesting when he comes across a case involving a potential crisis among countries, and decides to uncover it without leaving one side with less representation. So he mails both instructions and loads of cash to two famous attorneys in both Zheng Fa and Borginia.

Personality: Sianach may be a war-torn veteran, but he doesn't care about that. He is pretty much mentally insane, yet he somehow uses it to his advantage in life. He's a jokester, often doing things to annoy or entertain, whichever he's feeling at the moment. He is fully aware that his hair is...ridiculous. Honestly, looking at that thing gives you a better understanding of Sianach than even Sianach understands about himself. At the same time though, he has incredible skill as an attorney, which is surprising in by that most of his wins are due to an absurd power of his.

Luck Leap: This is said absurd power. When given a piece of evidence, he tends to come up with tons of wild, convoluted theories about how it could be related to the case, and picks the one he can't disprove immediately. This works out so well for him, that his scrambled theories are infamous. Most people don't even know his thought process, and just assume he jumps to conclusions and gets lucky. Really, he just knows how crazy a courtroom can get and jumps to the end.﻿

## Prosecutor: Wana Tsu

Age: 37

Occupation: Prosecutor/Game Company CEO

Personality: Wana Tsu is a man with an obsession for work, especially involving technology. He has problems with speaking to others, because he's more interested in economic gain than social interaction.

Bio: He became a prosecutor, going through the entirety of law school, but decided the work was too tasking for him, due to the social aspect and high stakes. So he went back to college to become a successful businessman for a japanese videogame company known as Entertainment Computerized (EntCom). However, he comes back into the prosecutor scene when a murder occurs in EntCom's headquarters. To cover up his company's reputation, he has the police prosecute a security guard, despite having evidence that a highly regarded developer was the culprit. Everything he does in court revolves around money and his company's reputation, which is why he seems passive and charisma-less in court. He couldn't care less about justice and the truth.

Art by Lerb Smith and Typhon Reptillious

## Detective: Rhett Oric

Name: Rhett Oric

Age: 38

Occupation: Detective

Description: Rhett's life was changed when he discovered poetry and it quickly became his passion. Even when reading autopsies and relaying important information. He tries to do it in the most poetic way possible, as confusing as it may be. He carries around a plastic rose which he uses to express his emotions, he will crumple it up when provoked and flaunt it when he's confident. He is always writing things down, trying to get inspiration from any little thing going on at the crime scene or trial.

He opens up very easily and will often end up relaying his problems onto others hoping for consolement.

Rhett became a detective recently, and is unfamiliar with all the protocol, because of this, he is frequently called out by the judge and prosecution for dress code violations and other things.

While it may seem as he is a self absorbed fool trying to flaunt his intellect, he became a detective for the right reasons and believes in the truth above all else.

## **Judge: Diane Nite**

Age: 37

Occupation/Role: Judge

Backstory: Before Diane was a judge, she did not take her life seriously. She would go partying with her friends all night, and never applied for college. Her record is filled with misdemeanors. Her life turned around when she got caught up in a joyride with her friends and almost got sent to prison for an unfairly high number of years. Thankfully, she had a good lawyer, so she only got a few months. As soon as she got out of there, she immediately applied to as many colleges as possible. It was a hard ride, but she was determined to become a judge to make sure nobody would have to put up with what she almost went through. She is now one of the most highly requested judges in the area.

Personality: Diane Nyt's personality shifts from day and night (heh). She's just as fun-loving as she used to be when she's living her normal life, but with added restraint so she doesn't go too far. In court, she's the total opposite. She's harsh, mean, and demanding of no nonsense. However, she also aims to be as fair as possible. When dealing with lighter crimes like petty theft, she'll scold guilty defendants to set them straight, but also gives them light penalties. She's only harsh when dealing with big trials, like murder (to be fair, there's not a whole lot of options a judge has in that case). But she will always listen to both sides equally, whenever possible. Typically, if the defendant reminds her of herself, she'll go much easier on them, in both attitude and punishment. And at the end of the day, she'll invite the defense and prosecution out for dinner later that day to celebrate, and make up for the pressure she puts on them.

Appearance: Diane has wavy, black hair to show her party animal nature, as well as grey hairs because of how seriously she takes her work. She likes to wear bright blue, so her tie and lipstick are as much of that as possible. Her judge robe is pretty standard, as is her everyday clothing.

Art by Typhon Reptillious

## Defendant: Cole Calcutta

Name: Cole Calcutta

Age: 19

Occupation: Golfer (Defendant)

Cole is a serious, stoic man who spends most of his time on a golf course. He speaks with few words, and speaks to few people. He takes the game very seriously, to the point where he was arrested when someone died near his course, shortly after Cole and the man had an argument about the man cheating. Due to his intimidating appearance (short hair, a beard [both brown], rather broad shoulders, the fact that he's 6'5...though his clothing is a pink sweater vest and a caddy hat, with grandma glasses) he is immediately treated as the top suspect in the case. The fact is, in his mind, he doesn't care about killing people, because it has nothing to do with golf.

His psychiatrist thinks that the reason he's so obsessed with golf is because he doesn't have any friends, though he has never tried to actively seek any friends of his own. Hopefully, this murder case will wake him up and have him be a bit more social.

## Culprit: Tray Tory

Age: 29

Occupation: Prosecutor; Assistant Director of the Drug Investigation Unit

Part of a pair with Bett R. Aida

Appearance: For the sake of not being another white male, Tray is a Hispanic Male, though he doesn't really look it. His black hair is trimmed fairly short, barely a half inch.  He's a little short, at around 5' 5'', though he makes up for it with his well-built body -- showcasing his tendency to pound the gym. He adorns a couple tattoos as well, his back hosting a Bald Eagle riding a Harley Davidson Ik, too American, along with a few other select animals crawling over his right arm (a shark, tiger, yknow: cool stuff).

At work, Tray dresses much like your typical lawyer: nice black suit, plain gray pants, boring black shoes. He'll usually wear a long sleeve dark red button-up so he sticks out a little. Sometimes, he will even go really crazy and wear a tie featuring the cast of Narvel's Avemgers. He's careful to make sure his tattoos are hidden at work, just for the sake of professionalism. Outside of work, it's also pretty bland: sneakers, jeans, tank top or occasionally a hoodie. You know the drill.

Personality: Tray speaks very fast, with a notably Mexican accent. He tries to be independent and self-supporting, and will not usually go out of his way to get help from somebody else unless he absolutely has to. He's usually quick to anger, especially when being provoked in the court, and he will often hold a grudge for quite some time. That said, he's usually quite a polite person, and won't usually start any major arguments.

Bio: Tray grew up very poor, raised the trashy backstreets of California. His dad was never around a lot, usually out with a gang or near a bar, and his mom was endlessly tired, from practically single-handedly raising Tray and his little brother by herself. That said, Tray was generally a pretty smart kid (at least, in terms of street smarts), and tried to work hard (even if that meant working hard to cause endless mischief at school.)

Living his entire life around the dumps, Tray grew up with a strong desire to improve society, especially the culture surrounding his family, that always seemed to beat them down. Thus, Tray grew up with a dream of being a police officer. Unfortunately, he wasn't quite fit enough to actually achieve that goal -- so he did the next best thing: become an intern at the police station office (thanks to the help of Bett, who saw some amount of potential in Tray). Eventually, with some hard work and a two year degree (that cost him undesirable amounts of debt), he worked his way up to Assistant Director of the DIU, with the help of a recommendation from his friend Bett. He also earned the honorary title of prosecutor, despise having no formal training in the field (though, he did often appear in court, usually with the help of more qualified colleagues).

After a few years at this job, which has treated him pretty well, he received some less than desirable news. It didn't help at all it was about his father, either... Apparently, his dad, still hanging about with gangs, had got himself into a bit of trouble, and if he couldn't deliver on his promise, his entire family would be most likely killed. The promise? To stop a recent government investigation into a multi-million drug ring. Tray had no choice but to concede and help, lest he wanted to put his mom and brother's life on the line, much less his own. He eventually wormed his way into the investigation, particularly with his close professional and personal connection with Bett. He began to relay what information he learned over to his father and his 'constituents.' Inevitably, after learning of how close Tray was to the situation, they wanted a little extra out of his efforts, and he had choice but to incline...

So, the night of the sting operation came, and Tray stayed back in the vehicle with Bett and the Police chief. When the swat team became overwhelmed by the extra defenses (that, of course the gang knew to place thanks to information from Tray), they called for backup. Tray, and a couple others rushed to help, but Tray, just as planned, doubled back to the vehicle... He swiftly ended Bett's frail life with a knock to the head from the butt of a gun, and set to work on the chief. Though, he had done no more than knock the chief unconscious before he ran out of time to finish the job, as he would need to rush back to rejoin the forces as they returned.

Sick to stomach, he had to act surprised when he found his dear friend Bett dead. He wanted to turn himself, and the entire gang, over right then, but he needed to keep his family safe. So, instead, he volunteered to help the police find who had done these terrible things... Tampering with evidence or other clues, he did all he could to make sure the police didn't suspect him....

## Witness/Other: Vivyan Alacrita (post removed)

Age: 17

Court role: Plaintiff

Bio: Once, as a kid, Vivyan asked her mother: “If everyone followed the rules, would we live in a perfect world?”

The truth was far too complex for a child Vivyan’s age. For that reason, the adults in Vivyan’s life always simplified things. What they told children were absolutes; something could only be “wrong” or “right”, “good” or “evil”, “this” or “that”.

“Yes. But not everyone would follow the rules, right?” her mother answered patiently.

“Why? Why wouldn’t everyone follow the rules?”

“Let’s just say… some people are good, and others are evil. Evil people break rules, and good people follow them.”

“But, mommy, why are some people evil? Why can’t everyone be good?”

“That… is something that can’t be easily explained.”

Vivyan paused for a moment. “I’m a good person, right, mommy?”

Her mother laughed, quietly and blissfully. “Of course. You and Agatha are both good people.”

From that moment on, Vivyan wholeheartedly believed in the rules. To her, disobeying these rules is equivalent to evil. She never considered that the rules could at times be wrong.

As a kid, her hobbies consisted of gymnastics and pretending to be a superhero. Fittingly, she made friends with all the annoying tattletales in her elementary school class. Most of her other classmates avoided her entirely.

As the years went on, Vivyan’s respect for the people around her diminished. When her friends broke rules, she was unable to see past their actions. Over time, she started to feel as if her sister and mother were the only ones worth trusting.

Disillusionment with gymnastics led Vivyan to switch to track and field, an activity she excelled at yet never enjoyed.

Personality: Inspired by the “main character” type, Vivyan started to think she had to put on a smile and be kind to everyone. She became somewhat famous as a member of the high school track team. Even though she was nice to everyone, there were few people Vivyan truly enjoyed being around.

Case details: Vivyan's older sister appeared to be poisoned with a certain type of nausea-inducing chemical. The victim fell sick not long after eating lunch at the defendant's restaurant. Traces of the chemical were found in the victim's take-out salad.

The victim remained unwell for the rest of the day, missing out on an important audition for a school theater production (which was later that afternoon). Hoping to solve the mystery, the plaintiff sent the empty food containers and various other items the victim came in contact with to be investigated. When the chemical was discovered, the plaintiff insisted on pressing charges against the restaurant's owner and only waiter-- the defendant.

After further investigation, traces of the chemical was found inside the salt shaker, near the top of the container. The plaintiff's fingerprints were discovered on the salt shaker.

So far, the chemical in question was not found either in the defendant's kitchen or living quarters. There remains only one day for the defense to prove a connection; otherwise, the defendant goes free (innocent until proven guilty!).

## Victim: John Humble (post removed)

Age: ?

Bio:

- Born in farming village.

- Childhood hobbies: doodling cows, reading picture books

- Went to college far from home

- Only friend: Lucie Sombre

- Became judge with Lucie's support

- Reduced sentence in Lucie's poisoning trial, Lucie got a fine but no jail time

- Hid face behind clown mask due to guilt and fear

- In Lucie's murder trial, he gave a "Not Guilty" verdict prematurely. Normally, the trial would've been extended.

- After this became public, Humble resigned.

- Found new job at meat processing plant.

Personality:

- Initially shy and introverted. Few friends. Regarded as nuisance on family farm due to laziness.

- Likes cows.

- After becoming Yore Awner (his clown persona), he eventually got braver. His clown self is more expressive (in other words, ANGRIER) and has a never-ending arsenal of dry humor.

- Yore Awner is especially tough on Lucie for some unknown reason. He doesn't appear to have a grudge, but would penalize the smallest mistakes (such as taking too long to answer a question).

- Humble living style. His apartment is quite cozy, with few luxuries.

- Even though he earns quite a bit as judge, he's unwilling to spend it. Most of it is safely stashed away in savings accounts.

- Likes gardening on a small scale. Plants potted vegetables near window.

Bio (continued):

- Left arm heavily injured in accident with co-worker at meat processing plant. Said co-worker knocked him into a conveyor belt. Left arm caught in machinery and shredded.

- Company refused to provide compensation for injury. Fired Humble a few days later.

- Not long after, Humble impulsively murdered said co-worker. He had on his clown outfit, meaning that nearly no DNA or fingerprint evidence was left at the scene. Area was cleaned of blood, corpse moved to interior of meat-grinding machine. Took them a while to discover the murder.

- Humble arrested on suspicion of murder. Humble hired Lucie as attorney, confessing to his crime but begged to be cleared of all charges. Lucie agreed-- in return for half a million dollars.

- Humble cleared of all charges. No conclusive evidence found.

~~~ After the Trial ~~~

Humble: H-h-hiya, Lucie! Thank you fer your help today.

Lucie: Ahaha, no need to thank me. Actually, there's something I'd like to talk to you about. You see...

Lucie: I'm a defender of justice. That's what I've decided. No matter what it takes, I'll help out those in need.

Vivyan trusts in the law, but the law is weak. It has its limitations. And that's why I'm here.

Truth is... I've killed people for the sake of justice. I've let criminals go free in court, but afterward, I always clean up my messes.

Yes. The criminals that offered me large sums in return for a flawless defense... they have all been dealt with.

It's better this way, or they might've gotten away with their crimes. There are attorneys out there who'd take money over justice. That's just how it is...

<Power outage>

I'm glad I could help you out today. I know that, deep down, you're a good person. Consider yourself lucky-- I have killed others, but you're free to go.

Bio (continued):

- Died the night after his murder trial in a small cafe. Video footage shows that Humble was with Lucie at the time.

## Joke OC: Seven Distinct Ninjas

Age: I don't think so

Occupation: Lawyers (Joke OC)
Bio: Long ago, there were no ninjas in court, because that would be stupid. However, the Jammin' Ninja, who was now a real person, decided that there needed to be ninjas in court. But he knew nothing about law, so he figured that 7 ninjas who knew nothing about law were better than 1. So he called up all his ninja friends (Ryu Hayabusa, Genji Shimada, Espio the Chameleon, Naruto, Raiden from Metal Gear Risisng and Donatello) and they snuck their way through law school. Their ultimate rival is a prosecutor ninja named Jim Sokks, who has a vendetta against them. See, he wanted to join their team, but they wouldn't let him, because 8 Distinct Ninjas are just too much.﻿