The Courtroom

[Murduck]

Brief Summary: Murdoc has been convicted of man slaughter, assault and murder of 5 unidentified males. He's also convicted of battering and assaulting two men, Kelvin Hogenbark(32) and Harrod Lean(45) resulting in fractured skulls, concussions, broken ribs and shoulder bones. Arrested at 15:36 in the local community park.

~ Murdoc sits at the defendant's table, wearing a suit, with his hair combed neatly for once, and he bites his bottom lip, agrivated and panicked. This wasn't no mere act of vandalism or loitering or any of those small crimes that seemed to be popular with Britain's younger generation. This was murder. A crime that could very well have cost him his own life. It didn't look good at all. EMI hired the best lawyers possible to settle this case, but even with God by himself, he hadn't a chance. Just the idea of being a prison inmate once again brought chills to his spine, his battered, mangled black heart, fearing what might happen. ~

Lawyer: Don't worry Mr Niccals, we'll get you out of this.

Yer you better, numbnuts. *murmurs, fumbling with my tie*

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- Amateur sits among the crowd, chewing at her fingernail. She knew the law well. The amount of strikes could result in a death penalty..

Bailiff: All rise!

*the people rise*

*The judge walks in, his face, cold and expressionless, his nose, sharp, with a pointy bridge, his powdered wig and his eye glasses, just placed below the bridge of his nose. He wrinkles his forehead, looking at the defendant defiantly. This man meant trouble he thought. His grotesque style, his physique, his cocky unsavoury, dirty behaviour. A downfall in society. The dirty low lives that don't deserve a chance.The ideal criminal.*

*he seats himself in his chair, adjusting his wig and eye glasses*

Judge: Court is now in session. The defendant, Murdoc Alphonse Niccals, has been charged with 5 counts of murder, 3 counts of assault and attacking Kelvin Hogenbark and Harrod Lean in the General Hospital. How do you plea, defendant?

*He leers over to Murdoc, letting out a smug grin*

[Murduck]

*Stands up* Not guilty, your honour.

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*His old tired eyes scan the middle-aged, olive skinned man and he nods his head*

Alright. The prosecutor shall proceed.

*The public prosecutor, a sharply dressed elegant looking man in his mid-thirties eyes the barrister like a hawk, letting out a whirly smile. He had the evil reputation of sending more victims to their deaths. Pradel Stallion his name was. He was the official prosecutor and there was nothing human about him. He represented the scales of justice; he was the one who handled them, and he did everything he possibly could to make them come down to his side. He lowered the lids of his vulturish eyes and stared at Murdoc fiercely, attempting to intimidate him*

[Murduck]

(( o.o ))

*Narrows my eyelids, letting out a sinister, vindictive look that could send chills to someone's spine*

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*The prosecutor stands up, pushing his chair neatly under the table and he walks over swiftly to Murdoc, glaring him down. He leaned over him, so as to dominate him. He then turns away and walks over to the jury*

Ladies and gentlemen of the highly respected jury, this man. Murdoc Alphonse Niccals. Has a history of crimes, not of those unspeakable, but they are crimes none-the-less. May I remind you that he was once a convict in a prison somewhere in New Mexico? For counterfeit and paying blank cheques to prostitutes! Prostitutes, your honour. *He circles the room*

He has. A history of drug and alcohol abuse. He has. A history of assault and violence. He is a mean, violent and sadistic maniac that shouldn't be allowed to walk down the streets. He committed murder. 5 men. Dead. Torn away from their families and loved ones.

Why, you may ask did he do this? Why kill someone who is only doing his job, you ask? We may never know. What we do know, however is that he doesn't deserve a second chance to walk down the streets of Essex. He shouldn't be given the chance to commit those atrocious crimes again. Ladies and gentlemen, I cannot predict if he will do these crimes again, but do we really want to take this chance?

He broke the law. Therefore he should pay the consequences for it. No man is above the law.

[Murduck]

Barrister: OBJECTION YOUR HONOUR!! That is completely out of context!!

Judge: I'll allow it. Don't try that stunt again, Mr Stallion *He looks over at the prosecutor* Will the defence please proceed?

Barrister: Your honour. *He walks away from the table* What this man has done is purely out of self defence. His wife was a victim of kidnapping and rape! What would YOU do if you saw those very men after your wife again to take her away? Would you stand down and let them? The justice system has failed immensely at it's job, and he took things into his own hands like any other loving husband would. Chances are he knew the consequences. But he did it. He took the chance. Those men, would have done far worse things, if it wasn't for him. He's a hero to be honest. A hero! *He sits back down*

............
We're screwed *slaps forehead*

[Rashionized]

*enters the courtroom silently with his hat repectfully in his hands. He cast a glance over Mr 'Oh-I'm-Cool'accused and glides into a seat farthest away from the judge. He was carrying a sleek black briefcase with him, and this he now opens, and casually sets up a rifle*

Judge: Wtf WEAPONS!! GET HIM AWAY!

It's made of sugar *licks rifles' point and smiles innocently*

Judge: I don't trust you >8( *confiscates*

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(( ...XD You suck at this 8) ))

*Pradel gives off a smug grin, knowing that victory shall be his.*

Very heart breaking. Yes, he was doing it because his emotions took over. But, ladies and gentleman, your honour.

He did break the law. There's nothing more to it. He had committed murder. No one should be allowed to go unpunished. The cold hard fact is that he shouldn't have taken the law into his own hands and done that. He could have just reported it to the police and let them handle it. The simple truth is that, no one is above the law. The cold hard evidence is there. A footage of him, weapon at hand, smashing the victim's skulls in.

When you look at this video, you will see a murderer. Not a hero.

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Amateur:.. *pulls Rashionized back into the crowd* -_-

[Murduck]

Judge:......Will someone please escort that man out of here?!!

Bailiff: Hewl no! He's batty!! D:

..Christ. This has turn into a freak fest..

[Rashionized]

Oh that's it >8(
*throws cool briefcase at lame defendant. Upon contact, the leather casing blew up in a puff of smoke. When it subsided, the defendant had disappeared, and Rash was wearing some suit that (for once) did not make him look (completely) gay*

Right-o. Judge darling~~~~~~~ *pulls out feather and starts to play with hsi chin* Can I make my case now

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Amateur:......................................Aiyo die lah DX

Pradel: YOUR HONOUR !! THIS IS COMPLETELY INAPPROPRIATE!!

Judge: Teeeheee ~! You may proceed, defendant *winks at Rash playfully**giggleteehee*

Amateur: ...-D-" *swt*

[Rashionized]

*stops his cavorting and solemnly straightens his tie. Beforehand though he threw a glare at Pradela nd muttered-
Pradel-Party-Pooper
-to which the prosecutor broke a glass on the table as he tried to remain his composure*

Ahem.
Murdoc has indeed commited numerous offences, of which Pradel-Party-Pooper has so kindly highlighted out into the open and MAY turn the tables on Mudsy here, but I say MAY ladies and gentlemen for that...was...in...the....
*brain scrambles for information*
PAST. He's a completely changed man now, which he will now prove 8)

Won't you Mudsy-poo? *tickles his chin with the feather*

[Murduck]

......................................................
Isn't there some sort of law against this?? What the hell's going on?? Where's my lawyer??!

Defendant: *crawls in from the window, his clothes tattered and his face, beaten up*..Your..honour..*collapses*
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What in the bleeding hell is going on here?? Is this some sort of prank telly show?? *looks around* Where's the cameras?