Dangan Ronpa Minecraft

Chapter 32: Accused

We went down the elevator and went to our podiums. "Hello everyone!" Herobrine smiled. "Who is the killer?! The suspense is KILLING me!" He laughed. "Get the pun?!"

No one talked. "Ugh, rude!" Herobrine scoffed. "Anyways, lets start this trial!"

"First off, let's discuss evidence." Quentin announced.

"The job was sloppy." Sukio stated. "So, so, so, so sloppy."

Jerome sighed loudly. "There were hardly wounds on him." I added.

"He was probably poisoned." Jerome sighed.

"I will laugh when the culprit dies." Brice said bluntly.

We all paused and looked over at Brice. "What?! I'm pissed off that Seto died ok!" Then Brice went to his knees and started to sob.

"Mood swings!" Sukio pointed out. "Ha! That's like me and Bash! Mood swings..."

"I still dont know who this culprit is. The evidence hardly points to anyone." Quentin sighed.

We were in silence for a moment. Jerome looked at me and mouthed 'Sorry'. Sorry? Whys he sorry? "Wait... I... I have some evidence to display." Jerome spoke up.

"Shoot." Quentin nodded.

"Um... Well... Jason was telling me that he took a walk last night... Between 5:00 am and 6:00 am." Jerome said, with sadness in his voice. "And... Seto was murdered around 5:30 am so..."

I widened my eyes. "Jason?! You of all people kill people?!" Sukio asked. "Awesome dude!"

I stayed silent. Why... Why is Jerome... Accusing me? And he totally left out the part about someone almost murdering me! Did Jerome... Is he... Is he trying to cover it up? Did he actually do it? Was he the one who murdered Seto? Was he the one who tried to murder me? "Jerome..." I muttered. "D-did you murder h-h-him?"

"Why would you say that?" Jerome asked.

"We-w-well... You left a p-part out... O-of what happened... " I stammered.

"Nope! You told me that you woke up around 5:00 am and took a walk for about an hour." Jerome replied.

Dammit Jerome... Dammit... I didn't do anything... Jerome knows this... If I dont convince everyone, everyone... Everyone will die! "No... No I... I would never kill someone... Jerome... You left out the part about the person trying to-"

"Times up!" Herobrine boomed. "And its time to vote! Ok, vote by pushing the button in front of you!"

"T-times up?" I stuttered.

Sweat started to roll down my face. "T-t-times up?! TIMES UP?! WHEN THE HELL HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED!? YOU... WE'RE... Uh... Uh... Uh..." I was about to start cursing but then we saw the slot machine.

Spinning... And... One... Two... Three...

There were three icons... MY ICONS. "W-w-what the hell... Who the-the hell... Someone... Someone definitely... Someone... Someone rigged it... Times u-up...
Th- that never happened before... What the hell... Dammit... God damn..."

Everyone was looking at me in shock. The room started to spin and I gripped my podium. Sweat was rolling down my face like crazy now. "That... That isn't right... SOMEONE RIGGED IT! I SWEAR TO NOTCH I WOULD NEVER EVER KILL SOMEONE! AND TIMES UP?! WHY IS THERE A TIMES UP NOW, HEROBRINE?! WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL! ITS CRAP! ITS SHIT! THIS IS WRONG! I DIDN'T DO IT! WE WERE ALL SUPPOSED TO DIE, WE GOT IT WRONG! IT WASN'T ME!" I shouted.

"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt your protests Jason, but its time for your punishment!" Herobrine smiled.

"N-no... I-I... Everyone..." I stammered.

"Its punishment time!" Herobrine laughed and hit the button.

'Jason was voted guilty, time for his punishment.'

-Tick Tock-

I was strapped onto a minecart. I was sweating still and I looked behind me. There was a clock, about in the middle of the roof and floor. There was a little screen in the middle of it showing Herobrine's face, smirking. It looked like that the cart would go on a gear and the gear connected to it would... Crush me.

I started to sweat more and the second hand started to turn... And I started to move. I started to try and get out, but it was no use. I was most definitely stuck. Dammit.

I started to get closer and felt a thump when I went onto the gear.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick... The ticking was really loud nose, and it felt like it was shattering my eardrums. More sweat.

I was in the centure of the little gear thingys. Perfect place for me to get squished... Great. And more sweat...

"Hello? Master Jason? Its me, Alterform!"

Alterform...? But... Wasn't he... Dead?

Tick, tick, tick. Tick. Tick. The ticking was slower.
Tick. Tick. Tick.. Tick.. And slower.
Tick.. Tick.. Tick... Tick... Slower.
And then... It stopped. Then I felt the gear start to shake. "You'll get out of there Master Jason! You will!" Alterform called.

The gear fell... I fell with it. And then I hit the ground and everything went black.

-END-

Third Person POV

The Minecrafters and Herobrine watched in shock. "Of course he didn't kill Seto..." Quentin muttered.

"A-and Alterform w-was there? H-h-he's still alive?" Brice asked, still a bit shaken up that Seto died.

"He... He... Came back...?" Herobrine widened his eyes. He slammed his fist on the table. "Dammit! God dammit! Damn, damn, damn, DAMN!"

"You failed." Jerome stated.

Quentin whacked the back of the baccas head. "Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid."

"Well sorry!" Jerome protested. "It was my first reaction! If we didn't think of something fast..."

"You Minecrafters... I have something to show you." Herobrine growled. "And I won't like it."

The next chappie will start in third person POV

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