First Crime Scene

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Saying the current situation is bizarre would be an understatement. For starters, there are 16 people on this very ship, which doesn't seem like anything bizarre, but none of them know how they got here, most of them only being able to make out memories before they woke up here. Not only that, but they all varied, not only in appearence, but race, ability, size. Though, that last part would be the least of their worries. The only thing they can do is sit and ponder, before they hear the sound of a speaker turning on, it's quality sounding as if it was being sent from a nasa space station to a shuttle of theirs.
"Greetings, greetings, greetings, people! This is your 'captain' speaking to you! Welcome to space, the place where you will spend the rest of your life!"
"What the hell is this? Who are you?" An abnormally tall man with a helmet from the crowd of people spoke up.
"Oh, silly! Haven't you been listening? I'm your captain! Teeheehee!"
To these people, this seemed like either a really well set-up prank, or a really worrying fever dream.
"If you don't believe me, just check out the window in the cafeteria!"
And so the people did, witnessing the view made some of them sick, while some, like a tall humanoid man with a mask and a purple-haired man just stared in awe. Some of them remained completely expressionless, as if they've seen this time and time again.
"Do you believe me now? Don't answer that, well! What I wanted to say before being cut off rudely by your friend here is that you'll all remain in this space shuttle for the rest of your lives! Or maybe even... Eternity, for some of you."
A sneering chuckle could be heard coming from the speaker, as the tall helmeted man yet again burst out in a fit of rage.
"What kind of joke is this? I'll crush you! Or even better, I'll just do this!" The man shoulder charged towards the window, bracing himself for impact, yet no damage was done to the window, not even a single crack.
"Nuh-uh-uh, Ares! That glass is a solid 5 inches thick! Even you couldn't break it with your mightiest hits!"
"How the hell do you know my name!?"
"Oh, silly Ares, do you think I just pick people at random? No! Why would I pick people who I don't even know and put them into a killing game?"
The people, excluding "immortals" Ares and an average looking guy, along with some dude with an amulet, all quickly changed their expressions into ones of shock.
"That's right! I've been watching you all for a veeeery long time, just to put you in this little game of mine! I know just about everything about you, and could use it against you at any moment!"
"Game? What are you talking about?" The amulet wearing man spoke up.
"Oops! Did I forget to mention? You're all stuck here, unless one of you kills one of your fellow crewmates, and gets away with it twice, in which case, they are free to go!"
"What happens if we don't get away with it? Or if someone else is falsely accused?" The smallest person of them all says.
"Well, in both cases, they'll be executed!"
While some people were pondering on about who they think they should watch out for, some were already planning their murders.
"That includes you immortals, too. Anyways, that's that, bye-bye, and good luck!"
And just like that, the sound of a speaker turning off is heard, leaving the cafeteria in a moment of silence, though it felt like an hour.
Like the ice had just been broken, people started talking again, probably to themselves, until an amulet-wearing gentleman spoke up.
"For obvious reasons, I think we should introduce ourselves and our powers, if we have any, followed by an exploration of this ship. Here- I'll start. My name is Jack Bright. I have no powers except this amulet of mine, which allows me to transfer my mind into other people. Although, I believe it has lost that ability, I don't feel amything coming from it. I also have my atomic revolver which is pretty self-explanatory."
While most people agreed to the idea, others, notably Darth Vader and Jhin, had skipped the introduction part and went straight to exploring.
"Hmm, meeting a new friend group not going too well for you guys, huh? Well, I have just the thing for you! If you reach inside your back pockets, you'll find a very "handy" object! You have a lot of useful information on people in it, including their powers and names! If you need anything elss, call me anytimeeee~". The voice switched off yet again. For some reason, the voice always brought a sense of despair with it.
After the introductions had finished, many people, specifically Goku, were left with a growling stomach. He called upon who will now be known as "Monokuma".
"Hey, uhhh... Bear thingie, where can I get some food?" Goku asked, sheepishly scratching his neck.
"Hahaha! Goku, you little glutton, my man, you never change, how could I forget? There's an automatic food machine in the very corner of the cafeteria to suit all your food desires! Also, you can call me Monokuma!" The whole way 'Monokuma' said all this felt like genuine mockery on your end.
"Thanks Monokuma! You're the best!" Goku cheerfully said, instantly running over to the machine. Monokuma soon disappeared. After a few exchanged stares, the remaining people followed along with Goku, fulfilling their stomachs' needs.
The people all went to their dorms. Though it was hard to sleep knowing your life might be on the line, they still got their deserved shut eye.
In the morning, the people in the lower dorm had found that Goku was missing. Mista quickly rushed to the upper dorm and woke up the people inside it with his almost screaming voice, alarming them of the fact that Goku was missing. Entering the cafeteria, they found Goku's dead body in a pool of blood in the corner.

The time of death is assumed to be around 3:35 AM and the killing blow appeared to be a solid blow to the head. Goku's body was found with various bruises and scars across his entire body. It appears as if he had broken his nose, dislocated his shoulder, and fractured a few other bones. He also had several teeth knocker out of his mouth. His knuckles were covered in blood, showing proof of it being a fist fight and him fighting back.

TESTIMONIES:

(Kokichi Ouma)
"I can't tell you a lot, since I honestly wasn't paying much attention to what was going on in the dorm. All I can really tell you is that I remember Andre and Goku betting on which one of them is stronger. What came to be of that I'm unsure of."

(Joe)
"At around... 3 or so AM, I heard two people getting up from their beds in the lower dorm. By the squealing of the beds it was someone really heavy and someone relatively average, along with some rustling noises coming from the cafeteria. I can't tell you much else except that, I need my sleep, damn it."

also rat you smell like real bad

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