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	Ice casually turned towards Max, and his entire aura seemed to change. Everyone could feel a murderous energy waif off of him and fill the court. They were no longer in the presence of the blood donor. [color=orange] “Put a yam in your snout, you bloated pig.”[/color] Ice was just as calm as before, but his words bit with the might of some nocturnal creature. [color=orange] “You just got done chewing someone out for making a claim based on theories instead of facts. Maybe it does, but why not just suggest that the burnt note detailed Shaun? We don't know. The possibility of him not being the trickster does not remove the possibility of him actually being one."[/color] Jezebel was about to add something smart, but a single glance from Ice made her reconsider. With the hecklers taken care of, Ice turned to face Krista. She was small in stature by nature, but she felt totally dwarfed by the mobster leaning over her. She felt like a skyscraper was about to tumble on top of her.[color=orange] Discovering Parker isn't that simple. Even I'm surprised I found her. She only revealed herself to me because I tried knocking on the door of the vault. I suspect Shaun and Alice Masson did the same thing.” [/color]

	[color=Magenta] “She also tends to become active after a body discovery announcement. Otherwise, yes. She's as shy as a bear-naked nun.”[/color] Monokuma nodded to himself.

	[color=orange]”She then asked me to stand in front of the opening, which I didn't. That is most likely why she didn't see me, otherwise I'm sure she would have described me to Masson.[/color] Ice placed his hands on the side of Krista's podium, looking her directly in the eyes. [color=orange]"I could give a lengthy description of why your suggestions aren't possible, but there's too much speculation from everyone already. I think it would be a lot easier if I just opened the wallet."[/color] Ice took a deep breath and exhaled. Krista couldn't help but feel like she was laying prone before a dragon. [color=orange]"Now I'm going to take you somewhere..."[/color] He open up the wallet and pulled out a few crumpled bills and change. He dropped them on krista's podium. A few of the coins rolled off onto the court floor. [color=orange]“You're living in a world where friendship makes you right. Where the harder you argue, the greater the chance is that your words become truth...”[/color]  Ice pulled a drivers license that belonged to a "Paris Wooden" and placed it on the platform in front of her. [color=orange]“You're living in a world where the best intentions are justly rewarded...”[/color] Next to come out was a credit card for "Riley Suthers." The people looked somewhat smiler to one another. In fact, they looked a bit like someone who was standing in the court with them right now. [color=orange]“...Allow me to introduce you to reality.”[/color] The last card to be pulled out of the wallet was a student ID for...

	Shaun Ellen.

	[color=orange]“I suppose you're going to suspect I have a card machine now? Or that I stole Noel's camera and booted up photoshop to make this? Maybe after knocking him out, I tossed his wallet into a [i]time machine[/i] so that the wallet could arrive in Parker's hands before the attack? What will it take to make you realize it's [i]him?[/i]”[/color] Ice growled, his teeth grinding together with every more outlandish idea. [color=orange]“Erin Steele is not the same type of trickster Jezebel is. He manipulates your emotions. You may think he's some cute little innocent sap that needs protecting, but that's a ruse created by a viper. He's an expert forger who can become anyone he wants. Your best friend, your worst enemy, anyone.”[/color]His knuckles turned white as he clenched Krista's podium. A dive light activated over Ice. While initially startled, he vaulted over the side of his podium, leaving the wallet and its contents in front of Krista, not even bothering to glance back at her. [color=orange]“I suppose I'm a heinous monster too. Look around you, between him and me, who looks more like sharp-toothed snake out for blood? Marianne certainly knows how sharp those teeth are."[/color] No one might have noticed, but a look with a mixture of sadness and horrified disgust slipped over his face for not but a moment before he met the eyes of everyone again. 

	[color=orange]"But I wasn't always one. For the longest time, I was content to sell my blood to pay off the debt my parents owed the mafia. My parents never gave an ass rocket about me or my younger brothers and sisters. My older sister couldn't take the responsibility and bailed. It wasn't too long after that my parents hauled ass too. That worked until I drained myself out a little too thin and passed out.”[/color] He stopped walking once he got to the center of the court. His hands dwelled over his pockets, but he wouldn't stick his hands inside. [color=orange]“While I was unconscious, they sold off my siblings, I don't know what hell they were sent to and I still haven't found them. When I couldn't find the younguns, I went looking for Jeremy, my younger brother who would look after the others when I couldn't, the one that I felt the most guilty about. Well..."[/color] His hands ripped at his tie, loosening it even more, it seemed to be a bad habit, like he needed more air when there was nothing in the way of his air pipe. He was shaking ever so slightly. [color=orange]"I found him, or what was left. You see, the mafia need supplies for the black market and butchering Jeremy for his organs seemed like their best insurance for a measly fucking poker game." [/color]

	He took a moment, with all eyes on him, before he stopped shaking. A hand came up to brush back his hair and tighten his tie ever so slightly and his face went slack. [color=orange]"This angered me.”[/color] After he seemed satisfied with his half-assed tie job, he folded his arms. [color=orange]“So I joined the rival mob, if you can't bash their abhorrid blood skulls in on your own, then join up with the opposing team, right? They taught me how to fight, had me do some work for them. I don't think I did anything too unsavory, well... Nothing mortally wounding. I just participated in some of their mob wars. In particular, the one against the mob Erin Steele was a part of. The one who had let my family rot in blood, violence, and gore. He was the only one who got away.”[/color] Ice pointed at Shaun. [color=orange]“But today you're going to face justice, Erin Steele. You are going to pay for every soul you ever hurt. Every child's cry, and for the my brother's torn out heart.”[/color]