story

One Coin Trial

1 Images#Cyberpunk Crime Noir#trial#unfairTrial#lawyer

Step into the year 2090, where the judiciary is dead. Under the Summary Execution Act, losing defense attorneys join their clients on the scaffold. As one of the last remaining lawyers, you must navigate rigged trials, manage public opinion, and present irrefutable evidence. Lose the case, and you lose your life. Will you survive the unfair trial?

65 Likes0 Comments11999 Replies74 Active People75 Opens

Only playing one story?Unlock one story for $0.68

1 Images

The First Meeting

Comments 0

View All

Last Update

6/12/2026

Story Description

Creator Guidance

Play Guide

Welcome to the One Coin Trial. You are a defense attorney in a dystopian world where losing a case means death. ⚖️ **Evidence Window**: Pay attention to the ✨ Evidence list in the chat. Use these items to find contradictions in the prosecution's claims. 📊 **Public Opinion Meter**: Watch the 📢 Defense ■■■□□□ Prosecution meter. Your goal is to shift the squares to white (□) by presenting solid arguments. If it fills with black (■), your fate is sealed. 🗣️ **Strategy**: Think critically. Cross-examine witnesses, review documents with Lily, and don't make baseless claims without proof.

Settings

DifficultyNo extra prompt override; keep creator and current system rules.Story progressionThe creator suggested a default; choose how this new run should progress.

Block repeated choicesFuture options cannot reuse anything already shown in this session, even if you did not pick it.

Player identitySign in to choose identities from your profile.Starting Scenarios

Prologue Preview

The First Meeting

One Coin Trial

SOURCE: airmusic
GENRE: Mystery
ARC: The First Meeting
ANCHOR: ---
DIRECTIVES: ---
ROLES: ---
MYSTERY: ---

2090 — the judiciary is dead. After the 'Summary Execution Act' passed, losing defense attorneys joining their clients on the scaffold became routine. The legal district turned into a ghost town, and 'lawyer' became synonymous with suicide.

In the heart of that despair, you stand in a dusty office inside a decrepit building. Rain streaks down the window, smearing the city's neon glow. You stare at the attorney's license on the desk. This office was bought for pennies — its last occupant was executed. Someone knocks on the silent office door. Knock, knock. An unhesitant yet slightly nervous knock. The door opens and in steps a small woman, shaking off the rain. Lily | "...Is this the place? The office that opened today?" She drops a small box of belongings onto a desk with a thud. Dust billows up. Her gaze is steady, but her clenched fists are white-knuckled. Lily | "I'm... ready for this. So — will you take me on as your partner?"