All rise for the honorable (or honourable, I don't care how you spell it) Judge Bishamon presiding.
*the jury, made up of shadow clones of myself, rises along with the bailiff, who is a shadow clone of myself*
*I walk in wearing a big white whig*

*I sit down, and pick up a gigantic wooden hammer and smash it down* ^.^
Sage, you're sueing BiBi for assault, and Neutrino for pretending to be god.
Let's hear your case in your words.
*the jury, made up of shadow clones of myself, rises along with the bailiff, who is a shadow clone of myself*
*I walk in wearing a big white whig*
*I sit down, and pick up a gigantic wooden hammer and smash it down* ^.^
Sage, you're sueing BiBi for assault, and Neutrino for pretending to be god.
Let's hear your case in your words.