The People Versus The Guru Swnashka

Sitting on the defendants table, instead of the chair, was a middle-aged man. He had a mild gut, but he was still flexible enough to have tied himself into a human knot during his meditative trance, having grown bored with waiting for it all too start. He was pale, denoting his Caucasian ethnicity, his long hair (both head and facial) tied into various braids, his court-suit having been removed and leaving him in nothing but a pair of briefs, as the finely tailored suit would have gotten in the way of his meditative position. This was Guru Swnashka.

The courtroom was nearly full of people, both witnesses and other people of interest.

The bailiff walked in.

"All rise for the Honorable Judge J.J. Jones preciding."

Everyone stood up except for the Guru who, because of his state, only proceeded to fall off the table while he struggled to untangle himself.