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everybody now there is an killer don't panic use whatever we got if we work as an team and not accuse each other everything will work out fine yelled SHUGER T "shut up we continue working" said chowz

Ok, everybody get back to work. Can someone get me a fucking drink?

Mark: OK… everyone… it's hic… it's not that big a deal. I just took a piss. Now can you please leave? Other than… uh… her… everyone else here… has a… has a… heeheeheehee… a dong!
Points to MasterBurner, giggling. Then gets a headache, and grasps head.
Mark: Ow… anybody… anybody got some hic ginger ale and… hic aspirin? Please…?

I'm going to go down to the cellar.
To think about what is going on.

The DJ plays the next song and another item of clothing is lost from each of the four strippers. Blue is still out on the tables dancing in front of a bunch of drunken ladies having a hens night.

He notices that same douchebag he encountered earlier has come back from the exit and is wandering around

"What? Didn't Shugar and Barry kick that guy out? Where did they go?"

Blue looks around for the bouncers. He notices a small crowd of people gathering around the mens bathroom. Both of the bouncers Shugar and Barry have gone are there as well as Boss Chowz.

Sometimes orgies form in the mens toilets but this doesn't look like one of those cases. They all have serious looks on their faces.

Blue could see Shugar yelling something..

"everybody now ……………don’t …………………….we got…………………………..team and not a…………………………………. work out fine"

Blue couldn't hear what he was saying due to the loud music, not from across the bar anyway. he wanted to move closer, but then the Boss comes around and orders everyone back to work

As per order, Blue continue dancing shirtless, this time he dances over to Pat on the stage

"Pat, do you see whats going on over there?" Blue asks

"Just let the bouncers take care of it", Pat hastily replies, obviously not wanting to be distracted by anything on the dancefloor

At this point, most of the club is still unaware. Still partying and focused on the strippers. Only the bouncers, the manager and a few patrons know about the death in the bathroom, but have yet to spread major alarm across the whole building…perhaps for the better…or not

OOC:

How did Dac die and how do we know it was murder?

hey he's back Berry take care of this says SHUGER T "on it" replied berry the drunkard like one of those zombies from the walking dead the drunkard said "gooooooooooooooood nigt hic " "well that problem solve itself " Berry said while holding the drunken patron

[Clearly this was the only correct thing to do in this scenario]

Pimp McChicken, realizing he has still not received chicken, calmly and politely asks Where the fucking McFUCK is my goddamn chicken? Fuck. Damn dead dudes are getting more attention then me?! AW HELL NAW!!!!!!!!!!
OOC: Read all my posts in a thick Russian accent, got it?

Pat stops dancing for a moment when hears his manager Chows yelling. Normally he ignores this, but he could have sworn he heard something about a dead body. Pat sees some people crowding around the bathroom.

Should I go over there too? Nah, it's probably nothing. I'll just continue dancing.

Pat goes back to shaking his money maker.

OOC: @RM

Wait, Dac was one of the strippers? That's gonna change my narrative

Also I like how indifferent everyone is to a dead body. Nobody thinking about using their cellphones? Or is our location in Detroit where dead bodies in a male strip club is a normal tuesday?

Right as the bartender is about to make a comment about my question, I noticed that a large group of people are gathering around the bathroom area of the bar.

Hey do you mind if we talk later, I got to see why the party moved to the bathroom of all places. (_ Hopefully I'm not walking into an orgy, I really don't need a repeat on that incident again…. twice._)

As I leave the bartender behind in confusion as I walked to the bathroom. As I'm walking to the bathroom already the smell of rotting flesh hits my nostril, I didn't have to see the body to know that someone has died the smell was a good enough indicator. But still, being pulled by the strings of curiosity I still walked to the bathroom entail I finally joined with all the others and saw the murder scene.

I face palmed myself when I saw the crime scene Of course, the same day I get a case that deals with an alleged haunted strip bar also has to be on the same day someone gets killed in it. If this joint wasn't haunted before, now it is.

I move everyone away as gently as I could, so I can get in to the crime scene. I walk to the Barry and knelt down so that way I can both check on the body and also have a talk with him.

So do you know the victim by any chance Barry? And before you ask how is it I know your name, let's just a little birdie told me about it…. and to look at your name tag.

OOC: Before people get confuse I'm going tom leave this bit info on how I'm going to act.

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Bacon, seemingly annoyed by the commotion, goes to investigate.
The hell's that? A dead body?

As soon as Carno saw the body, he ran back to the laptop bag. Taur was behind him, with somewhat of a stumble. Carno opened the bag, and pulled out a P30.
I knew I'd be needing this at tonight.
Impressive…did you bring my Glock 16?
No, because I knew you be drunk.
I'm not drunk!
I can smell the alcohol on you…

Bacon, now knowing that something needs to be done, goes home.
Okay, where did i put that key?
He finds a key with a eagle shaped keychain.
There it is.
He goes near a poster, a poster with an image of 3 Marines holding a modified M16 rifle, two, futuristic looking revolvers and a AK-47(albeit looking more futuristic instead of the usual look).
He holds the keychain then puts it in a slot beside the poster.
Finally, i get to use those.

with everyone grabbing their weapon, Ryan supposes he should get his as well. He rushes to his office to get his college baseball bat.

Ryan: I knew this would come in handy.

he grabs his bag and puts the bat inside.

Ryan: let's rock and roll.

He grabs an aspirin from the medical cabinet and pays 2 dollars for the ginger ale. He hands both to Mark.

Ryan: Here you go, I suppose.

grab my emergency kit says SHUGER T the kit contains packets of sugar and a long range taser berry hands the kit to SHUGER T don't want the night to turn into gore said SHUGER T

OOC: They requested 5 strippers for that vid, and because Dac died before he was established as a character I just made him the 5th stripper. Anyone else would be confusing.

I'm more suprised how out of context some characters are (or just forcing themselves into the scene, however you look at it). A dead body is found in the women bathroom, and the very next minute the manager randomly walks in, followed by more. Even the bouncer, one which we can assume is sober, fails to walk into the right bathroom.

I dunno about you, but if my boss and male colleagues randomly walked into the women bathroom 20 times an evening out of sheer force of habit, I'd be calling the police pretty fucking fast.

OOC:

Okay heres how we make this make sense

• First of all Chows you get a sex change. You are now a woman and you needed to go for a piss shortly after Mark. That's the only possible reason why you just happened to be there and be the first to notice aside from Mark
• Chowz goes straight from the bathroom to the adjacent bar where he fetches his pager. He tells bartender Digoxin what happened while he is there and thats how Digoxin notices second, Digoxin later tells Crow
  
• Serious Business has ESP. That's how he noticed third
• Chowz rings Shugar via pager. Chowz interrupt Shugar from kicking a guy out and orders him to the bathrooms, thats how the guy never left and Shugar never noticed THAT THE DOORS ARE LOCKED
• Barry is stoned at work. He's so stoned that he confuses the ladies toilet for the handicap toilet, then he enters it anyway and notices 4th at the same time as Shugar
• Barry also left his pork sandwich lunch behind a radiator in the womens bathroom from a previous night of being stoned at work. That's the reason why the bathroom smells like rotting meat. The body does not smell as it could not possibly have been there long enough to decompose.
• Captain Hobo was lurking the womens bathroom because he's a creepy pervert. Thats why he was nearby as well and became the 5th person to spot the body
• Chowz goes into full on panic mode because he's a blabbermouth with no concept of chaos control. He draws the attention of Ryan Santos, Masterburner, Pimp McChicken, Carno, Taur and Bacon. All were at the bar at the time. These patrons all gather around the bathroom but inform nobody else.
• Because this is Detroit and also stupidity: The first reaction of these individuals is to retrieve weapons and equipment in their personal belongings despite the obvious risk of flipping the whole bar into terror
• Except for Bacon who is delusional and crazy from PTSD. He did not go outside to retrieve a firearm BECAUSE THE DOORS ARE LOCKED. He hallucinates arming a rifle via war flashback. He's actually trying to reload a stripper pole.
• At this point, everyone is aware of the crowd gathering around the bathroom, but is partying too hard to investigate or is trying to do their job. Only the people near the bar/bathroom could hear discussion of a murder over the bar noise. Mark has (drunkenly) asked that bathroom crowd to disperse and they have, which quells further suspicion. However those same people are now are off getting weapons and stuff

Blue walks over to the stripper pole in preparation for the next song change. Next it would be the pants that come off as the tempo rises. But he sees some guy doing something with the pole.

Is he…is he trying to cram a bullet into it?

The bouncers are obviously busy with whatever is happening in the bathroom so Blue approaches the man

"Let me show you how it's done, buddy" Blue says seductively as he pushes Bacon off the pole and uses it for himself

Bacon looks stunned for second, as if he just realised what he was doing, then he wanders off

Blue thinks nothing more of this. Wouldn't be the most embarrassing thing he's seen people do at the club. Suddenly Pat approaches Blue from the stage

"Next act is coming, where Dac?" he claims.

"I don't know. I haven't' seen him all day. Isn't he taking the day off?" Blue replies

"No, he should be here. Where is he?"

The strippers take a moment of silence, looking around the room while still doing their acts. They'll have to continue without Dac. But Dacs disappearance perplexes them. Blue then looks towards the bathroom and begins to wonder…

…the next song starts. Show time.

Barry walks back outside and, without anyone noticing, quickly smokes some pot. Jesus… I'm gonna have to get stoned outta my fucking mind to get that outta my head. He briefly thinks about calling the cops, but decides against it. Nah… I do have drugs, after all. He adjusts his leather jacket to hide the Glock in his holster.

I walked to the entrance areas of the bar, I lean my back at the left side of wall that's near the glass door.

Perfect, the music isn't has loud here as it is on all the other parts of the place. Now let's see from what I mange to get from the crime scene. The victim judging from his appearances he was some where around his twenties with a distinctive Asian characteristics and it doesn't have to take a genius to know that from his outfit that he was one of the male strippers that worked here. The victim had heavy bruising from the area around his neck, lead to strangulation as the possible cause of death. But, the victim's face was drenched with water meaning with the strangulation there's also the possibility of drowning.

I reach in to my pockets and take out a coin to which I start to roll it across my knuckles as I think more about the crime scene.

If my memory serves me right one of the bathroom mirrors was broken. Most likely there was struggle in there and with the loud music no one could have heard it. But it still doesn't explain why the victim was murdered. A hate crime is a good possibility but I don't have any evidences that points to that. There's also the likelihood that our victim could have owed something to the wrong kind of people and he couldn't pay up, so they made an example out of him? Or maybe it was a lover's quarrel that ended tragically. Shit that just sounds stupid.

I hit my hand hard on the wall

Damn it! If I was only given enough time in the crime scene. I let out a sigh It looks like I have no choose, I have to use magic if I want to get any answers but not only do I need the right recipes and objects for the spell, but I also need to perform the ritual somewhere were no one would look. Who knows, If I'm lucky I might have chat with the witnesses and the drunken cop while I'm scavenger hunting.

Actually, I went to the girls bathroom because a customer was telling me that something was wrong with it, so I had to check it out. It's not for perverted reasons.

What customer?
As far as I know, the only customer here is Detective Mark.

It was yesterday. Some woman drank too much and was upset that the bathroom wasn't working. So she went outside and pissed in a street corner. She was arrested. I decided to wait until today to check out the restroom.

I got my eye on you…

Mark: God… I… I really need a damn ale and… hic… aspirin.
Reaches into front holster of uniform belt, and pulls out a box of the tablets, where the pepper spray should be.
Mark:Now… need… hic… need something to drink…
She looks around slowly, trying to look for any source of water. She eventually sets her dreary eyes on the toilet…
Mark: Oooh! Punch bowl!

She drops two tablets into the toilet, which is fortunately flushed, and waits until they fizz. She then places her head into the bowl, and slurps much of the water. As if by magic, much of her head pains are gone, her vision clears a bit, and she is able to stand upright.
Mark: Ahh… much better. Now then… where was I?
Turns to Dac's corpse.
Mark: Jesus Christ!
Looks for any sign of life, but finds none. However, upon investigating his body, she finds a note, complete with a picture and message, strapped with tape to the back of his shirt. She removes it, and reads it.

Mark: "I asked for this… lel…" Dafuq?
She places the note into her pocket, and goes back outside to the club.

>sober now
>sees strippers
>only three out on stage

>le sigh
>turns to fire exit
>discreetly exits
>looks around for anything to fasten it shut
>velvet rope used for lines
>tightens around door
>heads back to car
>grabs a large duffel bag, and turns back to the club
>sees creepy doorman
>asks to open door
>opens it without ever removing a creep glare off of her
>she brings him inside, and asks to lock it
>he does so, as before
>turns back to club, and heads to a table with two guys face down
>sits down, hoping they'll be quiet
>"Hey… how you doing?" she asks.
>no response
>she turns, curses them for rudeness, and notices both of them look pale
>she grows worried, and checks them for pulses
>No use, as they were both stabbed in the chest, she realizes.
>checks who they were from ID
>Carno and Taur…
>22 (I'm counting it as one death) confused people remain.

Mark: Shit… I can't let anybody else find these guys dead…
She shoves both of their bodies off the table, and whistles casually.
Mark: Doors are locked. No one's getting in or out. Not until I say so. Now… need to find anything… that could point to who it is.
All she has now is Dac's Death Note.

I sit at the bar and finish my pint. I managed to ignore the noise involved with the previous death. But this is just getting weird now. I just wanted to have a couple of drinks and then leave town. Guess that plan is gettin' trashed. I call the bartender over.

"What do you need?" he asks.

I reply, "One bourbon, one scotch, one beer."

I pay for my order and down them all. Night's getting weird.

And you decide to head in just a minute after a female goes in and discovers a corpse?

Either that was REALLY convenient, you are a woman, you had rape intentions, OR you are the killer.

OOC: Anyways, I noticed outside of it being confimed I'm a stripper, I haven't even had any interaction.

Let's look at the facts:
-Three strippers have been confirmed on stage by our miss detective.
-All three remaining strippers next to me have already posted, so it can be assumed I'm the one missing.
-All the doors are locked, so it's not like I'm late or something similar. It can be confirmed I'm inside the building.
-No character has interacted with me yet, including the manager, so I'm not in a same room (or I'm just very good in blending in (or not being noticed ;_;)).

So to make sense: I'm the VIP stripper who does private dances for the VIP's in the VIP room. This gives reason behind the fact that I haven't made any interaction yet with other employees, and right now I'm mostly waiting for my cue.

>In VIP room.
>Hears sound downstairs.
>Doesn't think much of it, this is a stripclub afterall.
>Continues to perform for customers who paid good money to be here.

How dare you make those accusations against me RandomMan. I'm a man, I'm not a rapist, and I am certainly not a killer. Now shut up, get back to work, or else, YOU'RE FIRED!

obviously no one had the smart idea to call the cops untill now. Ryan decides before anything weird happens to call them.

oh shit. No sevice.

Ryan: Does anyone here have service on their phone?
Everyone checks. None have service.
Ryan: So it seems we can't call the cops then. Great.

If there's no service, then someone must have disabled the wi-fi in this place.

I walk around the club carrying an obvious bulging table cloth with me. Most people would have already start questioning me on why I'm carrying it and more importantly what's inside it, hell if the bouncers saw me they would have kicked me out. But, for some reason everyone is ignoring the man with the cloth.

Ah the beauty of sensory distortion spells, as long as I don't cause too much trouble most people will think that I'm carrying a bottle of wine than table cloth. Still, feel a bit bad for the guy who has to clean the mess I made but duty calls. I open the cloth a bit to see the items I have inside

Let's see here I have seven candles, a couple of chicken bones that I stole from some pimp, a Swiss army knife, an empty glass cup, and a home made wand. I need now is chalk, a quit place to do the ritual, and finally the victim's name… why do I have a feeling that latter of the three is going to be needlessly difficult.

I noticed MasterBurner walking by Wait I remember her! she was there drawing at the crime scene, It's a long shot but maybe she drew something from the scene that I couldn't find from my short time there, and maybe she has some chalk I can borrow… and possibly Charcoal too.

Barry peers into the club. Everything sees to be normal, but then he spots two people lying face-down on a table. The fuck? He walks inside.

After making his way to the table, he lifts one of the patron's heads up. Hey, buddy, wake the fu- He notices their eyes are glazed over and lifeless. Fucking hell…

He gets rid of the rest of his pot and dials 911.

I knew this was going to happen, we must go, someone here will betray and kill us all! I've been in this situation before, but no one survived.

How am I here, and why again?

Joseph had moved back outside somehow, just looking at the doorman oddly.

Marks attempt at covering up the bodies by shoving them off the table was less than subtle

The two corpses flopped on the floor and spilled blood everywhere. This was in the middle of the club and everyone could see it. Marks drunken attempts at whistling certainly didn't help to draw away attention.

Barry came back from having a joint. He was probably in the backstage or whatever. He sees the bodies on the floor and immediately raises alarm

Soon, screams and panic erupted across the club. The music stops. The strippers pause mid-pants removal. Blue looks down upon the bodies from the stage. His blood goes cold and the bulge in his exposed leather underwear deflates a bit.

"What is that? What is going on!? Guys?" Blue fearfully stammers to his nearby strippers. Nobody answers him. The strippers stand there on the stage, looking confused, unsure what to do.

Barry, Chowz and Ryan all try to call emergency services but to no avail. All services are down.

Chowz is spotted running in search of the "Wi-fi" despite the fact that the Club has no such devices. Perhaps nobody told him how cellphones actually work.

People begin screaming and running towards the foyer. Patrons try to open the front doors but now it becomes painfully apparent someone has barricaded the doors so nobody can escape

Locked inside, with no way to reach cops, facing a mysterious professional killer who offed two people in the middle of the club without being seen…The club is nothing but chaos.

OOC: I suppose the time and date is currently 1:35 am Monday, December 7 2012. Just to match the only picture that currently has a time and date.

Aw, what we both died?!? You could have left one
Of us alive Mark.
Ah well. TILL OUR POST MORTIEM RETURRRRRRRRRRNNNNN!!!!

OOC: @carno/taur

Aw, what we both died?!? You could have left one
Of us alive Mark.

Hehe, you weren't going to get away that easily

Detective Mark… didn't you bring any kind of backup? By now, the killer could have easily put something on your drinks, or alternatively take advantage of your intoxicated state to finish you off.

Despite the fear-fueled chaos ensuing in the club, MasterBurner is a strange mix of scared and annoyed. Mostly because like the others she is trapped inside. In the dark depths of her mind, though, she is somehow excited.
This is like a movie! And thus, a great source of inspiration for some art! Who could the killer be? He did they kill these people without getting caught already?
She then slaps herself across the face to straighten her trail of thought. This is just something she does to get herself in control, how it helps is unknown but it helps.

Pimp McChicken stops rambling about KFC long enough to realize two more people have been murdered Three motherfuckers are dead and I still don't have any chicken. This reminds me of the war. So much death, some much blood. I had to eat a motherfucking baby. Because we ran out of chicken.

No matter how I convince most of the people here in this sick game, I am an outcast because I notice what is going on.

Someone, something wants us dead.

I want to be seen, but these intoxicated and sex driven hosts can't mentally see me. I am here, in the cellar devising a plan to escape, like previous times. I can't dig, it will endanger everyone. I can't find out the killer, everyone here is an unstable person.

I can rely on Chowz for the time being, he knows this place and it's visitors, but he doesn't remember me from that hospital.
Digoxin isn't hesitating over these deaths, nor does he remember his fate from last time.
Neither does Robonik.
Mark is drinking to forget about her past. Makes sense.
CrouchingSloth ate a babby. If I had a knife, I would do so now.

Otherwise, everyone else is a worker or just stammering and waltzing intoxicated visitors. I have an uncomfortable relation with this guy RandomMan and also Blue Screen. Ugh, they look more formidable and more challenging than the rest. At least the former is looking to find out who is stealing all these lives away.

No, now is not the time to hesitate over strippers and workers. I must leave.
What kind of strip club does this…? Why am I here? Did I wake up here?
So much questions, I mustn't get them all answered before the possible inevitable.

Weasel… you seem nervous… I'm not going to take a wild guess and say you are the killer. In fact, I don't think so, but you look a bit mentally unstable. So we need to do something before the killer strikes again. How about we make sure everyone sits…
Suddenly, a flying pant lands on Digoxin's face.
Dammit!

OOC:
@BSOD
lol, reloading a pole

Bacon suddenly realizes that he's not in a battlefield.
He's in a bar.
He takes a seat and watches the female strippers.
Ugh……. What kind of bar is this?!
[insert patron here] whispers to him.
/Dude, this is a strip club, not a bar./
Whatever. I'm just here for the drinks.

"Sorry Digoxin! Force of habit!" Blue explains after realising he had just chucked his pants at Digoxins face

In retrospect he could have just taken them with him to the backroom since the show stopped

Nobody is watching the stage anymore, everyone is worrying about getting out. Well, nobody except for Bacon that is.

Bacon is still on the front tables. "Nice show ladies!" he drunkenly calls out

It's now apparent to Blue that this guy is not all quite there

"1) Uhhhh…I'm a GUY!?…like, with a frank…and beans… 2) We stopped performing. 3) Does he not see the dead bodies on the floor right next to him!?" Blue thinks to himself

Blue whispers to Ann Hiro next to him "Holy crap, that dude over there is FRIED"

"I want what he's on…" Ann says

"Ann, seriously…maybe he's the killer?"

Ann holds his thoughts

Blue takes one more look at the now-abandoned bathroom. He decides to head over there and see what the commotion was about.

Inside the bathroom, he discovered why Dac was late for his shift

"Oh my go-" Blue sputters aloud. His voice cut off by the urge to vomit.

Blue runs back out to the stage

"Whoever did this…I WILL FIND THEM" Blue angrily says to himself. "Nobody kills my sexy man-friends! NOBODY"

Bacon sobers up and finally is aware of the situation.
He overhears Blue's want for revenge.
Yo, you want to kill the guy who killed those guys?
OOC:
@BSOD
I see what you did there.

"Not kill, just suffer" Blue says to Bacon in a deep tone. "You saw what was in the bathroom, what do you know?"

"And who were they?" Blue remarks towards the bloody mess on the ground that is Carno and Taur

Ryan gets out of the bathroom, as it is a ladies bathroom, and it's somewhat odd to be a man in a ladies bathroom. When he does, he sees Carno and Taur.

Ryan: SHIT. AGAIN????
BSOD: "And who were they?"
Ryan: Um… I…I think they were partrons. I…I saw them sitting at the table, …alive, about, 30 minutes ago, when I came down to ask Chowz to turn the volume down.

Ryan is scared as hell since there is a serial killer on the loose and the doors are locked, with no service on anybody's phone.

Nothing, just that they were murdered. I can help you in another way.

"What do you mean?" Blue asks to Bacon