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Ok, Barry. I know you're in control here, but if people start drinking, they won't be ready for any encounter. The killer will have easy preys.

Walks up to the door, stares and sketches the dead doorman and then turns and shouts.
Hey! Does anyone here know how to pick a lock!? Because we can always try that!

Ryan: Geez, sorry. I don't know what came into me. But I do think that we should stop drinking and act as equals for the time being, so we can find the killer much more easily.

"Okay Pat…were getting drinks…now what?"

Bacon stops punching the door.
This isn't working.

Bacon, to end this 'game', we either all die or we kill or arrest the murderer. Currently, only Robotnik is the suspect, and we must find more knowledge of him before kill or arrest him.

I am going to start opening crates in the wine storage room to find leads.

"Yeah, fine." Barry puts his Rolling Rock down and grabs a switchblade from his pocket.

"Oh….I….just…." hic "Just one more shot."

Ryan: Well.
Ryan jogs to the office and gets a few really sharp pencils to use as both as weapons and as a important thing to keep in backpacks. He jogs back.

Ryan: Has anyone even seen Robotnik do anything recently? I'd say he's at the bar, but he isn't. If he ever happens to come around, we can try to intereagate him.

“Oh….I….just….” hic “Just one more shot.”

"Damn, already? What's the percentage on this stuff?…Are we still doing this? Okay fine"

Blue and Pat continue drinking. Strippers don't have to pay upfront for drinks, they just get deducted from the paycheck so the two could do this all day.

The bartenders continue serving. They have many questions to ask right now, such as 'What exactly are those two doing with all these straight JD shots!?' but withhold comment for now

"Pat…" Blue drunkenly slurs. "I don't think this is working….there are now TWO dead bodies of Crow…"

Pat sloppily holds a shot glass in hand and puts it up to his lips. Half of it's contents goes into his mouth and the rest spill on his lap.

"It's all part of the paln, Blur. All the bartenders tuched the shoot gasses. Now we just hav to…"

The glass slips though Pat's fingers and the sound of glass shatters on the floor. He slowly leans backwards and falls out of his stool.

Mark: I need somewhere quiet to think about this… because if you guys don't find the killer, you're basically all screwed. So… any ideas for a quiet place?
Blue: Well… hic… there's… there's the Vip room…
Mark: You mean "VIP" Room? Is it OK to go in there?
Pat: Uh… probably… hic…
Mark nods, and heads to the second floor, VIP Room.

>Blue and Pat drinking together
>get back upstage with Ann, but rather than dance, they whisper something in his ear
>head backstage
>get to that later…
>go back to the other merry customers
>Ryan gets pencils
>bartenders makin' drinks… to drink
>they drunk em… got drunk
>auto tuned song later, Bacon pants for air as he punches glass
>looks at bloody hands
>gross
>goes to bar to get a drink
>sits down
>sees a napkin with writing
>picks it up and reads…
>"Looks like the jokes on you! No wait… I could do better… it's curtains for you! Dammit! Whatever… look on top of you!"
>does so
>sees an anvil hanging just above his head
>gulps
>and the anvil falls, crushing Bacon's ribs and piercing his lungs
>everyone else watching him
>16 bottom bitches remain

See? The killer planned this hours before we even got here. If we don't calm down, this thread will be over in less than 3 pages
What thread? What are you talking about?
Digoxin looks back at Mark, not saying a word, then turns back and cleans blood from his jacket.

Robotnik does nothing but twist his voluminous mustache between his thumb and index finger.

Booby traps…the killer had thought of everything.

Normally Blue would make some sort of comment on the number of unknown traps that could be lying all over the place, ready to be tripped by unsuspecting patrons.

But instead, he is apparently occupied with 2 other strippers backstage, while drunk and naked, doing wonders of the imagination

lol, i ded
Alright, see you next murder thread!

Ryan: So I'm pretty sure that it's either Robotnik or MasterBurner for a few reasons

Reasons why I think it might be Robotnik
Hasn't done anything except touch his moustache
No reactions means he has time for killing
He looks very similar to a Sonic the Hedgehog antagonist with the same name

Reasons why I think it might be MasterBurner
I've seen her sketch, very violent
Seems to have some sort of anger problems, when I saw her scream at Chowz
Doesn't want to be here (clearly since she doesn't spend much time looking at the strippers)

Technically, it could be anyone here. So we just have to be careful.

OOC: My money is on Robotnik.

@markhaox14
You should have put this there.
>sees a napkin with writing
>picks it up and reads…
>“Looks like the jokes on you! No wait… I could do better… it’s curtains for you! Dammit! Whatever… look on top of you!”
>does so
>sees an anvil hanging just above his head
>gulps
>"shit"

Looks around VIP Room.
Mark: Hmm… quiet… tranquil… this'll be a good place.
Sits on bed.
Mark: OK… Dac's, Ivan's, Crow's, and Chowz's notes are all related. Samuel L. Jackson fan… cocky bastard… hated Chowz… knows chemistry… who fits?
?: Did someone say… fits?
Mark turns around, and sees someone else in the room. She can't see him clearly in the shadows. She places a hand on one of her holsters, as if warning him.
Mark: Stay back. I'm not risking any chances.
?: Chances of what, darling?
Mark: Wait a minute… you're that stripper… the private escort. Well… your customers are downstairs. I'll ask that you go join them… I'm trying to think.

Oh but I'm not going anywhere, darling.

hey sir Blue is asking who missing you better join the fray SHUGER T said "ta ta" questionable man said "uhh…… why are you following me?" mark said ryan's been thinking it's robotnik answered SHUGER T want me to interrogate? ………..

"Man, y'know what? I think I left something in the VIP room. But I'm getting this bad feeling about it…" Barry contemplated going inside for a bit.

"…Fuck it, I'll get it later."

Ryan, checks the anvil on top of bacon. He catches a note on the side and reads it.

Ryan's mouth opens wider and wider as he reads it. A chill runs down his spine.

Ryan: BLUE! ANYBODY! CHECK THIS OUT!!

Had just finished sketching up Bacon's death scene when she hears Ryan's exclamation.
What? What is it?
Walks on over to look at the note, in fact, she swipes it from Ryan's possession to examine the note.
Why'd "Montgomery" censor some of his lines? Does that mean he's kind of sensitive to that type of language? That'd be weird…

Bacon's soul goes to the afterlife where the dead can watch over the club.
Aw, come on! I just wanted to last until the seventh page!
Bacon(as a ghost) said.
I know, right?
Carno said.
Jeez, i just wanted to show off my magic.
Crow said too.
Hey guys! Wanna go and watch all this mayhem to the end?
Chowz said, while holding a folding chair and popcorn.
This gonna be good.

OOC:

OK… Dac’s, Ivan’s, Crow’s, and Chowz’s notes are all related. Samuel L. Jackson fan… cocky bastard… hated Chowz… knows chemistry… who fits?

Why am I strangely reminded of opspe?

Marks brief visit with RM in the VIP was quickly interrupted by just about everyone busting in. First both Bouncers come in. Then Blue follows in behind

"Heeeeeey…I saw everyone coming here. What's going on?" Blue slurs

"Blue, you are drunk. Go back upstairs" Retorts RM

"Your drunks a mom!" Blue snaps back

Mark: I just wanted a quiet place to think, dammit!
Leaves angrily downstairs to bar, comes across Bacon's body.
Mark: Another note?
Reads through it quickly, then places it away.
Mark: Looks like the murderer is someone who is either too preoccupied with something currently to make a decent note, or he's inebriated.

>analyzed note
>"I need all the bartenders out front, pronto!"
>Mike comes first
>Digoxin spurts next
>why am I making skeet skeet skeet jokes?

>moving on
>Robotnik also… wait…
>Robotnik!
>Robotnik?
>Mark orders the two bartenders to find him
>they leave and immediately come back with him
>however… his neck has snapped
>Mark pulls out gun and cuffs
>"Freeze!"

>"Not you, asshole!"
>places cuffs on both, sticking them to each other
>15 male roosters remain

Mark: I don't know who did, if it was even you, or how exactly he was killed, I'm not letting you out of those cuffs. Isn't that neat?

Mark: So… how did he die?
Checks Robotnik's corpse, seeing the snapped neck was a cause of some blunt object.
Mark: Hmm… he wasn't killed with bare hands… but what does that leave us with?

OOC:

Well shit, there goes my prime suspect

OOC: And that chooses mine.

That just goes to teach you that you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover.
This killer has already blended in with us…
Flashback of a figure shooting Dac in the forehead, then disposing of him in the toilet
You see what he's done to our co-workers!
Flashback of a figure stabbing Carno and Taur
And worst of all… it could be any one of us!
Flashback of the killer blocking a punch from Robotnik, then breaking his neck with a hammer
It could be in this very room! It could be you! It could be me! It could even be…
Suddenly, a shirt falls on Digoxin's face.
DAMMIT BLUE!!!

Ryan walks around
Ryan: So the final fifteen are around. We are very close to finding who it is.
he walks over to close friend, SHUGER T
Ryan: We have to find who it is, quick. Who do you think it is SHUGER T?

"Well, I personally think we're right fucked." Barry grabs more of his seemingly endless supply of pot. Before he can get a chance to smoke it, a pair of jeans lands on his head. "Nice."

Joseph had been phasing around the building trying to catch the killer. He spots the killer, only a shadow, and attempts to fry his brains. It backfires, and gives everyone in the bar a slight headache that lasts around 5 minutes.
Joseph: Damnit… Almost got him…

"That wasn't me that time! Ya can't prove it, I ain't even wearing nothing!" Blue (still drunk) yells out to Digoxin "I'll takyata court. Mah lauwers will ….do…lauwr stuff…"

Digoxin re-inspects the source of the shirt

The words "SECURITY" written on them indicates that they belonged to Barry. Sure enough Barry is now so high that he has stripped himself off and started throwing his clothes around. His pants have hilariously landed on his own head.

"Barry, whatahellrya doing? This isn't anna propanepriate time to get stoned!" Blue rather hypocritically says, considering his intoxication

"This could be our last moments, Blue. Our last moment to share our hidden desires…have I ever told you I never wanted to be a bouncer? I always wanted to be one the strippers, with you guys…let me strip this one moment!" Barry calmly exclaims.

Blue felt almost touched. He wasn't one to judge Barry for doing this either. Blue himself had already taken the time to share his "hidden desires" with all the strippers backstage when nobody was looking. Perhaps he should let Barry have this one moment. Even though he would much prefer the security team to actually secure.

"This could be our last moment to experience too…here take this" Barry says, offering a joint.

"Uuuhhhmmmeeeyyeaaarnnnno thanks" Blue slurs

Blue turned back to Mark and the bartenders.

"So if it wasn't Rotobnik…maybe…it was Mike! Mike, what say you?"

"Barry, don't you know drugs are bad for you?" hic "Uh, my head hurts."

BSOD wrote:

“So if it wasn’t Rotobnik…maybe…it was Mike! Mike, what say you?”

I say you're too drunk now to say who's the murderer.

"Whatever, man. I'll go ahead and put my clothes back on, though."

an killer is an bartender dig is out because he's not silent, and also mike is a suspect and tend to be silent but remodeling is on the club because of lawsuits surrounding did you count the spaces on the note? says SHUGER T

Markhaox wrote:

Mark: I just wanted a quiet place to think, dammit!
Leaves angrily downstairs to bar

>Continues to dry hump the air by himself.

What RM basically just got:

I say you’re too drunk now to say who’s the murderer.

Blue pauses to think at this and drunkenly stumbles a bit

"Hmmm, touche. A crafty one this one is. We need more clueseses! Wheresda murder weapons?"

The bar TV screen flickers and suddenly it turns on. Ryan checks his phone, to see that there is still no service.

Ryan: damn.

The screen turns on. Apparently they have Nick JR running 24/7 as "Team Umizoomi's" is on. The people at the bar groan at Mike, who can't find the remote.

Not being able to find the remote, Mike just uses the button on the TV to switch channels, randomly switching through them until the people at the bar stop complaining.

Thunder Down Under wrote:

"We need more clueseses! Wheresda murder weapons?”

As far as I know, Mark has most of the clues, you should ask her

Blue turns to mark

"What do we have? Anything?"

OOC: Seriously, we need hints.

Mark: You know, all these murders are derived from the killer somehow… you just have to find out how, exactly.
She notices a figure coming down the steps, and she pulls a gun out. As he steps onto the dance floor, it is revealed to be the VIP Room dancer. Mark lowers the gun.
Mark: Hey… you're that private dancer… what's your name?
RSM: Randy Sex Machine at your service, milady.
Mark: What are you doing down here? Shouldn't you be dancing to your heart's content in your room?
RSM: I should… but ever since those damn trespassers ruined it and scared off my customer, I decided to just avoid that room.
Mark: Customer? I didn't see anyone in there with you before they showed up.
RSM: That's because they ran down here…
Mark: OK, now I'm really confused… who's your customer?
RSM: Looking at her right now…
Mark giggles a bit sheepishly.
Mark: Well, that's very thoughtful of you, but… I'm not really into that stuff. Plus, this club's not so very… private anymore.
RSM: I do know one place that still is in here… follow me.
He extends his hand, and she stares at it. She hesitates, before taking it, and being led upstairs.

>meanwhile, Mike changes channels
>Thunder From Down Under slapping everyone's asses
>mixed reactions
>Digoxin serving them drinks
>drifter level4 drinking rum happily
>other patrons staring out the door
>getting on the floor
>everyone walked the dinosaur

>Barry and Shuger T getting stoned
>talkin' bout…

>so blown, they head down to the basement
>basement dweller yells at them to leave
>marijuana has made them imbeciles
>not really working…
>a gun aims at them…
>and fires on Shuger T, killing him
>guess Barry shoulda had a better eye on his gun
>markhaox14 people remain.

RSM: Randy Sex Machine at your service, milady.

OOC: How could I serve drinks, or how did Mike change channels, if we were supposed to be handcuffed?

BIC: See? I bet my flamethrower's going to kill me next!

baRY MAN we need this job give me my sugar TEA man get MI taser you desrve it man last words of SHUGER T while high

>Randy Sex Machine suddenly has a hunch, and stops right in his tracks of leading Mark to the one private place left.
>"Stay put darling, I'll be right back."
>Jumps downstairs, using a stripper pole like a fireman pole, kicking some random bloke in the proces.

Alright, y'all wanted hints, I'll give you one!

First, let's look at the facts. There were 3 murders commited using the booze. Two with a good slap on the head, the other using poison in a bottle. For that, we'll run with the hypothesis that the killer is one of the bartenders. There are 3 of those:

• Mike
• Dr. Robotnik
• Digoxin

And I'm going to run on a hunch here and say Digoxin is our killer. For starters, the previous suspect, Robotnik, is dead. So that leaves us with Mike and Digoxin, our cuffed fellas.

Now here are some things to point out.

First, it has been confirmed our killer never found Chowz a good boss. And throughout the period that Chowz was still alive, Digoxin has had the largest amount of arguments with Chowz, and accused him of being the killer the most. Clearly he's not fan of Chowz.

Second, a lot of murders involved alcohol, bottles of alcohol, or occured near the bar. All near Digoxin with tools available to Digoxin.

Third, there's our latest kill that made me confirm that Digoxin is the killer.

>and fires on Shuger T, killing him
>guess Barry shoulda had a better eye on his gun

The kill was commited using Barry's gun! Now let's scroll back a couple of pages to a post made by Digoxin.

Ryan, have you lost your mind?!
Digoxin helps Barry get up
You can't hit him just like that! Did he threaten you or something? At this rate, we'll be dead in 2 hours. All of us!
Digoxin slaps Ryan

Ding ding ding! Pickpocketed the gun right off Barry. Sure, it was empty thanks to our detective, but who says Mark wasn't pickpocketed either? Mark went undercover as a bartender for a period, there were plenty of opportunities to pickpocket ammo for Digoxin in that period.

"But Sex Machine-Senpai~, Digoxin and Mike are cuffed to each other. Surely Mike would've noticed Digoxin firing a gun."

Yeah, but let's look at one of Mark's first posts related to the story, followed by a post by Digoxin made later:

Pushes self away from table and approaches the bar. A bartender comes up, with headphones in their ears.
Mark: I'd like a Guinness, please.
The bartender ignores her, nodding his head back and forth.

Hey Mike, I think something's going on over there.
Mike doesn't hear Digoxin.
Gah…

Mike is fucking deaf thanks to his earphones. No way he would've heard that shot when Digoxin pulled the trigger. Any other reason for why Mike didn't notice can be placed on the alcohol, because it's confirmed everyone's drunk of their asses. But also on the following:

How could I serve drinks, or how did Mike change channels, if we were supposed to be handcuffed?

There's the possibility they're no longer cuffed. It's implied by the fact that Mike is suddenly roaming around changing music while Digoxin is serving drinks.

Lastly, the killer has been confirmed to be able to blend in a crowd. With this team of strippers and hobo rapists, surely we have a lot who would stand out. Digoxin is one of the few who hasn't been standing out much, he just moves along with the flow, pointing towards others but not in an aggressive way. But I also quote his introduction post:

Basically, I'm working here to pay for college tuition. I have always been nice to all customers, but I don't usually hang out with any other co-workers. More specifically, I avoid strippers and anyone topless.

He can perfectly remain unnoticed, because he already moves through the club unnoticed.

Digoxin is our killer!

>Walks back upstairs.
>Notices some 4th Level Outbreak talking to miss detective.
>Does backflip.

>Package secured.
>Back to important matters.

Gets kicked by RandomMan

Ryan:

Ryan sits down and thinks about life and humanity itself as his cheek welches.