Post by Vaellin the Bard on Dec 18, 2022 23:21:08 GMT -6
The votes were in. The suspected individuals didn't entirely agree but fingers were pointed and most of them at one culprit:
Jill Stingray
"Very well. For all of ours sake, I hope you delinquents are are correct."
Everyone is escorted out of the building except the Chief of Police and Jill Stingray herself, though they can watch through the windows.
"I've always wanted to do this, and this place is a mess anyway. The Danging Romp Club has a major secret, after all, and what better way to reveal it and drag them under than with a criminal who is... shall we say 'resisting arrest'?"
{Execution}
Hayashi, the chief, steps into one of the entrances and stares with a malicious, slightly crazy grin at Jill Stingray. He aims his gun at her and she stares stoically, calmly at him. She accepts her fate. She will not turn away from it.
Instead the gun points up and he fires once, twice, three times... seven shots go into the ceiling in total leaving one left in the chamber and after a few moments of silence, and possibly curiosity, liquid starts streaming down. It smells of fresh alcohol, a pungent smell, but it's also hot. Extremely hot. It starts to fill the club room. Jill's eyes widen at the rapidly filling space but there's no where to go. It burns as it drips on her from outside of the extra holes. She looks up to see the roof bending under the weight as if those holes had broken all stability. Still she tries to remain calm but then she instinctively turns back to Hayashi, whose grin has widened even further.
"I wasn't actually going to let the club get my kill," he says with the gun pointed at her once more. With one final shot, the ceiling bursts open with golden, boiling hot liquid drowning the club and cooking the now deceased Jill in beer.
Hayashi, the chief, steps into one of the entrances and stares with a malicious, slightly crazy grin at Jill Stingray. He aims his gun at her and she stares stoically, calmly at him. She accepts her fate. She will not turn away from it.
Instead the gun points up and he fires once, twice, three times... seven shots go into the ceiling in total leaving one left in the chamber and after a few moments of silence, and possibly curiosity, liquid starts streaming down. It smells of fresh alcohol, a pungent smell, but it's also hot. Extremely hot. It starts to fill the club room. Jill's eyes widen at the rapidly filling space but there's no where to go. It burns as it drips on her from outside of the extra holes. She looks up to see the roof bending under the weight as if those holes had broken all stability. Still she tries to remain calm but then she instinctively turns back to Hayashi, whose grin has widened even further.
"I wasn't actually going to let the club get my kill," he says with the gun pointed at her once more. With one final shot, the ceiling bursts open with golden, boiling hot liquid drowning the club and cooking the now deceased Jill in beer.
In the aftermath, Hayashi nods to the others. "Well, you guys may be troublemakers in your own right, but I will settle for this punishment tonight. Don't cause any other events in my presence or you may meet a similar fate."
And Jill Stingray was...
{Results}
Not guilty.
After everything happens, and the real culprit gets away they can be heard saying "Oh Yeah!" as they walk along street ready to terrorize someone else. Who would eve suspect the loveable sugar juice mascot of Kool Aid Man after all?"
Not guilty.
After everything happens, and the real culprit gets away they can be heard saying "Oh Yeah!" as they walk along street ready to terrorize someone else. Who would eve suspect the loveable sugar juice mascot of Kool Aid Man after all?"
you got this
