Escape From Zombie Park Island 2

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Alpotophis nods along. Yep. Well...it wasn't the worst thing in the world, he guessed. At least no one was filming this.

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[Florien]

Large and strong.

Grown.

One person controlled the field.

Ignatius, you have some answers to provide.

Oh, also...

Hello Alpotophis! Welcome to here!
...

/Vote Ignatius J. Reilly.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Not wastin' any time, are ya, Clonelands? All right, then. One vote for Ignatius. Six are needed to execute.

[KungFuCutbug]

[X gives an enthused wave to the new person.] "Oh! Hi there!! Another new employee, huh?! This place must be popular for apps if Dr. Frankie has to keep cycling through employees! My name's X! Nice to meetcha!!"

[...Oh, and before he forgets since OP is busy with irl things,] /vote Ignatius

[LavenderDream]

"Um, I know we should try to find more evidence first, but I've got something to say first. Those two old guys have a point." Lars sighed. 

"THE BRUISES IMPRINTED ON BOTH OF THE VICTIM'S HEADS GIVES THE IMPRESION THAT THEIR KILLER HAS TO BE STRONG CORRECT? NOT TO MENTION THE FACT THAT YOU STILL HAVEN'T GIVEN A MODEST JUSTIFICATION FOR US NOT TO VOTE YOU. SO COME ON 'FREINDS' AND PEOPLE I DON'T KNOW THE NAMES OF. LET'S EXECUTE THIS PERPETRATOR. ENJOY BEING DEAD MURDERER.
/vote Ignatius. I think we've solved this one."

[Florien]

To be fair...

It could also be Mr. Calvin.

But we can change our votes if the need arises.

>Investigate Ignatius to see if he looks like he went to the beach at some point last night.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

>Investigate Ignatius to see if he looks like he went to the beach at some point last night. (Clonelands)

You just end up shoving him on his ass, learning nothing.

[Florien]

Aha!

We know the tracks go to Mr. Calvin's Tree.

So...

>Investigate to see if there are any concealed tracks around the tree to go to somewhere other than the beach.

[PointMaid]

>Investigate to see if there are any concealed tracks around the tree to go to somewhere other than the beach.

...You can't tell

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Alpotophis waves to X and the Clonelands: Well, nice to meet you guys as well! Although I'll admit, I don't know what's up with them... He points at the Clonelands, a bit weirded out.

>examine the tree itself. is there anything up with that?

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

>examine the tree itself. is there anything up with that? (Alpotophis)

As you examine the tree, you get on top of a branch that breaks, sending you falling to the ground hard. Oh well, not like it matters as you don't really find anything anyway.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Three votes for Ignatius. Three more and I'll take care of him myself.

[PointMaid]

Ah, yes. Blaine has offered to do that himself today if... need be.

[Cassie]

"Agh, fucking hell...even if he's just framed..." After lots of thinking, Stuart and Bob /vote Reilly off.

[PointMaid]

Votes:
Ignatius J. Reilly: Voted for by the Clonelands, XCOPY, Lars, and the Minions (4 votes for Ignatius)

Well now... there are ten of you left. One more to hammer Ignatius.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

(Correction: I had said six, but it is indeed five to kill)

[psychedelicate]

Sayaka looks... kind of worried.

"Um... I dunno about this one... but I guess since we've been having such a tough time finding evidence today...

In the end, she will /vote Ignatius.

(Also, she says hi to the newcomer.)

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Well, well, well. Ignatius, the people here have spoken. It's time for you to die. Got any last words, mate?

[PointMaid]

Yes, yes. Last words, if you have any.

Frankie takes a large swig out of her hip flask, gulping.

[Magolor]

Ignatius was no less exasperated than when the gal investigated his cabin. The very President(s) finding it necessary to shove him didn't make him any more amicable.

Also, I don't have his color on phone, so excuse the lack thereof...

"Why, you— You ought to be dunces! There's no way I could have done that, because, admittedly, all my life's training has went into this golden brain! My ideas are worth than all of your weights in gold! No zombie disease would ever dare infect this— Ohoho, I get it now. You're all in cahoots with the president pretender here, to throw me to my tragic death due to my escaping from being thrown in that horrid gaol called an asylum! After all I did for you...!"

His hands turn into fists as he steps towards, but then he groans and bends over in overplayed agony as his piloric valve shuts on him for the last time.

He's not dead yet don't worry—

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

All right, you fat-ass. Time for you to meet your maker.

Blaine grabs Ignatius by the throat and carries him all the way to a nearby lake, swarming with crocodiles, choking a little bit of life out of him along the way.

These crocs can be quite deadly. Wrestled a whole lot of 'em in Australia. Gotta think quick and be strong, otherwise you'll make a nice tasty meal.

Blaine grasps Ignatius and pins him to the ground. He pushes him towards the crocodiles as one quickly bites off his face, not even getting the chance to scream. He pushes him forward as they bite off his head. Then he throws the corpse into the lake where they quickly swarm on him and drag him under the water, turning it bloody red, with several bubbles coming up. The crocodiles enjoying the nice little meal. Eventually, they all swim away and Blaine looks down upon the bloody water. He growls in anger and quickly turns to the others, giving them all a very scathing glare.

You're all a bunch of bloody fuckin' idiots, you know that? Newsflash: Ignatius was clean all along. He never became a zombie and thanks to you all, we still have a zombie among our ranks. Hope you're all proud of yourselves! Ya bunch of bloody pissers!

[Cassie]

"...nnnOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-"

"Agh, fuck!" Stuart bashes his ukulele in frustration.

[PointMaid]

Frankie looks appalled -- not so much because of the death, or the fact that they did NOT choose the correct zombie, but because Blaine chose to use one of her precious animals in an execution.

...Using the animals in an execution? Blaine, that's... they're living beings. And the crocodiles? They weren't extinct, they weren't infected. Which... since Ignatius wasn't either, is fine, but I... I can hardly think of the words.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Let me tell ya somethin', Doctor. We need to put some fear into the hearts of all these people. Show 'em all there are consequences for those who are undead and let their baser instincts get the hold of them. Ignatius might have been clean all along, but now we got 'em all scared. And maybe they'll all think twice before tryin' to fuck with us, see? After all, mess with nature.... you'll get bitten.

[LavenderDream]

"We were.. wrong? Even though most of us voted for him.. His blood is on my hands.. I-I'm the main reason he's dead now because of that speech. What kind of detective am I if I can't even help innocent people?"

Lars sits underneath a nearby tree, hands over their head, reflecting on the events that led up to Ignatius's execution.