Your Final Frontier

[wingedcatgirl]

Mark shakes his head. "No damn way does Threepio want itself voted off. It's not the Spy. Told me that earlier, remember?"

[TalesofUnder]

I'm evil, yes, but not in the murdery way. I'm evil in that I want to conquer... the world... or something... god, I'm no supervillain. I'll never be the next Doctor Crazybones...

/vote Mark

[madface7]

The mention of 2-E voting itself off seemed to strike a nerve. Its eyes turn a shade of pink and it screams at the top of its mechanical lungs.

[Florien]

Searching the Bar:

There's a vaguely mark shaped hole in a spilled puddle of coconut drink. There's a bottle of "Mack Rancor's Wiss Key" missing, a bottle of that pre-mixed coconut drink missing, and a bottle of generic brand tequila missing, along with a bottle of flavored syrup, and two of currentcorn syrup. The dishwashing gloves are missing.

Hey, look, votess!

3 for Mark February

2 for 2E

1 for Rebel Cookie.

Ssix to execute, by the way.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

> Search for the dishwashing gloves

[wingedcatgirl]

Mark >also searches for the dishwashing gloves.

"... Probably not gonna find 'em. There's way too many places to toss evidence that'll never be seen. But doesn't hurt to try."

[Dookie]

Sam shrugs. Oh well.

>Vote Mark

[madface7]

2-E is clearly resisting an urge to punch Mark, as a long metallic tube protrudes from its behind.

[Florien]

The QUEST for dishwashing gloves!

A search for them in the kitchen turns up an unopened box of extra ones. The ones that were there before, however, are nowhere to be found. Even after fanning out and searching the island, they are unlocatable.

And we're up to four for Mark. Ssix to execute.

[PointMaid]

> Check the area around where the dishwashing gloves would be for any prints

[wingedcatgirl]

Mark shrugs and pockets a pair of gloves from the box, just in case he thinks of a use for them later.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

I wanna hold off on my vote for now, but I have to say, you're really starting to give me a bad vibe here, Mark. You seem to know WAY too much about this.

>search for missing bottles and drinks

[Zanreo]

"...It did? Nevermind, then... but there's still something that feels off about this.Anyway, whoever used these gloves sure did a good job getting rid of the evidence..."

[Zanreo]

(to Mark)

[Despair's Archon of Memes]

>Look for any suspicious or out-of-place footprints

[wingedcatgirl]

"What 'know way too much' are you talking about, Buddy Holly?" Mark grumbles. "Would you throw evidence in the middle of a public place after committing a murder entirely elsewhere?"

[PointMaid]

(Grumbles) I couldn't get any helpful prints around the gloves.

[madface7]

"I- I can't deal with this anymore. I am this close to snapping."

2-E's plates on its head have also mechanically slid off, with a strange large pair of ears popping up in their place.

"Alright. Alright. Alright. What will it take for me to convince you all? I will find it. Tell me."

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

> Search Mark's and 2-E's rooms for clues

[Zanreo]

>search 2-E's room

[PointMaid]

While we're searching rooms...

.> Search Stezzai's room for clues.

[wingedcatgirl]

Mark shakes his head, hand on his forehead. "Obviously you're not gonna convince me, I know damn well I didn't do it. You help us figure out who did do it, I'll vote for 'em in a flash."

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Well, Mr. Trump, you both seem to be pointing fingers at each other. So who am I supposed to believe?

[wingedcatgirl]

"Man, I ain't pointing any fingers at Threepio," Mark says. "I already know it didn't kill anyone. I'm just trying to figure out who did."

[madface7]

"Believe the one who has evidence! Mark has zero evidence! I have a whole heaping PILE of evidence!"