Your Final Frontier

[Dookie]

“Great! We're already voting for the first one!”

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

So far, we know Mettaton has wet gloves and his hands seem to fit the handprints I saw on the battery. What else do you know?

[PointMaid]

Interesting. I'd like some confirmation about 2E - maybe there's an innocent explanation. Or maybe not, of course. I'm not sure Mark's on the level, either. Seems to me he's trying to make things look less clear than they are. Bringing up things that actually have good explanations.

[Zanreo]

"Yes... 2E, what were you doing there?"

[artsyGeek]

"Well, there are some other things I spotted. Something with a camera flew by, and there were some light beams of some sort flickering at the sea. That's.. all I noticed, really."

[Zanreo]

"Camera? That sounds... familiar. Were anyone... watching over the place, by any chance?"

[Kafkaesque]

Loona stops to think.

"...he's an entertainer, right? And the game I was in with Holly, it was a game show. Maybe Mettaton watched Brothers In Arms."

She also shoots Sam-I-Am and 2E very suspicious looks.

(to Sam) "Don't you think that's a pretty fuckin' bold thing to claim with basically no evidence?"

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Mettaton, don't you have anything at all to say for yourself?

[Caret]

Mettaton finally speaks up after thinking to himself for a bit. A sense of panic can clearly be heard within Mettaton's robotic voice as he speaks.

THE KILLER MUST HAVE... PUT A LOT OF EFFORT IN FRAMING ME, I GUESS? YEAH, THEY COULD HAVE JUST BEEN SECRETLY... WAIT, THAT'S NOT PLAUSIBLE... I JUST DON'T KNOW ANYMORE?

There was no getting out of this anymore. Mettaton was screwed.

[MadameButterflyKnife]

"THAT DEFENSE? UNRADICAL."

[wingedcatgirl]

Mark blinked, taken aback. "Well, geez, if the toaster's just giving up like that..."

/vote Mettaton

"An innocent would at least be trying."

[MadameButterflyKnife]

/vote Mettaton

[artsyGeek]

"Wait, guys-"

[wingedcatgirl]

And having hammered Mettaton, Mark immediately leaves for the bar to get himself hammered.

[Dookie]

“Well, overall, they're acting strange, puppy. I do have evidence, like how they mentioned Holly before we found her body, and that argument earlier, but who knows.”

“What is it, Cookie-man?”

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

What do you have to say, cookies 'n' cream?

[artsyGeek]

"No.. It's just.. Do you have any evidence the guy's actually the killer?"

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

We've found the handprint on the battery, fits Mettaton's hand and he also had a wet glove on too and the handprints were of a smooth texture as if someone wore gloves

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

I am curious, actually...

> examine the battery found in the radio tower for prints

[Florien]

Oh fuck ssorry, floran was getting more popcorn. Uhh... Yeah, that'ss enough to hammer. Floran will get the boat and be right over with ssecurity to fuck that calculator'ss shit up. You got any lasst wordss, calculator, get ssaying them, becausse floran got an important call actually like a few minutess ago and needss to deal with it ssoon, sso won't delay your execution over-much probably.

[artsyGeek]

> Also examine the batteries

[PointMaid]

The drink makes sense as Metatton's too. That syrup isn't for organic folk.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Nothing new other than the hand prints...

[Kafkaesque]

Loona snorts as a small, cold smile creeps over her face.

"Rest in hell. Just hope I don't meet you once you're there."

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Rust in hell, butt-horn!