Your Final Frontier

[Kafkaesque]

As Loona chugs down her drink, she thinks back on the crime scene. You know... those steaks did look tasty...

Nah, she'll resist the urge. Even though thinking about it is making her hungry. Goddammit.

> See what the bar has to eat

[PointMaid]

Selen(ium) sees people getting something to eat, too, and looks for a burger. Burger and fries this time.

[Florien]

Wild Party Worthy of The Wildest of Richards:

The drinks are drunk, the food is consumed, and generally a good time is had, despite the fact that two people are dead. Tonight, surely, nothing can go wrong for anyone!

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Gary downs two bottles of tequila while jamming to the mad beats he was hearing. He manages to make his way to Shin while still dancing.

You know something, pal?, he slurs his words. We're both celebrities here. I've done movies and TV shows, while you managed to make one of the biggest hit songs of 2012. I listened to it every day for a while and it was so awesome you managed to get the first YouTube video that hit a billion views. I just love that song to death. And I would be honored if you can sing it with me.

He goes onto the Gangham Style dance. Heeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyy, sexy lady. Opp opp oppa Gangham Style Ay Yay Yay Yay. He passes out and collapses on the floor.

[Kafkaesque]

Loona rolls her eyes at Gary's display and m0nches on a b0rger.

[PointMaid]

Ooh, you're going for a burger too tonight!, Selen(ium) says to Loona. Yeah, they're good. Guess a good choice for a Bar and Grille. Ugh... I can't believe I ended up in the same cabana with a murderer last night! Lucky he didn't go after me.

[wingedcatgirl]

Mark is sitting at the bar looking melancholy as fuck, with several empty coconut shells scattered around. He seems to have decided he has sorrows he needs to drown.

[Kafkaesque]

"Yeah, I was craving meat. For obvious reasons. And I know I'll never hear the fuckin' end of it if I eat Holly's remains, so..."

munch munch

"Y'know, for a cheap-ass resort that's actually a death game prison camp, this place has decent catering."

[Huney]

"So, Selenium was it? Did Holly tell you anything interesting and sciency before she, ahh... went?"

[artsyGeek]

> Search for a non-alcoholic drink at the bar

[Dookie]

>booze

[Huney]

>absolutely do not look for anything alcoholic in fact get smashed.

[Zanreo]

"...Gangnam Style? Again, you got the wrong person. I'm not Psy... I'm Shin Amon" he replies. Shin also >sees what the bar has to eat.

[PointMaid]

Just that she was a biochemist and a botanist. No details of her work. We didn't have... didn't have much time to get acquainted.

[MadameButterflyKnife]

>look for a KEG STAND, BABY!

[Huney]

"... Man. Biochemistry? I bet that'd be really cool to know more about."

A pause, as she takes a sip of her drink.

"Whaaaaat's biochemistry?"

[PointMaid]

Selen(ium) cocks an eye at that. She claims to be a scientist and doesn't know what biochemistry is?

Ah, study of the chemistry of life. Structure of proteins, DNA, hormones, that sorta stuff.

[Florien]

Hey, guess what? Sendri's out. That means I'm in charge here. And I say your party is over. And I say we're cutting power to the island. Goodnight. I hope you remember fondly the sight of Holly's head on that pike, because if it scars you forever, well... I'll enjoy that a lot more actually. You can resume your conversations in the morning, assuming you survive, of course.

And the lights go out, the sun has set, and a feeling of dread creeps across the island. Send in your night actions, or send in a statement of no action. I'll process them as soon as I can, but I'll be a little slower at processing tonight, so be patient please. Day phase begins 2/19 at noon eastern.

[Florien]

Day arrives, mysteriously a few hours late for reasons probably relating to something something general relativity or something.

Get up. Get moving. No body, no evidence, quite frankly, I'm more than a little disappointed in all of you. I'll fix this myself, you understand. Also. "Doctor Exploisonface", please confirm that you haven't died of natural causes, or we'll feed you to our pool of sea bass and put a different political on this island instead. Now, as things stand, there's quite literally nothing to find, not even anyone to find dead, you lucky bastards. I'm sure the one of you who WAS attacked last night can fill you in, though. If Sendri was here, they'd probably be laughing at you. But Sendri isn't here right now. Only me and the judges. And our votes stand as follows.

/vote monaca

/vote monaca

/vote loona

2 for monaca

1 for loona.

Now get up. Do as you damn well please on this island, preferably die.

it's been one night without a death... but it wasn't your fault, murderers. you couldn't have seen it coming. just... you'll not be so unlucky next night, i hope.

Remember, you can always vote to end the day phase, if you choose.

[madface7]

2-E powers on and

>checks for bodies, evidence, etc

[wingedcatgirl]

"No deaths, they say?" Mark muses. "That's good news."

It should be noted that he's sprawled out on the Grillelele floor in a puddle of his own drool as he says this.

[Huney]

"Heck yeah! Eat that, killers. What now?"

Stezzai exits her dorm excitedly, ready to face the day.

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Cool Sendri is passed out next to a keg stand in the Bar/Grille. "UGGGHHHH...WAIT, NO BODY? ISS THAT WHAT THE TOTALLY NON-RADICAL ANNOUNCER DUDE JUSST SSAID?"

[madface7]

"It could not hurt to check. Model thinks there is something strange going on. First, the absence of... them... and now this."

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

Gary suddenly appears, running up to the others, where he falls to his knees, drenching wet and shaking over.

They.... they.... they tried to get me...