EVENT LOG PT. 2 Well you tried to have fun

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Who: Everyone at the party
What: An intruder changes plans
Where: The Adventurer's Club
When: Later in the night on the Fourth of July
Warnings: Cartoonish Evil Doers



[All in all, the party’s gone off without a hitch so far, Food was eaten, fun was had, and it just seems like a pretty normal event so far!

That is, until the light’s suddenly shut off in the Adventurer’s Club. After about a minute of confused panic, a spotlight suddenly shines down on on who can only be described as a strange suited furry. He grins at the party goers around him.]

Welcome, foolish mortals, I’ve had my eye on this city and I thought we would play a little game.

All the doors and windows are locked in this building, so there’s no way in, and most importantly for you, NO WAY OUT.

Your little party has become an indefinite stay here, with one catch: You have to kill one of your fellow party goers and get away with it!

Now, why don’t you all make this fun?

[OOC: As a note: The second part of the event won’t last for more than a few hours ICly for those worried about being trapped here. But of course there has to be some way out of this mess, right?]

Comments

[andbegone]

[Looks at window. Looks at Beaker.]

You'd rather throw them through a window to kill them? You don't even remotely have the arm strength for that.

[beakie]

[Oh, for the love of God. Beaker throws up his arms in frustration and goes to grab a nearby chair. His arms shaking as he lifts it, Beaker tries to throw it towards the window.

Tink. The glass doesn't even crack as the chair slams against the frame. Too bad he's not super buff like Beaker from It's A Very Merry Muppet Christmas Movie. Staring directly at Plankton, he starts to mime throwing the chair at the window at a snail's pace with very clearly exaggerated motions.

Throw. The. Chair. Please.]

[andbegone]

[Actually the miming thing is like a million times more effective than trying to get him to listen to a single goddamn word at any given time. Also he's almost vaguely impressed that Beaker managed to throw it in the first place.]

You know, there are about a million more subtle ways to escape if that's what you're going for here.

[beakie]

[He has the strength of two men, give him some credit. The perceived strain is only for comedic relief.

Beaker just sighs, shaking his head. He doesn't care about being subtle, he just wants to get the hell out of here before anything bad happens!]

Meep meemiimeep meemoo meep, meep meemiimeep!

[Gestures to all of the people around that seem like, 100% ready to fight the guy who just showed up.]

[andbegone]

[He glances over his shoulder, examining the others in attendance before nodding soundly.]

You're right. These fools will all kill each other in the panic following the glass shattering.

[Close enough.

It's fairly easy to heft the chair up over his head (twunk privilege), though when he hurls it at the window it doesn't quite break the first time around, just sort of hits the glass with a thud.]

...Are you sure you don't want to just murder someone and get this whole thing over with? It would save us a lot of time and effort. And by 'us' I mean 'me'.

[beakie]

[Beaker opens his mouth to interject about the first part, but then he realizes that it's probably better if he just doesn't say anything. He watches as Plankton tries to throw the chair at the window.

He side-eyes the Phantom Blot when Plankton asks that.

if only nick's beaker were here, he'd totally stab plankton]

Meep meemiimeep, meep meemiimeep meep meep.

[Well, if he was pushed, the only person they could probably benefit from killing is that guy. But even then, he probably has some tricks up his sleeve.]