FIRST INVESTIGATION

[pleasureislanders]

[At around 3 AM, any semblance of normalcy is shattered by a deafening explosion that shakes the very foundations of the club, causing dust and plaster to cascade from the ceiling. Hope you weren't planning on sleeping in. Within seconds, the shaking stops, and the club falls quiet again.

Whatever that was, it couldn't have been good. Sounds like it came from the first floor.

Perhaps you should go investigate?]

Comments

SALON

[pleasureislanders]

[Grab a snack while you investigate. Surely the snacks can't be the murder weapon, right?]

[dannydorito]

[Bill is tired and also doesn't actually care that much.]

[So as his coffee is brewing, does anything besides the now orphaned robot and his muffins stand out here?]

[pleasureislanders]

[Well, there are some plans laid out on the table for something called the Wishinator, whatever that may be! Does Bill want to take a closer look?]

[dannydorito]

[He'll wander over and take a look, sure. On a scale of boring to Ford Pines, what kind of mad science are we looking at here?]

[pleasureislanders]

[There's a lot of incomprehensible scribbles everywhere...but yeah, that’s definitely the device that was in the lounge. It seems to have a lot more parts in it than the actual resulting machine, but it's there.

Scrawled on the margins are the purposes of the device. Apparently, it was supposed to be able to grant wishes, presumably to get people out of here and destroy the person responsible.]

[dannydorito]

[That is objectively hilarious.]

[To him.]

[Anything else he might note about these plans?]

[pleasureislanders]

[Nothing really else to note! If Bill wants, he can go talk to Norm. Maybe he has an eyewitness account?

...Probably not. That would be against the rules. But, hey, it's always nice to talk to someone, isn't it?]

[dannydorito]

So Suits, scale of one to ten, how often did Doctor Daddy's inventions blow up in his own face?

[It is theoretically nice, sure. For basically anyone else.]

[doofenshmirtz]

[Norm lets out a laugh.]

Oh, a ten! In fact, almost all of his inventions were thwarted by some way or another via his nemesis!

[He presents a tray of muffins to Bill.]

Here, for you!

[dannydorito]

Sounds like this time he was his own worst enemy. Ha!

[Sure, another muffin. Anything weird about these?]

Been baking all night, Suits?

[doofenshmirtz]

Yes! The doctor has been working all night on his latest inator! I thought he seemed stressed, so I stepped out to work on some muffins!

[He gestures to the tray. There's nothing weird about the muffins, they're just regular baked goods.]

In fact, I was about to bring him some when I heard that gigantic explosion!

[dannydorito]

I am sure that is an absolutely correct and not misleading account of the timing of events. Wink.

[He's been in Ford Pines' head, he know how mysteries using the Three Laws work, maybe.]

[Anything off about Norm himself since we're still looking for clues?]

[doofenshmirtz]

[Bill's sarcasm sails right over his head.]

Yes, that's right!

[...Huh. It looks like if Bill peers closer, there's definitely some glitter on the base of Norm's shoes.]

[dannydorito]

[That's probably fine.]

I bet today's gonna be a real banger for you. Ha!

[Anything else we can contrive for him to notice or do we actually need someone who cares now?]

[doofenshmirtz]

[That's all! Norm's gonna be around for the trial if anyone needs him. And also the muffins.]

ROOM CLEARED

[pleasureislanders]