And it's time for yet ANOTHER round of Unova Mansion. This is going to be another shocking chapter, I think…muahahaha!
New poll up, by the way- Round Two of guessing who you think is the murderer!
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Beheeyem sighed, leaning forward on the table. "Alright, everybody. We're going to have another interrogation. Bisharp, you're going to have to help me out with this, alright?"
Bisharp nodded, leaning against the wall. All of the remaining fourteen guests had gathered in the kitchen after getting rid of Zoroark and Simipour. Both of them were laid to rest in the sea, since Zoroark was still too wet to burn and Simipour was a Water type.
"What the heck are we supposed to tell you this time?" asked Krookodile, looking a bit defiant. "We've already done this before. Are you expecting us to change our stories?"
"It's not a matter of changing stories, it's a matter of more details and more analysis on my part," explained Beheeyem.
"I'm not doing it!" said Scolipede, scoffing.
"I see no need for this either," agreed Jellicent.
"Well, that's two I'm immediately more suspicious of," said Bisharp, his voice mockingly cheerful. "Thank you for your help, you two!"
Scolipede scowled, and Jellicent just huffed.
"So, who would like to go first?" asked Beheeyem.
No one immediately volunteered. Most faces looked reluctant and others nervous. Cofagrigus sighed. Well, someone was going to have to start this off.
"Well, I suppose if you all want more details of my life, you've got 'em," said the ghost. "I told you I was a bartender, but I originally wanted to open a toy store. This was because back when I was young, we could never buy toys- my family had to avoid villages and towns and cities because we frightened other Pokémon. I wanted to prove that ghosts weren't scary. I was sort of tired of being misjudged by other Pokémon."
There was a long silence. "So what happened?" asked Krookodile.
"I couldn't buy a store- I scared the people trying to sell it," explained Cofagrigus sheepishly. "I managed to get a job in a dingy bar because most of the Pokémon there were older and less easily frightened. I'd still like to create a toy store, but now isn't the time. If I get off of this island, maybe I will."
Cofagrigus shrugged. "That's my story in a nutshell."
"One question- how do you know about the Spirit Solution?" asked Beheeyem. "Toy makers and bartenders shouldn't have to know about that stuff."
"Back at my bar, one of the drinks is named Spirit Solution," explained Cofagrigus. "There's others like Toxic Poison, Mega Drain, and Arbok Venom. My boss told me once that all of the names were based on real things, so I looked them all up."
Beheeyem nodded. The story made sense, although they had no proof of the drink names. "Thank you, Cofagrigus. "Who would like to go next?"
Audino stood up timidly. "I will."
Coughing a little, she began to speak. "When I was young, I wasn't always a good girl. I'd sometimes play hooky with some of my girlfriends or some of my guy friends. One of my boyfriends, Throh, convinced me to go with him to the beach one day. We were riding on his bike when we hit a bump and veered off of the road. I managed to fall off near the top of a large hill, but Throh kept going on the bike, smashing into trees and eventually falling over after hitting a rock."
"He was badly injured. I tried to save him, but I didn't know how to do CPR properly or how treat his injuries. There were sharp twigs gouged in his body, and he eventually bled too much and died. After that experience, I moved into medicine, and the murderer called me here."
Mienshao looked sympathetic, but others, like Scolipede and Bisharp, looked suspicious.
"And that's all?" asked Bisharp, giving Audino a piercing look.
"Yes, that's all," said Audino, glaring straight back at him.
Bisharp nodded. "We can move on now."
"I don't like being questioned by him," muttered Excadrill to Reuniclus. "Beheeyem's okay, but Bisharp just rubs me the wrong way."
"Yeah…but I personally have my suspicions on someone else," said Reuniclus, jerking his head towards Scolipede.
"Reuniclus?" asked Bisharp, giving him a look. "How about you go next?"
"Me and my big fat mouth," he muttered, but started to speak. "Like I said, I'm working on becoming a teacher."
"Of what subjects?" asked Haxorus.
"Science and technology," said Reuniclus. "I even brought my laptop here to-"
There was a loud exclamation from several Pokémon at that.
"You have TECHNOLOGY here and you didn't TELL US?" asked Krookodile. "You little sneak! When the hell were you planning on telling us?"
"A-after the m-murders I forgot!" stammered Reuniclus. "Besides, since there's no access point, I can't access the internet or anything-"
"We could have still figured it out," said Beheeyem gravely. "There might have been a way to get a message to the outside world. Why don't you go get it for us?"
"It's dead," said Reuniclus. "I used it on the first night, but I left my charger at home."
"Why don't you go get the laptop anyways?" asked Haxorus.
"You don't trust me?" asked Reuniclus hotly. "How about you just get someone to search my room if you think I'm hiding something."
"Fair enough," said Bisharp, shrugging. "Cofagrigus, Audino, you've already spoken, so you should go look."
"Alright," said Cofagrigus, shrugging. Audino followed him out, glancing back at the others nervously.
Mienshao shrugged. "I'll go next. But to be honest, I don't have much to say. I've dabbled in cooking and literature, and I love to read, but other than that, not much going on."
"Although if you're a cook, you'd know how to use a knife," said Bisharp, smirking. "And Krookodile's knife is apparently missing."
"This is coming from the guy with blades on his arms?" asked Scrafty, snorting with laughter. Bisharp threw him a withering look.
"That just proves there's no point in me stealing a knife," said Bisharp, rolling his eyes.
"Well, seeing as I cook all of the food now, if I wanted you all dead, wouldn't I just poison all of your meals?" challenged Mienshao boldly.
"Who's to say you won't?" retorted Bisharp, eyes flashing.
"Enough, you two," said Beheeyem. "One question, Mienshao…what are your favorite types of books?"
Mienshao paused for a moment, thinking. "I would say I enjoy fantasy, mystery, and children's stories."
"Children's stories?" asked Chandelure, looking disdainful. "How old are you?"
"I enjoy reading them to the kids who visit the library," defended Mienshao. Chandelure just shrugged.
"Alright, then, I have no further questions," said Beheeyem. He glanced at Gothitelle.
"So, Gothitelle, I would ask you to speak next, but you have already told me your story, so unless you wish to repeat it, you don't have to."
"I wouldn't like to…thank you," whispered Gothitelle quietly.
"Is that wise?" asked Chandelure, frowning. "It isn't really fair if only you know."
"I have gained no further suspicions from hearing her tale," said Beheeyem. "You have my word."
Haxorus looked a bit displeased at that, but just rubbed his injured arm in silence.
"I suppose I should go next," said Beheeyem. "I am a scientist, as you all know. My area of expertise lies in forensics and medical research."
"So you're a doctor, too?" queried Excadrill.
"Not quite…more of a researcher and pharmacist," answered Beheeyem, shaking his head.
"And you've also hung around with corpses before if you're a forensic scientist," said Cofagrigus, returning to the room. Audino followed him through the door.
"Find anything?" asked Haxorus.
"I found the laptop, but there's no charger," confirmed Cofagrigus. "And the thing is definitely out of juice."
Reuniclus made a "hmmph" noise.
Audino walked over to Haxorus, inspecting his arm. "How does it feel?"
Haxorus smiled grimly. "It hurts like hell, but at least I've got you here to look after it."
Audino giggled a little at that, before turning and facing Beheeyem and Bisharp, her face solemn once more.
Scrafty went next. "Uh…I'm Scrafty, and…wait…haven't I already done this?"
"Yes, Scrafty," said Beheeyem, trying to sound patient, but he seemed perturbed. "Is there anything new you'd like to reveal?"
"Well, my favorite drugs are-"
"We're moving on," interrupted Bisharp, groaning. "Chandelure."
"I'm a writer, pure and simple," said Chandelure. "And I came here for inspiration."
"How is your book going?" asked Beheeyem.
"I've only written in characters so far, not the actual story," said Chandelure.
"May I see your manuscript?"
"No," said Chandelure. "I don't let anyone see my work until it is finished."
Bisharp frowned. "At least tell us what kind of book you're writing."
"Do I have to?" asked Chandelure dully.
"It would be wise," said Haxorus, leaning back in his chair.
Chandelure glanced at everyone, before sighing. "Well, this is going to sound bad, but it's a murder mystery."
There was silence. Krookodile made the first move.
"You came here for inspiration, right?" asked Krookodile. "Are WE your inspiration? Victims?"
"Well, I don't know," drawled Chandelure. "The thing is, there's a marriage in my planned book. Is anyone here married?"
"Zoroark was planning to marry Simipour," said Mienshao quietly.
"Well, alright!" said Chandelure. "Why not just kill me now if you all suspect me?"
"Because we haven't decided anything yet," said Beheeyem quietly. "And Chandelure, how do you know about the Spirit Solution?"
"It was going to be a murder weapon in my book," said the chandelier, as if it was obvious.
"And there's some here," muttered Audino. "Shocking."
"Excadrill," said Bisharp, nodding to the mole.
"Uh…not much else to say…I already told you about my job and stuff," said Excadrill, shrugging.
"What's your favorite type of music?" asked Cofagrigus curiously. Beheeyem didn't even bother to point out the uselessness of that question.
"I'm a fan of rock, techno, and hip hop," said Excadrill, grinning. Bisharp decided to go next.
"As you know, I am a lawyer, and I used to be a therapist," said Bisharp. "Other than that, I can't really find anything else to say. Ask me what you will."
"Just one question on my mind," said Mienshao. "Why make the switch?"
"My work in therapy wasn't making me enough money," explained Bisharp. "So I decided to switch and pursue a career as a lawyer."
"So, you weren't making enough money, but you could afford law school?" asked Krookodile, looking skeptical.
"I was saving up for a house," said Bisharp. "I was living in an apartment at the time. Using the money I had saved up, I went to law school and stayed there during my studies."
"Fair enough," admitted Mienshao. "How about you go next, Krookodile?"
"I've got nothing else to say," said Krookodile. "I told you all my story."
"Well, why would a CRIMINAL come to a public giveaway?" asked Haxorus, arching a brow.
"I'm not imprisoned anymore," growled Krookodile. "I got out six months ago for good behavior. Since I've been working at a gas station, it would be cool to get a big mansion. I could maybe sell it, buy a house back home, and then…"
"Then what?" asked Beheeyem, eyes watching the crocodile carefully.
"I don't know," admitted Krookodile. "I never really thought about what I'd do after…"
'He's hiding something,' thought Reuniclus darkly. But the psychic shook his head. "Scolipede, your turn."
Scolipede glanced around nervously. "Uh…I've already told you everything."
"I highly doubt that, seeing as you didn't trust any of us," said Beheeyem.
"And I still don't!"
"Trust me, Scolipede," said Bisharp, giving him an icy look. "You'd better start talking. It's in your best interest, for what Beheeyem and I have planned."
Scolipede gulped, and several of the other guests looked uneasy. What HAD the two of them planned, anyway? Other than the interrogation, no one else had any clue.
"Are you going to kill me if I tell you all?" asked Scolipede, looking at everyone as if he was paranoid.
"No," said Beheeyem, but he wasn't making any promises.
"Fine…I lied about my story," said Scolipede. "I don't work at a coffee shop. I used to, but…"
"But?" asked Gothitelle.
"I got fired one day for getting drunk. The reason why I got drunk was because my wife Leavanny kicked me out of our house. So now I don't have a wife, my kids, and my job. I'm homeless, broke, and unemployed. So when I got the letter for the mansion, it seemed like a gift from Arceus."
"Anything else?" asked Bisharp.
"I thought this was going to be a hotel, like Golurk's Grand Getaway said," explained Scolipede. "So I was planning to…try and steal some money…"
"MONEY!" exclaimed Krookodile. "IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT MONEY!"
"Calm down, Krookodile," said Gothitelle, flashing him a warning look.
Bisharp, however, was staring at Scolipede in dawning realization. "And once you got here…now I've figured it out."
"What?" asked Jellicent.
"My wallet went missing after the first night," spat Bisharp. "I thought I had just misplaced it in my room, but THIS sneak took it!"
"No I didn't!" protested Scolipede.
"That's why you invited us here!" said Reuniclus. "To kill us all and take our money!"
"Hey, wait a minute, just because someone's a pickpocket doesn't mean they're a killer!" snarled Krookodile.
"Oh yes, the crooks will definitely stick together!" hissed Chandelure, eyes gleaming.
"ENOUGH!" shouted Haxorus. He looked at Beheeyem, who looked grave.
"That's enough. Haxorus, would you like to go next?"
"I've said pretty much everything," said Haxorus. "Just a guard who was taking a vacation, but then I got invited here."
"How's your shoulder?"
"Mending," said Audino. "But if he doesn't sit still, it may take longer to heal."
"I think an injured shoulder is the least of his problems," muttered Bisharp.
"And finally, Jellicent," said Beheeyem. "Anything else you'd like to tell us?"
"I've told you everything I've had to," said Jellicent.
"Aren't you even worried about being accused?" asked Excadrill.
"I know I'm not a murderer- if you think otherwise, I don't care," said Jellicent, putting on some makeup.
"Well, now that that order of business is done, it's time for the second thing I'd like to discuss," said Beheeyem. He held up the gun that Simipour had used to kill herself.
"It appears as though there were two guns on this island," said Beheeyem. "Reuniclus, you confirmed that your gun is still in your room. Cofagrigus, did you see it when you were up there?"
"Yeah, it was right on his nightstand," said Cofagrigus, nodding.
"So…Zoroark brought a gun to the island. Or Simipour, but I'm guessing it was Zoroark, due to Simipour's pacifistic attitude," said Beheeyem, pacing. He glanced at everyone.
"I've disposed of the bullets. I flushed them down the toilet. Scrafty and Gothitelle can confirm that."
"Yeah, he totally did," said Scrafty, nodding sagely.
"Don't you think you should've picked a better witness?" asked Bisharp skeptically.
"I was there too, genius," muttered Gothitelle. Bisharp gave her an apologetic look.
"I was only there because I really needed to go," said Scrafty. "Seeing corpses sort of makes my bladder a little…"
"We get the idea," said Audino. "Fright causes you to wet your pants. It's completely natural."
"It's also completely disgusting," said Jellicent, pulling a face.
"Scrafty's issues aside," said Beheeyem. "I would like to ask anyone now if there are ANY other weapons on the island. We have two guns confirmed, Krookodile brought a knife, and Stoutland brought a nightstick. We can consider Audino's tools a weapon as well. Anything else?"
"The knives in the kitchen could be potential weapons," said Mienshao.
"Then we should dispose of them…we'll throw them in the ocean," said Haxorus.
"Then how are we supposed to cut our food?" asked Jellicent.
"You don't," said Krookodile shortly. "You suck it up and eat with your hands."
"You may all want to eat like uncivilized ruffians, but I won't," snarled Jellicent.
Mienshao got up to enter the kitchen. They heard her rummaging through the drawers casually, before her actions became quicker and more rapid. She stepped out of the kitchen, her face pale.
"The knives and forks are gone," she said.
"What?" exclaimed Excadrill, eyes wide.
"Every knife and fork?" asked Cofagrigus.
"No, a few butter knives are left, but all of the sharp ones have vanished!"
"The killer is a step ahead," growled Beheeyem.
"What do we do?" asked Audino.
"Well, why don't you hear a plan Beheeyem and I have come up with?" asked Bisharp.
Beheeyem sighed, before he began to talk. His voice sounded bitter and reluctant.
"I've thought of a risky plan, but we all need to agree to it first," said Beheeyem. "Chandelure, give everyone a strip of paper from your notebook."
Chandelure looked confused, but obeyed, tearing out paper. He gave everyone a piece.
"We have all heard new facts about our fellow guests," said Beheeyem. "And now I'd like for us all to throw in a vote for who we think the killer really is."
"Wait…we're just writing down who we think the murderer is?" asked Excadrill.
"That's pretty much it," admitted Bisharp. "After that, toss your paper into this box."
Bisharp placed a small box on the table, before he wrote a name down on the paper and tossed it in. Beheeyem followed suit, and everyone else soon started scribbling. At last, Krookodile tossed in a piece of paper. Beheeyem took hold of the box.
"So…I was thinking that if we took a vote, the one with the most votes can stay outside for the night," said Beheeyem.
"Are you crazy?" asked Cofagrigus. "That would make them easier bait for the killer!"
"Unless they ARE the killer," pointed out Beheeyem. "We lock them out. If no one dies that night, we have a suspect. If someone inside dies, then we can rule someone out."
"But that's still horribly risky!" said Audino in shock.
"So is staying on this island," said Scrafty, shrugging. "Why not do it? I'm game for a gamble."
"You're too reckless!" hissed Audino.
"Well, we'll vote now," said Beheeyem. "All in favor?"
Beheeyem and Bisharp both raised their hands. Haxorus reluctantly raised his, with Gothitelle and Mienshao following suit. Surprisingly, Jellicent agreed, and after that, Chandelure, Scrafty, and Krookodile all agreed to it. Audino, Reuniclus, Cofagrigus, Scolipede and Excadrill were outnumbered.
"So, we have a majority," said Beheeyem.
"And what if someone refuses to leave the house?" asked Cofagrigus.
"Then sadly, force may be required," said Bisharp solemnly.
"So, let's tally up the votes," said Beheeyem. He took one out.
"One for Bisharp." Bisharp rolled his eyes.
"One for Chandelure." Chandelure looked appalled at that.
"One for Scolipede." Scolipede gulped.
"One for Audino." Audino looked astonished to hear her own name.
"Another for Scolipede. And…well, I see I haven't been forgotten. One for me."
Mienshao was shocked at how calmly Beheeyem accepted his vote. She would've been horrified if someone voted for her.
"One for Krookodile. And another for Bisharp. And a third for Scolipede."
Bisharp and Chandelure were both frowning now, while Scolipede was muttering under his breath, counting the votes.
"…another for Bisharp, and one for Jellicent."
Jellicent gasped, but before she could make a protest, Beheeyem overrode her.
"Another two for Scolipede, and another for me."
"So…?" asked Excadrill nervously.
"With four votes, Scolipede wins," said Beheeyem. He looked at the giant bug.
"You're going to make me sleep outside?" croaked Scolipede.
"Unless you'd prefer to get locked in the basement," said Bisharp smoothly.
"What if the killer comes after me?" asked Scolipede, horrified.
"You'll be able to hear them coming," said Excadrill, shrugging.
"Yes, and they have weapons," growled Scolipede. "How the hell do I defend myself?"
Beheeyem sighed. "After we lock down the house, we'll toss you something from out the window, alright?"
"Like what?" asked Scolipede, skeptically.
"We'll figure something out," said Beheeyem. "Can we just lock you out already? I'm rather tired."
Scolipede glared at him. "It's because I'm homeless and broke, right? Ever since Bisharp accused me of stealing his-"
"Maybe it's because you're trying too hard to defend yourself," interrupted Bisharp coldly. "If you just accepted it instead of fighting the vote, maybe we'd suspect you less."
Scolipede sighed. "Ha. What do I have to lose? Nothing…alright, I'll go out there. And when I prove I'm not the killer, you'll all see! Just make sure you toss me that thing to defend myself with."
"Right," muttered Cofagrigus sarcastically.
The fourteen remaining guests headed to the foyer and faced the door. Scolipede stepped forward, glancing back at everyone.
"Is this the only way?" he asked. "Can't there be some other alternative? There's got to be."
"This is the best one we have right now," said Mienshao. "I'm sorry, Scolipede. To be honest, I didn't vote for you."
Scolipede looked back and gave her a small, grateful smile. Mienshao's eyes widened, before she gave him a smile back. To be honest, Scolipede had toned down a little since the beginning. And she could understand why he had been so bitter- losing everything you had was a pretty horrible thing. And at that revelation, instead of sympathy, no one trusted him. Mienshao hoped he would be alright out there…maybe if they survived, they could actually be friends.
Scolipede sighed and opened the door. It was a dark and cloudy night- the moon was covered. It was quiet…the only sound was the waves slapping against the beach. Scolipede glanced back.
"Remember to give me some sort of weapon, alright?"
"I promise," said Beheeyem, nodding. Scolipede stepped out, heading down the steps.
At that moment there was a tiny noise. Scolipede looked down. "What the…?"
He tripped over a rope, his heavy body tearing through it. Scolipede fell down the stairs, breaking more ropes as he went. Scolipede managed to see something flying towards him. Was that a knife…?
"SCOLIPEDE, MOVE QUICKLY!" shouted Chandelure in alarm.
But Scolipede couldn't move quickly enough. Tearing through all of those ropes had sprung a trap as all of the sharp kitchen knives came flying at the bug. Scolipede tried to get up, but the first knife knocked him down. After that, the remaining knives embedded themselves in the giant centipede's body.
HACK! HACK! HACK! HACK! HACK!
Mienshao wanted look away, but she couldn't. Jellicent, on the other hand, covered her eye, while Audino covered her ears to try and drown out the sounds of tearing skin and Scolipede's yells, with Excadrill turning up his music to achieve the same effect. Beheeyem held Gothitelle back, while Scrafty dropped his cigarette in shock. Krookodile and Bisharp exchanged a shocked glance.
Soon, there was silence. Audino was about to run down, but Haxorus held her back.
"We can't risk setting off another trap," he warned quickly.
"We have to do something!" she whispered.
A low moan came from the centipede's body.
"Dear Arceus, he's still alive!" whispered Chandelure, floating down.
"Chandelure, wait!" commanded Beheeyem.
"I know about the traps, but since I can float, I won't trigger them!" said Chandelure, floating down to Scolipede's body. He looked around.
"He only missed one string. Let me set it off quick."
Using his flames, he burnt the remaining rope, and a knife flew quickly across the staircase, but missed Scolipede's body. Chandelure nodded, and Audino rushed down, followed by Mienshao and the others. Audino began examining Scolipede's bloody form at once, while Mienshao ran down and faced the dying bug. Scolipede looked up at her, blood dripping down his face.
"So…got your…proof yet?" he asked, a faraway smile on his face.
Mienshao cradled his head in her lap. "I'm so sorry," she said quietly. "None of us expected this to happen."
"I figured as much," said Scolipede, a trace of sarcasm in his tone.
"How is he?" asked Krookodile.
Audino shook her head. "I can't do anything without my medical kit for this. If it was just one knife, he'd have a chance, but…he's already lost too much blood. All we can do is wait for him to finally…"
She turned her head away, sniffling. Haxorus patted her on the shoulder.
"It isn't your fault. We know you're a good nurse…you saved me after all."
Krookodile and Excadrill kneeled down next to Scolipede with Mienshao, while Cofagrigus floated overhead.
"Sorry, pal," said Cofagrigus, his normally grinning face solemn.
"None of us expected this…you just got really bad luck," said Krookodile.
"Yeah, yeah…," muttered the bug, wincing in pain.
"Just relax," said Mienshao, wiping some blood off of his face with her fur. "Just take some deep breaths and relax."
Scolipede nodded. He was a strong one…after about fifteen knives in his skin, and several others cutting it open, he was still alive. But his struggle was gradually subsiding, with his heaving chest starting to slow.
"I'm gonna leave now," he mumbled, closing his eyes. "Leavanny…tell Whirlipede and Sewaddle that I'll…be back in the morning…"
Mienshao nodded. Scolipede sighed, before letting out a final breath. His head immediately felt heavier in Mienshao's paws as his chest finally slowed to a halt.
"Well, I hope you're satisfied," growled Krookodile, up at Beheeyem. "You and Bisharp just killed another guy on this island!"
"Krookodile, cool it," said Scrafty, blowing a smoke ring off his cigarette. "It was just bad luck. If Chandelure or Cofagrigus had been chosen, they would've floated over the ropes. Scolipede was just unlucky."
Krookodile scowled at Scrafty, but didn't argue. He just growled under his breath before stomping back up the steps.
"I'm going to bed. And my door WILL be locked."
"He has a point," said Mienshao, scowling at Bisharp. "He was innocent, and he's dead. So, when do we hold the next vote."
Beheeyem didn't respond. He just stared at Scolipede's body, muttering to himself.
"What?" asked Excadrill, looking at Beheeyem worriedly. The extraterrestrial just shook his head.
"Nothing. No matter. Everyone, lock their doors tonight. Haxorus, take the body inside. We'll take care of it in the morning."
Cofagrigus frowned down at the body.
"Well…one less suspect at least," he said.
Reuniclus shook his head in dismay. "That isn't funny, Cofagrigus. I thought it was him!"
"Well, apparently you thought wrong," said Chandelure. "And so did I."
"Well…I like Krookodile's idea of going to bed," said Mienshao bleakly. "Who knows? Maybe I'll wake up and this all will be a nightmare."
One by one, the contestants went to bed. Scrafty was the last to go up, but he stopped, glancing at the box that had held the votes. He opened it up and looked at it, examining all of the names that had been written down.
"The sad thing is…the last few deaths, the host didn't kill anyone," he muttered. "We did."
Puffing his cigarette, he walked past Scolipede's body, laid on the couch, covered by a blanket. Patting the bug on the head, Scrafty walked upstairs, leaving only a trail of cigarette smoke in his wake.
000
I have to say, this is my favorite chapter so far.
And so Scolipede died. I hope you're all satisfied, because he was one of the most suspected characters in the story. This chapter was meant to throw everyone for a loop, to take a huge asshole of a character and make you sympathize with him. I hope that's the effect I achieved.
Okay, for starters, not all of the stories are revealed yet. Some characters are still hiding something- and funnily enough, there have been some obvious questions no one has asked.
I also liked Mienshao, Krookodile, Audino, and Scrafty in this chapter. Mienshao and Krookodile both showed hotheaded and gentle sides, while Audino truly showed her horror at everything happening on the island. As for Scrafty, he's quite the philosopher when he isn't flying high and super wasted.
And so, Scolipede was hacked to pieces. Rest his soul. I felt really bad about killing him, and I got a little emotional (not crying, but I felt really, really bad). Scolipede was one of my favorites, so…
Scolipede: Review…that goes for all of you people who thought it was me! You got that?