It was a dark and rainy night in the lands of Offtopic, yet there was joy. A party was in play, a party, with a killing end. Little did the Offtopicans know, that one of their own was a killer..... The party was in full swing, every major member of Offtopic was there. The priest of Bernthal, Xombie, the lore master Titan Ringleader, stealth masters Ironninja and ChubbyNinja, the mechanical Toaster, the Speaker of the Deep, his friend (or enemy) Lord Graviton, the presidential robot of Cell-3, the state (agent) Wyoming, the only law in town, Lee the Sheriff, the most recent member of Offtopic, Tiger, and finally the Ultimate loot crate, eager to steal everyone’s money....and drinks. It all begins, with the dinner guest arguing. Graviton was talking to Speaker at one end of the room, having a civil conversation with each other. “-blam!- you man! The void is not meant to be all dark and shit just to be edgy!” Graviton was yelling. “Bullshit, it is the only way Grav!” said Speaker. Towards the center of the room, Wyoming and Lee were discussing cases they had received. “Look, there is a possibility that Nighthawk isn’t making a new society for fruit loops. The court has already made its choice,” Wyoming said. “Oh really? Then why is he not here? Is he just dead to rights?”, replied Lee. “Ugh, sometimes I wish I could just butcher them all.” Towards the front of the room, Tiger was attempting to argue with Xombie. “I’m telling you man, cookies just aren’t working anymore! You gotta upgrade to cakes!” He was saying. “People just don’t think the cookies are healthy enough. If you go to the cakes then you can lose the skeletal structure and maybe be a real-“ “Listen vile beast!” Xombie retorted, “I don’t need no furry jungle animal telling me what I can and cannot do! Bernthal desires us to have cookies in his honor!” Tiger sighed and simply sat back in his chair. “Alright alright alright...I get it.” Across the room, Cell-3 sat down, accompanied by another copy of himself, but with blue eyes, Cell-9. Ringleader saw this, and questioned, “Cell, why did you bring a copy of yourself to the party?” “...Yeah, I thought we agreed no clones/robot copies were allowed to parties,,,” said Loot Crate. “Hey hey hey hey! It’s all part of the plan for the play! Heard the host loves surprises,” said Cell-3. He turned to Tiger. “Besides, he is at least not-“ “A Furry woodland beast not worthy of our attention?” Speaker commented as he drank his wine. Tiger glared at them. “Ha, ha, ha. Remind me to slice your curtains next time we have a party at your-“ ChubbyNinja interrupted the whole night. “Ahem! May I have your attention please?” Lee turned to look at him, suddenly becoming very giddy. “Ooh! Speech!” He grabs a glass and hands it to Chubby, then takes his seat again. Chubby continued after he sat down, “As you all know, I called this party for a special occasion! And I’m sure that some of you will not like it.” Toaster sighed, “Is this where you all say I’m banished again?” “What? No! That’s reserved for next week, replied Chubby. “I’ve called you here for another special occasion.” Speaker chimes in this time, “Is it about my army of Tigermen that I created? I got the blueprints from the furry!” Tiger yells at him, “I’m not a goddamn furry you dark degraded piece of-“ “No it’s not about that...” Chubby says. “...is it where we get to steal Irons swords...?” asks Loot Crate. “No...” Chubby was becoming annoyed. Graviton piped up. “Is this a raise so we can finally get those stripper chim-“ “NO!” Graviton slumped. “Aw man...” ChubbyNinja cleated his throat. As I was saying, you should all have envelopes under your seats. Grab them please.” “Ooh! Xombie are we getting some memes?” Ironninja exclaimed. “Haha fat chance in-“ Xombie opened up the folder, only to find himself with a copy of #Density salt next to him. “Chubby what the -blam!-?!” “That’s right! Look upon your sins! You all have blood on your hands!” Chubby yelled. Speaker saw a picture of his bank and it’s darker secrets. Loot crate saw the plans he made with EA. But it was Tiger who got the worst one. He unfolded it, and presented it to the room. “Why did I get a picture of hello kitty?” “Oh shit that’s mine! I wonder where it went” said Ring. “Shit I knew I had an extra,” said Chubby. When Tiger received his second envelope, it was a picture of him next to a shower. “OKAY LISTEN HERE YOU! That shower had it coming!” “Yeah and the bank was Rings fault, not mine. Besides I’m not Serpent anymore!” Exclaimed Speaker. “Doesn’t matter! You all need to pay! But, this isn’t about me, it’s about you!” Yells Chubby. “You all may have sins, but one of you is guily of cold blooded, MURDER...” Everyone was in shock. “But whom?!” Yelled Ringleader. ChubbyNinja replies, “I dunno, but whomever it is, I’m gonna turn into the Ninjas and get filthy rich!” “Okay, what’s to stop us from deleting you from Offtopic instead?” asked Graviton. “Well, I got this”. Chubby pulls out a banhammer, and takes a swig from his drink. “And tonight, the murderer shall...shall...shall....ack!” Chubby begins to cough. Tiger jumps up and tries to help him. “Chubby! Don’t die!!” But it is too late. The night of mystery and murder has claimed its first victim. One consumed by his rage and greed, and now, there were 11 left.. Part 2: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/251615289/0/0