THE FINAL INVESTIGATION

[monoguests]

[...well, that was a thing.

It doesn't matter much now, because Monobear appears to have died. Whether or not he'll be gone long, however, is another matter of debate. It's time to act - and it's time to act fast.

When the group exits the courtroom, they will find themselves in a lush island landscape. The fifth world. If they look back at the door, they'll see they've left out of A GIANT STONE MONOBEAR HEAD...if he thinks hard enough, Luigi will get familiar vibes.

Regardless, the group of campers doesn't appear to be out of the fire yet. While the ocean hangs all around them, there's certainly no way off the island...is there?

All-Too-Tranquil-Music blasts from a speaker above the stone Monobear. It's time to move, Smashers.]

Comments

[monoguests]

[There's a really big blunderbuss in the bottom drawer, a neatly folded pirate coat in the top drawer, and the rest of the drawers are filled with bananas.]

[superstylishschism]

[Ick, guns.]

I'm starting to think whoever stocked this ship was just a little bit banana brained...

[But okay, let's check the pirate coat. Any pockets?]

[monoguests]

[Yes. The pockets it has are loaded with gold doubloons.]

[superstylishschism]

[Is there anything unusual about them? And is there anything else in the pockets?]

[monoguests]

[The doubloons have bananas on them.

...they may have been in the register Alastor checked in the camp store in like week 1 ider it's 1am]

[superstylishschism]

[Okay, moving on...anything in the bed? Hopefully nothing bright yellow with a peel...]

[monoguests]

[The bed isn't anything out-of-the-ordinary, it's pretty huge - it could probably house up to three of you guys. Look! It even has some really comfortable-looking pillows!]

[superstylishschism]

[Why. But he's nothing if not thorough, so checking under the bed.]

[monoguests]

[There's some cannonballs, presumably ammunition for the previously-mentioned weapon.]

[superstylishschism]

Sheesh...I wonder if this guy's ever heard of overkill. I think I'm gonna head out and keep looking around the deck.

[And so he does! How's that steering wheel look?]

[monoguests]

[Perfectly usable.]

[superstylishschism]

[Alright. Let's give it a turn left and right, though, just to make sure nothing's rotted out of sight and going to snap...]

[monoguests]

[Yep! There you go. It's in-shape.]

[superstylishschism]

[Then it's time to head down and examine the breaks in the hull. Something's been bothering him...does the damage look new?]

[monoguests]

[Not really. But if the bananas are any indication, someone has been on here recently.]

[superstylishschism]

[That's what's bothering him. The ship's been here a while, but it's full of cargo that rots quickly...he can't help but worry. Not that it's going to stop him from checking out that crocodile shaped hole.]

[monoguests]

[What about it? It's shaped like a crocodile. It's really cartoony.]

[superstylishschism]

[Does it go anywhere?]

[monoguests]

[Out the back of the ship.]

[superstylishschism]

[Is there anything inside the ship through it?]

[monoguests]

[It's located on the stern of the ship, well above sea-level, as though the occupant was trying to escape. There is a nice breeze flowing through it. Jumping out of it would lead you outside the ship and jumping into it would lead you into a storage room filled with rum and barrels.]

[superstylishschism]

[In the vague hope of finding something more provisions-like than bananas, he's going to check the barrels that are probably just filled with more stupid yellow fruit.]

[monoguests]

[They're filled with bottles of Banana-Flavored Rum.]

[superstylishschism]

[At least there's no peels involved. Is there anything that isn't rum in the storage room?]

[monoguests]

[Why would a pirate ever have anything but rum in the storage room?]