Taking Out The Trash

"Great Shogun's Braces, what happened here!?" exclaims the blob wearing the hat with WHIPHYYG printed across the front.

The other blob glances nonchalantly at your body. He has GAWLLUMNI printed across his hat. He turns back to Whiphyyg. "This your first time at a storymurder scene, kid?"

Whiphyyg nods, causing his eyeballs to fall out. Quickly he scoops them up from the stone ground and pokes them back into his head. "Y....yeah, it is, Gawl. Shogun, what a mess! Are they all this messy?"

Now Gawllumni nods, but keeps control of his eyes. "This has got textbook written all over it, sonny. You saw the previous episode as we came in, right?"
"Yessir."
"And what did you glean from that?"
Whiphyyg takes a deep breath, causing his body to expand threefold. "Well, I guess the single word posing as some sort of plot development was a big giveaway. Not even a sentence. And it was all in Largeletters, another classic clue in this type of investigation...."

"Good, what else?" urges Gawllumni.

"Well, the choices themselves didn't feel right to me, either. I mean, choosing whether to rot or stink? Surely they go hand in hand? And something about singing showtunes, or more specifically SINGING SHOWTUNES! As though using all Largeletters and Shoutmarks somehow increases the hilarity inherent in the surreal contrast between death and musicals."

Whiphyyg pauses for moment, looking around.

"And if I'm not mistaken, we're currently existing in the present tense. Not much of an indicator on its own, but with the other evidence it all adds to the portfolio. Storymurder One."

Whiphygg looks to his superior, Gawllumni, who merely smiles contentedly. "They trained you well at the Academy, Whiphyyg. Glad to have you on the force. Now let's clean this place up...."

1. Meanwhile.....

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