Part 34: XXXIV - Hot Stripper Assassin Action!

Velvet Velour told us that the undercover hunter who's hounding her is now hiding in the Sin Bin. It sure is a small world, what with Velour's club being across the street from the Sin Bin. Likely this was a strategic choice on the hunter's part, as the Sin Bin would allow her to still keep close tabs on the club, at least in theory.



According to the sign pointing downstairs, she may be too busy shaking her ass to perform any meaningful hunter activity.

In any case, we could begin searching for the hunter downstairs, but we could also talk to our friend Flynn, try to get information on her, or set up some sort of private dance -- a perfect opportunity to kill her in private. We'll try speaking with Flynn, as we can always search on our own later.



You got a girl who works here with a broken heart tattoo on her back?

Uh... yeah, Chastity. She works downstairs in the booths. But if you're lookin' for someone to, uh, trim your hedge, heh, heh, I got better girls than her. She ain't exactly... adventuresome. Know what I'm talkin' about?

I'm sure she'll do just fine.

Alright. It's your dollar. But if you want a private show, you're gonna have to wait until the booth customers clear out. The girls don't come out for one-on-one action until then.



So be it. Given where we are, it's unlikely that the booths are empty.



There are three booths; two of them are occupied, the first by one of Chunk's many siblings. He is completely engrossed in the show, thus having no time for us.

If you look closely at the dancing girl's back, you can see that she doesn't have a heart tattoo. She's not our girl.



The second room is taken by another just-as-unresponsive customer. We can see a different girl dancing, but we can't get a good look at her back.



Instead of waiting, we move into the empty booth.



Five dollars poorer, we now see that our mark is indeed on-stage. Well, probably our mark. That heart doesn't look very broken to me. Yet murdering her now would be a mistake. She's in plain sight of at least three people, and we're supposed to do this in private, not to mention the immediate trouble it would cause us.



Instead, we've got to find some way to clear the scene -- first by emptying those booths. Where better to start than the locked manager's office?



After passing a lockpick skillcheck of 5, we picked up a fancy watch off of a filing cabinet. A computer terminal sits on the desk behind us.



peepshow. That's probably what we want, controls to the whole shebang. Of course we're first going to go through everything else. What LP do you think you've been reading?

>inventory



What follows is a list of erotic titles.

playfulrabbit posted:

Playful Rabbit: Video-Erotica for Couples

-Hazy Lens Simulated Copulation 7
-Lukewarm Passion Theatre: The Minister's Wife
-Petticoat Dreams
-The Dowager's Driver
-Playful Rabbit's Hotest Peninless Sex Scenes Revealed
-How Scandalously Ribald!
-A Collection of Girls Staring Longingly Into Each Others' Eyes, Set To Saxaphone

That last one I assume is the title of a Panic at the disco song. It certainly fits their MO of capitalizing every word and being obnoxiously long.

beastmastur posted:

Beastmastur Productions: The Finest in Fresh-Faced Feathered and Furry Frolicking

-National Anthropomorphic Explorer: In search of the Wild Madagascar Tree Choad
-Lady Chatterly's Woofer
-Big Game Humper 4: Furbound
-Global Goose Chase 19: The Wet Hot Waterfowl of the Nile
-Rooby-Roo in: Rhymes with Ruttspucked
-Yetifelcher

j pron posted:

J Pron: Hottest Import Features

-Schoolgirl Everything
-Platooning
-Soiled Train Seats
-Mangalicious Androgyny
-Prove She's Not 18!
-Mechapunani
-When Tentacle Met Orifice
-The 2004 Enemasters

I'll wait for you all to clean up before we proceed.







Let's continue.

>logfile

The password is sinner. No-one said the manager of a peepshow/porn shop would be creative.

jennifer posted:

Jen's totals ;-)
-CR $100
-CR $250
-CR $250
-CR $150
-CR $250
-CR $550 (2 customers)
-CR $150

kerri posted:

Kerri's totals
-PS $240
-CR $350
-CR $750 (donkey show)
-CR $250
-CR $250
-CR $350
-CR $250

chastity posted:

Chastity's totals
-PS $120

How fitting that Chastity is lining the owner's pockets with the least amount of money. As VV let us know before, that's our girl.

>private
Password: dirtydog



'dmp'?



If you couldn't get Flynn to tell you this through conversation, this is the other way to progress in the quest.

'big john' farm posted:

John's finally left the acting side and has behun to produce films. As expected, he's stickin' to the farm stuff. He said to contact him at 1(888)555-0101

That guy needs help.

We now move on to the peepshow directory. The password is, again, sinner. You know that advice that you should use different passwords consistently? I genuinely wonder who follows it.

status posted:

Window 1: MALFUNCTION. Override unavailable.
Window 2: Operational.
Window 3: Operational.
Notes: Parts on order for window 1. -FB

If you're not putting two and two together, what this means is that we can't close window 1 through the lockdown command. Booth 1 is occupied -- it's 2 that's empty. We'll need to find an alternate solution to get rid of the watcher in booth 1. Either that or the problem will work itself out. Perhaps when the dancers see that windows 2 & 3 have been closed, they'll stop of their own accord.

Only one way to find out.

>lockdown



The windows in booths 2 and 3 close.



Despite repeated attempts to reopen window 3 à la money, it doesn't budge.



Visibly upset, the man kicks once at the window; a futile endeavor to be sure.



Beaten, he leaves the room with a sore leg and, I assume, a throbbing erection in his pants.



Melissa can add 'gave a pervert blue balls' to her growing list of accomplishments. Now let us see what lies behind door number one.



Chunk numero dos stands stock still, staring through the open window. It looks like the show has ended, so let's just assume he'll wander out on his own.



The door leading to the stage is locked, predictably. Yet we unlock it with ease, step through the doorway, and...



Uh...



Kind of odd that she cares so little we broke into break room^₁ next to the stage. The color of her hair signals us that she isn't our target, which means our mark is still on-stage. Since going to do this without any witnesses, we can use this situation to our advantage.

_{1. It even has a water cooler.}

[Persuade] How about a freebie for me in the other room?



The "pleasure palace" turns out to be another shitty room down the hallway. Works for me, as Kerri here is no longer in the picture...



The hunter is still on-stage...



And it appears the last possible witness is now walking away.



Chastity remains dancing on-stage, seemingly oblivious that no-one except for Melissa is watching her. Works for me. Here's hoping that these walls are soundproof.

As soon as we walk on-stage...



A fucking katana materializes in the hunter's grasp. Great.



I don't doubt that a trained hunter can recognize a vampire on sight, but having the ability to spontaneously create a katana out of thin-air leaves me skeptical. Regardless, it's time for another

Boss fight!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eL4Vbw6pthI



Chastity knows how to wield a blade. Taking repeated strikes from her would certainly leave us in critical condition, but that's only if we don't activate fortitude.



Now it's hot katana on katana action here in the basement of the Sin Bin. I'm unsure if that 14 damage is from Melissa's katana, or the fact that Chastity looks to have impaled herself with her own.



Even with fortitude, Chastity is nothing to laugh at. I mean that this fight isn't a cakewalk, not that a stripper wielding a katana isn't funny.



With enough skill you can bring her down. Now we just walk away, hoping these walls are soundproof, and peruse back to Velvet like it ain't no thing. What do you mean there are puddles of blood in the peepshow right after I went in? What do you mean Chastity got murdered after I was asking for her? I have no idea what you're talking about. A solid plan indeed.



Oh and on our way out



Window 1 decides to close on its own. So much for being inoperable.



Well it's a good thing that happened, because Chunk #2 decided to come back right after it closed. He inserts $5 in the machine, and...



Uh, don't mind all the blood. Perfectly normal at this time of night.



Before we leave, let's check in on Kerri. She waits for us in the "pleasure palace", the throne being a shitty wheelchair.



I think you can guess what type of pleasure Melissa's wanting right about now.












This note hangs on the wall. I'm unsure as to what tips can be given through a solid glass window. Maybe they slide it under the door with a note as to who it's for.




In any case, we've done all that there is to do in the Sin Bin. Back to Vesuvius.





Velvet.



About that hunter... that hunter's dead.



There will be others. You'll have to do the same.

Or she could get another lackey to do it.

Yes, I'm quite a compelling subject, I'm sure. Hopefully, though, I'll have some lovely young Kindred by my side to protect me.

Don't count on it.

If you can't appreciate just how generous the gift of my presence is, maybe you should spend your time indulging in something more suited to your tastes... like a carnival, or perhaps a rodeo or something.

It's starting to stink in here, think I'll do that.

As we turn to walk out...



That one of your "boyfriends"?

David Hatter's an aspiring screenwriter and hotel manager. He comes in more often than he would admit - several years now. Poor dear just can't get a break. I overheard him talking about his new screenplay with one of my girls.

That's right, we met him at the Luckee Star.



He's writing a movie about the Bush administration?

No... it's about Kindred.



No Xmas bonus?

Death. I'm afraid poor David's big break, the screenplay he's worked so hard on, must be destroyed, and his less than silent partner must be... executed. I know David too well - I'm very fond of David - and I'm too close to do what needs to be done.

She sounds like every bad co-worker right now: make every excuse as to why you can't do your own work, and pawn it off to someone else.

You're asking me to destroy Hatter's screenplay?



This sounds like a problem your trying to pawn off on me.

David's such an endearing and creative fellow. If I did this personally, I'm sure he'd never speak to me again... and that would just break my heart.

Is there anything that wouldn't break your heart?

Fine. I'll do it.

David works at the Luckee Star motel. He's very passionate about his writing - he loves to talk about his craft - I'm sure he'll talk about his screenplay. It may take some persuasion to get him to give up his collaborator's name, however.

Sounds good for a couple of laughs.

After this is over, I promise you'll have my complete attention.

Oh yeah, I'm sure that'll be worth it.

I'll come back with David's screenplay.

Before we go, let's collect our reward for the hunter quest.





VV sent me over. She said I could have a freebie.

VV sent you? Oh, right. She paid for you in advance. She told me to give you whatever you wanted. Shall we go back to the private rooms?

Sounds like a fine idea.

Just follow me. We're almost there.



Back in a private room...



We're good on blood, so...

Hm, I'm not hungry right now, so get wild for me!



A few odd hip motions later, and the dance is done. I guess you can watch it here if you really want to.



Next time it's on to dealing with David Hatter and his mystery source.



Appendix: More information on Hunters