Waaaaah! Waluigi here. Continuing my stoooory. Since most everyone had gone into the sewers to hunt for the heist thieves, I thought I'd go and play a round of tennis while I planned my next move. Actually, my tennis had a point. I had heard that there was a informant who played there. Someone who could provide me some information on what was going on see. A sort of stool pigeon if you will. The only catch was that you had to beat him at his game. A couple of power shots later and once again, Waluigi stood victorious. So, I asked my informant just what the word is on the streets.
He said word had reached him that, if you put the lime in the Coke you nut, and drink them both together, it will make you feel good.
As I pondered this cryptic message, police cars raced by. Asking some bystanders what had happened, I learned that there had been a death. I hurried to the scene. Turns out, it was a sewer. Coppers were going down to find a body that had been reported to them. Well, thanks to my slim physique, I just casually walked over to a sewer drain and slipped my self in. I rushed through the sewers in the hopes of beating the cops to the victim. As I turned into another pipe, I tripped and fell face first into the sewage. Ohhh, it was lousy. Getting up, I turned to see what I tripped over.
Turns out, it was the victim, a metroid named Shift Key. I remember seeing it briefly when I had arrived in town. Examing the body, I saw the metroid had been forced fed great quantities of booze. In its weakened state, unable to think clearly, it then latched onto a block of ice. While it was frozen to this block of ice, a group of thugs bashed its brains in with some lead pipes. By the way, if you ever get a chance to examine a dead metroid, I highly recommend it. They have a really neat squishy head, almost like Jello. And when you pat the squishy head, it makes a funny little boinging sound. Anyways, after I finished playing the Super Mario Bros. theme on it's head and collected all the information I could from the scene, I hightailed it out of there. Frankly, there's only so much poo gas a person can take.
Emerging into the bright daylight sun again, I pondered my next move. Who would be affected by this metroid's death? Then it came to me in a blinding flash of pain as I hit the pavement. Never stand in the middle of a road after emerging from a sewer. Vehicles don't expect it. Since I wasn't sure how much time I had to get to my suspect, I only let the doctor at the hospital bandage my head instead of putting it into a cast. Stopping only to get some Jello at the Hospital cafeteria, (the metroid really got me craving some) I hurried to the one person who might have a connection with the metroid, the dark space pirate commando. I had also seen him at the docks and the information I gathered from the metroid seemed to indicate that at one time, it was the pet of this pirate commando.
I tracked him down to a seedy hotel called Aether Prime. The hotel clerk gave me his room and name, Sir_Stabbalot. I hurried up to his room only to find the door ajar. Entering the room, I saw that the commando had died. It had overdosed on phazon. Someone else had already been through his room though. It had been ransacked something fierce. I did my own my examination but could find nothing. Who ever had been there before had taken all information on this pirate commando. The only thing I knew about him was his name.
I decided to stop at a local pub to gathered my thoughts of what had happened and see if I could make sense of the clues that had been provided. As I nursed my drink, I kept my ears open and listened to the conversations around me. The big rumo going around was that the hiest gang had fled to the abandoned warehouse district and was hiding out there now. It seems a group of people were going to get together and conduct a search party of their own. I decided I would check back with my informant to see what he had to say on the day's events. So, I hit the hay and got up the next morning.
The second day went something like this: