WEEK 1: April 2nd - April 6th

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Peace Week

Sunday must have been exhausting for you, maybe even upsetting. A new town, new faces and a an ominous order from a man without a face... who wouldn't be a little frightened? Hopefully, all of that is forgotten when you climb out from under your blankets this fine Monday. Rise and shine! A new morning is a new start!

If you make your way to the lounge, you will find a few copies of the local newspaper provided for your perusal. Once you go outdoors, you'll find the weather forecast 100% accurate. It's pretty impressive.

It seems that quiet mornings like this are going to be your everyday life now. Maybe you should see this whole stay as a vacation? Go out and explore the town, meet your fellow motel guests and meet the townspeople. They're sure to welcome you with a smile!

This week's special in the diner is lemon pie made with love (and a top-secret recipe)

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[Welcome to the peace week! This week there won't be a murder nor a task. Enjoy the peace while it lasts! If you want to contact the Sergeant, please post here!]

Comments

[marmoron]

That's what the bear traps are for.

[It's said dryly, but there's a faint smile as he says it.]

The bathroom might hold a couple of boxes if they don't all fit in there.

[chiefminion]

[At least you're taking this metric ton of merch with a sense of humor, Keith. Good for you!]

You should try selling this stuff once we finally can leave. That should make this hassle worth it.

[marmoron]

[Keith grins at that. He has a sense of humor really! It's just not a side of him that shows much when he's, y'know, stressed.]

You're sure you're a mechanic and not a salesperson, Moloch?

[chiefminion]

If I get a good cut out of the profits I'll change my career.

[Hah! He knows he's nowhere charismatic enough to be a good salesperson. He's just playing along]

[marmoron]

I'm not promising anything.

[Still grinning, he turns away from Moloch to go grab another box from the boxocalypse.]

What made you become a mechanic?

[chiefminion]

I was trying to get away from the farm -- my brothers wanted to leave, too. We wanted more than just a life in a farm, so we left and got into someone's army. Got assigned as a mechanic.

[And things went on from there. He's pretty good as a mechanic and has learned a lot, and he's kind of proud of that]

[marmoron]

Huh. I didn't figure you were the military type.

[chiefminion]

Where I come from joining someone's army may help keep you out of trouble -- by shunting you right into the trouble itself, I guess.

[It was only matter of time before something happened anyway, he figures, so he thought it'd be good to be in all that in his own terms]