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

[relieable]

[don't mind him. he puts the rope he was holding onto back, trying to act cool, casual]

And, what do you do on-duty?

[goturshit]

[ a light shrug, and like it's the most normal thing in the world: ]

Mostly hunt down and kill terrorists, stop supervillains from destroying countries, that sort of thing.

[relieable]

[oh. oh man. she's cool. really cool. dude, she's out of your league. back away slowly.

...he's not backing away. in fact, Osomatsu's eyes widen, sparkling even at her explanation]

Y-you hunt down terrorists and supervillains? Like, for real?

[goturshit]

For real for real. Got my own energy cannons and everything, or at least I did before I came here.

[relieable]

[whoa!]

I'm not sure what energy cannons are, but that sounds hella cool!

[goturshit]

Damn right they are. I miss them... but not in a Scheherazade way, which I just realized will make no sense to you like the second after I said it.

[ she sighs ]

She talks to her swords. They have names.

[relieable]

Oh... Well, I mean, if I had swords, or guns... I would probably give 'em names, too. [and he'd probably tell them how cool they were, in private]