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

[chiefminion]

Something like that. Making us not be able to buy stuff would be a way to punish us if we disobey him.

[He wouldn't be surprised if someone particularly defiant finds themselves without money. True, everyone else could buy stuff for that person, but it'd still be rather inconvenient]

[marmoron]

Guess I should start stockpiling some food from the convenience store.

[An idle thought; it's not strictly necessary considering there are probably a few supplies from his bounty at the hunting store. Point being, he has about zero intentions of doing exactly as told.]

[chiefminion]

You plan to fight him that badly?

[He completely understands that and fully supports you, but on the other hand, that seems a little reckless]

[marmoron]

[There's a pause. A longer one. He's never really been good at listening to people, taking orders. A perpetual disciplinary case until fairly recently. But this goes beyond instinctive defiance or standing up to the Sergeant's bullshit.]

I need to get back as quick as possible. That's all.

[chiefminion]

You got something urgent to return to?

[Moloch makes a note to himself: don't be alone at night with Keith. Just in case]

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[marmoron]

You could say that.

[Understatement of the century. Keith drops eye contact, looking back down at the various scraps of metal littering the junkyard.]

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[marmoron]

[Finding yet another rusted knife amongst the junk, he gives it a firm tug by the handle and scowls.]

Why are there so many of these just lying around? How long have these been out here for them to have rusted this badly do you know?

[chiefminion]

Let me see.

[Moloch takes one of the knives that are loose in the pile, and takes a close look. He doesn't like what he sees]

This is stainless steel! It shouldn't be so rusty and damaged, despite the exposure to the elements. This may not be normal rust. [He turns it around, trying to take a good look at the corrosion] Everything in this junkyard is coated in the same thing. I dunno what made it happen.

[It's a bit too soon to know for sure, all he knows is that there must be a factor he hasn't considered yet]