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!]

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WEDNESDAY - APRIL 4th

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millium's wednesday of woe

[doublelammy]

[diner]

[Millium is here, and there's a slice of pie that sits uneaten at her spot from yesterday.

Millium herself is standing in front of the jukebox, rapidly swiping her card and entering something quickly. She does this for a solid two to three minutes, before returning to her seat with a cheery smile on her face.

Any other residents of the diner will be greeted with the following for roughly the next half an hour:

♪♫♬WOMP WOMP WHAT'S NEW PUSSYCAT, OH-OH-OH-OH-OH♪♫♬

At first, it might just seem that this song is really long. Way longer than anyone who knows it will remember. But after the first three repetitions, it's likely other patrons will catch on to precisely what she's done.

After that, the song will finally, finally change.

♪♫♬It's not unusual to be loved by anyone...♪♫♬

And there might be some sighs of relief throughout the diner. It's a peaceful little interlude, a nice upbeat break from the aggressive what's new of the pussycat.

Unfortunately, a break is all it is. Because after it fades out...

♪♫♬WOMP WOMP WHAT'S NEW PUSSYCAT, OH-OH-OH-OH-OH♪♫♬

Millium Orion could not be any prouder of herself if she tried. Thanks for asking.]

[saladandeggs]

...”What’s New, Pussycat” is a lot longer than I first thought. It has something of a...dip in the middle, as well.

[Frasier muses to himself.

After three repetitions, his head is in his hands and he’s crying.]

[protectandselfserve]

[Oh. Oh, this is hilarious, even if it's a little mind-numbing. But, well, he's gotten pretty good at tuning things out over the years, so he's able to eat his burger-minus-noodles with no real reaction, other than an amused smile...

...at least until It's Not Unusual kicks in. He has to wonder, so he puts the burger down and waits...

...

And when What's New Pussycat comes back in, he begins laughing uproariously and applauding.]

[odasaku]

[ oda's pretty calm about it as he eats his lunch. he probably notices that the song is repeating by the third time it plays.

when the song changes, oda glances around curiously, before returning to his food. maybe the person left or--

or not! because when what's new pussycat begins to play again, oda can't help but snicker into his food as he listens to the song again. ]

[robitussin]

[It takes a few minutes for Natalie to realize that the song is just repeating... And repeating, and repeating. Once she realizes it doesn't seem to be stopping any time soon, she frowns and makes her way over to the jukebox itself.

She spends at least several minutes desperately entering her card and trying to select different songs, before she realizes that it's not going to work until the current selections are done. As such, Millium gets the pleasure of seeing her gradual descent into despair as she starts bumping her forehead into the metal of the machine continuously, muttering:]

Why, why, why...

[duckrotation]

[Don't mind Rose sitting at a booth that's as close to the jukebox as can be in the diner.]

You know, the last time I heard this song was at a funeral- Not a funeral for a human though, it was for a worm. His name was Spock... And he was the love of my life.

[marmoron]

Police Station - Investigation (Morning)
[Boxes mostly sorted and organized in his motel room (it's an absolute fire hazard in there), the most ridiculously armed in town is up and about once again. This morning, Keith is heading to the police station because there's information there that he wants corroborated. He enters the premises, sticking out like a sore thumb in his paladin armor, and starts looking around for wherever the police keep their records of previous cases.]

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[At the receptionist desk, Nanette looks up. Oh, another one of the tourists. Not too far from the reception desk, there's a short hallway, and beyond it, stairs. The sign on the hallway informs administrative offices are just around the corner on the ground floor]

Good morning. Do you need any help?

[Got an excuse to sneak further into the place, Keith? Or some way to get Nanette away so you can sneak in there?]

NEWSPAPER

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[Weather report: temperatures increase during the day, in contrast to the colder winds in the night

It's said we shouldn't judge people for what they do if it doesn't hurt anyone, but people around the town keep wondering why the visitors express interest in the local junkyard. The most common theory seems to be they came to Cartesio to search for metal they may not have at the places they came from. The person in charge of watching over the junkyard informed they have picked up several knives from among the pile of scraps. Coupled with Mr. Keith's known affinity towards weapons, could it be the visitors are fans of weaponry? We invite our readers to mail your theories and thoughts.]

Strangely enough, the mailing address is blurry in all newspapers. Must be a printing error.

[In the meantime, the local clinic is starting to stock up on medicine to counter any cases of tetanus these explorations may bring.

Shark alert: After unforeseen circumstances, the shark alert is brought back after one day. Sharks are described as 'made of paper, and strangely cheerful'. This reporter's conclusion is that someone has a lot of free time in their hands.]

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[Although a clinic is mentioned, you're not able to find it while wandering around the town]

[doublelammy]

[Today is the best day of Millium Orion's entire life.]

[linearcrash]

[ He squints at the paper and after a moment or two he's going to laugh. ]

They think she's a loser, yo.

[ That's what too much time means, right? Also acting like he wasn't roped into helping at all ]

Some npc bothering

[streetwolf]

[Wayne wandered. He wandered all over the place with his hands in his pockets and hood pulled up. He didn't seem to have much of an end point no matter what route he took. Alleys or main streets, he took the most direct path.

Around midday he stops at the abandoned building though. Going round the back to get inside. He doesn't go too far in, keeping within running distance of his entrance. ]

This place is a lot worse than I remembered it… Didn’t think the fire got this far…

[It's only mumbling and he pauses looking back over his shoulder when he hears someone approach.

Once it starts to get dark he heads to the Tavern. Not to drink, just to talk. It's not Rose's place or the blackmarket but there has to be some gossip here. So he settles at the bar, and starts badgering the bartender. Waving the debt card. ]

Just some juice. You know of any jobs going round for when this thing runs out?

[Even if that doesn't work he can eavesdrop. Drunk guys are dumb. He even tries the darts board for a bit. Some throws are amazing and some are so far off its a surprise no one got hit.

He'll head back to the motel… At some point.

[cartesio]

[ Juice, coming right up! ]

Hey there, man. Ohh, ya know, I think the local oil refinery'd have some openings. It had an expansion recently.

abandoned building

[clearities]

I didn't think the fire got this far, either... but then again, I was only in the main areas near the motel.

Abandoned building

[silvertongueheir]

I suppose it may have been destroyed to prevent the more enterprising types from creating some kind of signal to the outside. Though I doubt it'll actually stop those outside from finding us. I know my team's scientist is quite capable.

cw suicide (park, specifically)

[pursuitofdeath]

[At this point, they've done the best investigation that they can with what they have. Scouting and questioning... well today, it would seem that it's as good a day as any to relax a little and take it all in.

...or maybe the truth is that Dazai is just being useless, but all appearances. He starts his day in the park where-- he may just surprise you by appearing very suddenly, just hanging from a tree. Hanging upside down by his legs... it would seem that he's. Maybe testing the strength of the tree branch? Doing an exercise?? Knowing this man, it's probably Very Bad.

But later in the evening he stumbles into the tavern.

...ah if this doesn't just bring back memories.

Where he'll wistfully enjoy a strong drink or two at a slow pace. The deep, melancholic look on his face may indicate that this is your best chance to see past the ridiculous facade he's put up regarding certain subjects.]

park

[unfashionably]

[ Too bad he doesn't actually know Dazai. To him, this looks like some very familiar shenanigans. Which is kinda nice, even if having someone pop out at him was kinda surprising. ]

Hey, man. How's it hangin'?

Tavern

[marmoron]

[Keith isn't in here for the booze, he's in here waiting for the tavern owner to show up for another round of twenty questions. Presumably, the guy's nowhere to be seen because their conversation went so well on Monday and Keith doesn't exactly blend in with the crowd with his paladin armor.

But there he is, on the barstool next to Dazai since the guy can't hide forever, right? One look at the guy's maudlin face
should have been enough of an indication to full steam ahead ignore, but Keith makes the mistake of accidentally engaging.]

What?

park

[robitussin]

[Even if she's trying her best to settle into this place for the time being, Natalie is still incredibly wary at nearly every moment as she wanders around. That might be why she jumps when she sees Dazai appear seemingly out of nowhere, hanging upside down.

It's enough that she exclaims:]

Holy shit, what are you doing?!

park

[pecker]

Oh no... is the sky about to fall again?

[Why is this just what people do with the trees here. You all have too much free time.]

npcs pls!!

[clearities]

[ Sakura wakes up a little later than usual on Wednesday-- being someone that isn't a morning person doesn't help much, either. But she's going to be searching out for any of the residents of Cartesio to see if she can't get information off of them. ]

Excuse me...! I was wondering if you could answer me something really quick? I'll try not to be a bother.

[ "Try" being the key word, anyway. Of course, those who are around can also notice what she's doing as well, too. ]

[cartesio]

[ She flags down a woman just leaving the diner, with a smile on her face. ]

Oh, hello dear... What is it you need?

[relieable]

[it's Wednesday, and things seem to be... okay, so far? Osomatsu's met a lot of really neat people! he wants to meet more.

in the morning, he spends a good amount of time in his room with the door open, which means you're welcome to visit! he is thinking about the past couple days, and he wants to do something fun with someone!

by the time he goes into the lobby of the motel, he's grinning. time to look for a pen and paper. the newspaper inspires him! he wants to do art! or maybe make stuff to play a game with. you may see him busily going around, looking for art supplies.

in the evening, Osomatsu has settled down some. he's getting homesick already. he ventures to the gas station to see if he can find some rust-b-gone, or something similar to that. it occurs to Osomatsu that he has absolutely no idea how to properly clean a knife. it's possible to see him looking confused as he walks through the few aisles]

morning

[unfashionably]

[ At first, Sting waltzes on by (more like jogs if you wanna get pedantic) Osomatsu's room. Then, he realizes the door was open and he backs up. Literally backs up instead of turning around and then he peeks in.

Open doors are basically invitations, yeah? That means he's absolutely free to cause whatever mischief he wants in here. Not that he would. He's a good guy, y'know? Definitely not the kind to get up to shenanigans. Especially with his neighbor. ]

Hey, got room for one more?