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

weapons store

[doublelammy]

[Stare...]

Y'know, getting all the big stabbies and shooties isn't gonna magically compensate for anything.

[I'm so sorry about her]

[marmoron]

[sdhkjal;; the truly dumb thing about this is that this is going over Keith's head. He's giving her a look.]

Why would I need to compensate for something?

[doublelammy]

Man, I bet that's what you say to all the girls when they ask why it's so small...

[Millium sighs, resting her cheek in one hand and cupping that elbow with her other hand. Men!]

[marmoron]

[Girls? What. Why. Why are they talking about dicks now.]

How are these things supposed to be related? You're not making any sense.

[doublelammy]

[Sweet Aidios how is he this dense? Didn't he attend school?

Sure, Millium was only at school herself for like half a year and most of her perverted jokes were picked up from her coworker, but still!]

I'm saying you're trying to use the weapons to make up for the fact that you have a small penis.

[As bluntly as humanly possible.]

1/2

[marmoron]

How does having weapons make up for something like that?

[The weapons are for a different kind of banging!!]

2/2

[marmoron]

And quit talking about penises! You're weirding me out.

[YOU'RE LIKE A LITTLE KID!! STOP THAT!]

[doublelammy]

'Cause you're mad that you don't have a big'un so you want people to be impressed by somethin' else. Obviously!

[Well, SHE doesn't seem upset by the fact that this is a conversation that's happening.

I continue to be sorry about her.]

[marmoron]

[She's getting the flattest of flat looks here.]

You need some serious help.

[doublelammy]

[Keith's getting the same in return.]

I'm not the one buying up the entire hunting store.

[marmoron]

Look. I don't trust any of you guys with a gun or any ofher weapon, alright? I don't know about you, but I don't plan on ending up with a bullet in my face because some idiot decided to do what the Sergeant said.

[doublelammy]

And you really think any of us can trust you with all this?

All this does is make you way better at killing all of us.

[She doesn't even sound upset about it. It just... is.]

No matter how you look at it, though, one guy buying all the dangerous things ever 'cause he thinks he's better than everyone else, that's something you gotta make fun of.

[marmoron]

Laugh if you want.

[It's not gonna stop Keith from Keith-ing.]

Either way, I guess none of you have a choice but to shut up and trust me.

[Cuz that sure is him handing over that debit card.... ]

[doublelammy]

Or we could just break into your room and steal stuff.

It's not like lockpicking is even hard.

[She's not stopping him from handing over the card, though. You're welcome, hunting store clerk?

There's probably a rule against breaking into Keith's room and stealing his stuff, but hey. Those are for people who don't make a habit of punching things open with their robot.]

[marmoron]

[Set the bear traps by his door, got it.]

Don't push your luck, Millium.

[He isn't looking at her, still preoccupied with the details of this transaction that's happening. He's waiting for the "sorry sir, the total exceeds your available credit." Any second now cuz this place can't be this ridiculous, right?

Any second now.]

[doublelammy]

[She smiles.]

Ooh~ so you did read the guestbook! And you even remembered my name! [Heeee.] You already like me that much, huh~?

[Sorry, what was that? She's here to push her luck as far as she can, just because Keith told her not to.

Truth be told, she's waiting to see what happens with the transaction, too, though. How much money has she actually been given?

Can she buy... infinite pie?]

[marmoron]

Whatever makes you feel better about yourself.

[THE AMOUNT OF FUCKS HE DOES NOT GIVE ABOUT HER TEASING.

Still looking at the clerk, eyebrow raised when he just gets handed a receipt and the instructions to sign off on the purchase. Now that gets a reaction.]

Seriously?

[Messed up. Beyond messed up. But he's still signing that receipt.]

[doublelammy]

...Woah.

I can't believe that actually worked.

[She actually does sound pretty mystified, putting her hands up on the counter and peering over as Keith signs.]

...Man. If we get infinite money, though, you're totally wasting it here! Have you even tried the pie at the diner?!

[#PRIORITIES]

[marmoron]

[Neither can he, but he;s doing a pretty good job of recovering from his surprise here. But he does turn to look at Millium again once that receipt is signed.]

No...? What kind of pie is it?

[Vaguely curious, he hasn't had pie in literal years. Then abruptly:]

Wait, why are you surprised? Weren't you here before or whatever.

[How is it not everyone's instinct to immediately test the limits of their highly abusable resources!]

[doublelammy]

Lemon. It's really yummy. The lady says it's made with love! And I guess love is pretty delicious.

[Oh, wait, he's asking her another question.]

Yeah? I was buying food then, too.

I don't want an entire store fulla guns n' stuff. I want Lammy back. This is all dumb to me.

[marmoron]

[There's a pause. She's pretty damn harmless, even if she has a mind full of dicks.]

Who's Lammy?

[doublelammy]

[Ha ha ha ha but it's not like Keith would know that.]

My robot friend.

[Pros: She has learned the meaning of the word robot. Cons: She still does not understand why this would be weird to people.]

[marmoron]

[Well done, Millium....

Keith seems... not surprised, exactly, but his expression wavers -- like, she'said something both familiar and vaguely upsetting. He busies himself with putting his receipt away, teeth grit a little, while the clerk rambles about how the goods will be delivered. ]

If you plan on seeing your friend again, you best be sharp about who you piss off, kid.

[That isn't a threat, but his tone is terse enough that it doesn't necessarily sound like advice either.]

[doublelammy]

...Ehehe.

Or maybe people oughta be a little more sharp around me? Even if you have all the stabbies and shooties in town, that doesn't mean you should underestimate people just 'cause they look little n' harmless.

[That's not a threat, either, and she sounds as cheerful as ever, but... sure is a vaguely unsettling way to word it if it's supposed to be advice.]

[marmoron]

[Speaking of the stabbies, Keith moves away from the cash register. Now that all of this stuff is his, he's making a few choice selections to arm himself with before they get to work on packaging the lot of it.]

You saying you're a double agent for the Sergeant?

[Her words don't register like a threat, no, but they do remind him that her guestbook entry had mentioned some experience with espionage.]