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

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NPC conversations:

Diner:

[you know, the woman in charge of the Diner seemed pleasant enough. And after the Sarge had proven useless for conversation, Mako figured it was time to start interviewing the locals.]

Excuse me ma'am?

[unlike a certain paladin, he's polite.]

Police Station:

[this conversation he feels more certain about-- and possibly more suspicious about. He's been to Ba Sing Se. He knows how corrupt law officers work. So, he's just got to be on his guard.]

Has anyone tried to report a kidnapping yet?

[blunt, to the point.]

PC interactions:

[Well to start with, he's investigating the hunting shop... and honestly, he looks utterly confused at how all of this works? Bows and arrows he gets, but the guns? A total mystery. But he can tell it has something to do with the range outside.

But later, he's writing down everything he knows in the lobby. he seems pretty into his work. but he's not full blown conspiracy theorist. not yet anyway.]

Diner

[cartesio]

[ It seems a slow day at the diner. Of course conversation is welcome. ]

Oh, no need for that. Just call me Lucille, or Mrs. Mitchell if you really insist. What can I get for you?

[browbeater]

Well...

[he considers how best to handle this, since he doesn't recognize any of the items on the menu.]

What do you recommend?

[cartesio]

Depends on what you're in the mood for. Are you a breakfast all day kind of young man?

[browbeater]

Not really.

[he admits readily enough.]

What's something that's good for lunch?

[cartesio]

Well, I've been told I make the best ham and grilled cheese in the whole town.

POLICE STATION NPC

[cartesio]

[The agent who's sitting at the reception desk looks up. She had been filling paperwork. Hum...one of the tourists. She sighs tiredly]

No. Trust me, a kidnapping would be unprecedented in this town. If someone had reported such a thing, it'd be the talk of the town.

[Nanette's giving him a break because he's an outsider, yep]

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[he pauses at that... If he just said he was kidnapped, he'd sound insane. so time to play along a bit.]

Because the town is that small?

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Because it's peaceful. [She actually smiles a little when she says that] Some of the younger people here say it makes it boring, but it's better when nothing happens. That's why this is a nice place to live.

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[peaceful...]

Huh. What type of crime do you typically see? Theft, burglary, murder...?

[he doesn't bat an eye]

[cartesio]

[Nanette taps the pencil against her chin, pursing her lips. It actually takes her a moment to think how to answer that]

We almost never have crime. The last time someone made a report was because they thought they had seen an intruder sneaking through the window. It actually was a cat dragging a coat into the house. That was weeks ago.

[In other words, the type of crime they usually see is...nothing. Crime is almost nonexistent]

lobby

[odasaku]

[ well today has definitely been A Day.

but oda's coming back to the motel with the gun and ammunition he managed to get from the hunting shop before keith did...whatever stupid shit he was trying to do.

but it's mako writing that catches his attention, so he'll walk up to him. ]

What are you writing?

[browbeater]

[he glances up when he's spoken to, and. Narrows his eyes just slightly.

he remembers his profile because it had some details that... well. stood out to him.]

Everything I've learned so far. Why?

[odasaku]

[ he can tell the suspicion on mako's face and oda is almost certain that this has something to do with the guestbook.

ah well. not the first person to dislike him, won't be the last. get in line, mako.

that said, he still talks to him evenly, as if not bothered by the obvious tension. ]

Mm, no reason. I guess it just stood out to me; that you were writing. [ a pause ] What have you learned?

[browbeater]

[he closes the book.]

That we're all here from seemingly different worlds. That this isn't new to at least two people I've met so far.

And a few theories.

[he stands.]

I'll figure out more as I go, though.

[odasaku]

[ oh. oda gives mako some space, nodding with what he says. ]

That's a lot more than I've thought up, at least. I guess all I've thought is that this place is a little too...calm. It's weird, kind of.

Lobby

[quickpersuader]

[Ah, writing. He looks pretty into it, which gives Kino the impression it's something important as opposed to idle work to keep one busy.]

Making a report?

[It's a lazy, haphazard guess. There's a gun holstered at Kino's hip, if someone actually explained to Mako what those are.]

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[who knows if they have, though he does look up and make a slight note of it. But his notes are pretty detailed, and he's keeping track of everything he finds important so far.]

More like note-taking what I've heard and observed so far.

[quickpersuader]

[Definitely peering to look at them, if he'll let Kino get away with it.]

Ah. Trying to crack the case?

[browbeater]

[he's not shying away from it! so have a look-- as much as she can read anyway.]

Yeah. I don't understand what Sarge or this town is up to-- but no time like now to try and figure out what exactly's going on.

[quickpersuader]

[Gonna try to read it then, especially the part about the Sergeant.]

I wonder if the town is actually in on it...

hunting

[linearcrash]

[ He's there to look for a spear or figure out a makeshift one. Maybe a fishing harpoon could work?

Then he sees the navidork, Mako Mako. ]

Yo. [ Lifting his hand and then he tilts his head towards the guns. ]

Hey, it almost looks like you've never seen a weapon before.

[ He says it like it's a joke. Cause there is no way someone hasn't seen one, right? ]

[browbeater]

I've never seen these weapons before.

[a quick correction. he's only unfamiliar with the guns!]

What are they?

[linearcrash]

Huh? You're not joking?

[ Then again...he seems kind of like one of those serious types. ]

They're guns. They can do some serious damage, yo.

[browbeater]

I have never heard of a gun in my life.

[bluntly]

And I'd assumed they're dangerous given everything else that's here.