cartesianism | WEEK 1: April 2nd

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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[And correctly so.]

Ummmm.

I dunno. I wasn't really planning on specific locations. I just wanna stick all these up all over town.

[She shows him her pile of paper sharks. It's sizable, but definitely not an actual billion.

Probably fewer than one hundred or so.]

Well, I suppose the most effective strategy would be to place them where whoever writes the newspaper can most conveniently find them. Though I do not believe there is a single building for that.

But I dunno where the newspaper guy is. So I was just gonna stick 'em everywhere so they had the best chance!

[...well, he supposes he's in for the long haul. But if they're going to do this, they'll do it right.] I know which locations are likely to draw the eye easiest. I suppose I can instruct you on that as well.

[Welcome to hell!]

Yay! All right, let's go, go, go~!

[She divides her pile of sharks into two, then shoves one of those piles into Franciscus' hand without warning. Equally without warning, once that's done, she reaches out and grabs his wrist to start running off again.]

Tell me when to stop!

Wait, Jimmy- [The name comes out without thinking, and while his mind reboots itself he ends up letting himself be dragged along until they're near the hunting shop.]

Stop here.

[Huh?]

Jimmy?

[Still, obediently, she skids to a stop near the hunting shop.]

I apologize. You simply...reminded me of one of my teammates, back home. He had a tendency to do that as well.

Haha... the way you talk, you kinda remind me of somebody I know, too.

[She'll elaborate if he does.]

So. Where around here?

You'd probably like him. He likes giving people nicknames, too.

[He gestures at the door of the shop.] The doorframe is a good place to catch the eye of anyone walking past. Generally, it would be better to place them higher up, since it seems the population of this town is mostly adults, and that would place them at eye level. The windows would work as well, though those should be placed closer to where the merchandise can be viewed.

I think you might like Jusis, too. You're both all put-together n' analytical and have no idea what to do with me.

[She grins, catlike. She knows she's throwing Franciscus off at least a little, and that's part of the fun.]

Okay! I can get the windows, but you're taller, so you prolly oughta get the door.

[She immediately gets to work making little tape rolls for Franciscus to use, and just as immediately decides the best way to store them is to just lightly stick them to his sleeve.

Welcome to hell.]

[Why did he agree to this. Still, it seems to be keeping her in a good mood, so he starts quickly plucking them off and sticking them to the back of the sharks. He adjusts his hold a bit so that some of them are fanned out.]

You can simply place them on the backs directly. There is no need to use my clothes as storage.

[Okay, but see, now he's made a critical error: he told her not to do something, which means she now absolutely has to do that thing.

She very quickly makes five more little tape rolls, placing one around each finger and then putting her hand on his arm before sliding her fingers out and leaving them there, smiling the whole time.

She heard him, and she sees his reasonable offer. She just doesn't care.]

[...yeah, she's definitely a tiny Jimmy. He quickly starts sticking sharks on the doorframe to free up his hands, watching her and attempting to try and intercept her next time she tries to stick tape on his suit.]

[Thankfully, she has her own sharks to stick up, so he'll be free of her nonsense for at least a few minutes.

Once she's applied a shark to every window she feasibly can, though, it is time for part two of her cunning evil plan.

Running around to stick up sharks means she slips out of Franciscus' view for a bit, which means now is a great time to try to apply some Stealth Moves. The desired end result: sticking an entire shark to Franciscus, just because she can tell this annoys him.

Operation, start!]

[He's actually getting into the rhythm of things somewhat, taping up the sharks in the most eye-catching pattern he can make. It forms a sort of pair of arrow-spirals, pointing symmetrically at each side of the door at eye level. So she can probably sneak up behind him without being noticed for now, at least.]

[Insert your chosen spy sneaking music here, because she's going for it...

And slapping a shark right in the middle of his back, where it should be hardest to reach from either direction.]

Gotcha~!

[He actually leaps forward and startles before spinning around.] Did you just tape one of those to my back?

[She just smiles at him, as innocently as she can manage, which is definitely an answer in and of itself.]

[He stares intensely at her for a moment, one of his hands reaching behind his back as casually as possible to try and shift said shark, before it drops back.]

...alright, you got me. Could you please remove it now?

[That just makes Millium laugh, but she does in fact go and remove the shark.

And the tape, even though she considers leaving it there.]

Ehehe... fine, fine. But only 'cause you said please!

Thank you. [He looks quite relieved at that.] Are you satisfied with your coverage of this place, then?

Yep, I think we're good!

Onward, ho~!

[And she's just gonna grab him and start dashing off again. Rest in pieces, Franciscus.]

WEEK 1: April 2nd - April 6th

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suggesting we end thread here just so we don't get bogged down