WEEK 2: April 8th - April 12th

[cartesio]

Second Week

Seven days have passed. Quite peaceful days, almost too peaceful. The town has welcomed you, excited to see tourists for the first time in many, many, many years. Some may have liked the peace, others may have been annoyed by it, but it was undeniable Cartesio seemed like such a nice and safe place it was hard to believe you had been told to kill each other.

But the threat is still up in the air. What's more: how much patience does the Sergeant have left?

Every time you take a look into the Lodge, you see the Sergeant. Lately he's looking more and more annoyed. Even though you can't see his face, you can feel he's getting frustrated. How long will it be before he lashes out and does something about these peaceful days?

Nobody in the town could suspect the harrowing times that'd befall Cartesio.

When you wake up on Sunday, you'll find new maps in the map rack and brochures on the table, showing places you hadn't noticed in the town before. Enjoy!

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[Welcome to the second week! If you want to contact the Sergeant, please post here!. Also please remember to submit your activity check!]

Comments

[snideper]

[Clarisse comes out of her motel room early, looking like a kid on Christmas morning, which could almost be cute if 1) she had any capability of smiling except Like That, 2) literally anyone else was doing that, and/or 3) she wasn't carrying a fancy new, kind of fuckoff huge bow around.

She's thrilled.

She makes swift way to the shooting range behind the hunting shop, where she cheerfully adjusts the string and fires arrow upon arrow from the shop into the center of the target. When anyone approaches, she shifts a little to acknowledge noticing them without turning away from her work, but no one even gets glared at! Yet.]

shooting range

[burgerprince]

[Don't ask why Jughead's in here looking for a record player. He's running out of places to ask.]

Shooting the screen just wasn't enough for you?

[He's STILL UPSET]

[snideper]

[without turning to look at him, so she can follow through with her shot:]

I shoot inside, it's a problem; I shoot outside, it's a problem. All you do is complain.

[burgerprince]

You'd think the problem might be with the shooting part.

[snideper]

What a stupid problem to have. You're wasting your breath.

[thunk goes the arrow into the target, and then the next.]

[burgerprince]

And you're just making yourself suspicious.

[Or a target, but he's not saying it.]

[snideper]

Don't think I don't know where I stand. What's it even matter to you?

[burgerprince]

Where would that be?

[Please, enlighten him.]

It's just an observation. Figured you might not have realized it yet.

[snideper]

[pausing exactly long enough to roll her eyes as dramatically as is physically possible]

All this stuff about how suspicious I am isn't news to me and hasn't been since they put out all our info on day one. Any moron who thinks that makes me a target is going to regret it.

[thunk goes the arrow. she absolutely did that on purpose.]

[burgerprince]

[He watches the arrow go, and drops that line of questioning. If Clarisse wanted to be like this, then so be it. He’s not going to try to go all My Fair Lady on her.]

Yeah, I’m sure that screen is really regretting picking a fight with you now.

motel

[streetwolf]

[Oh it's her... Wayne's suddenly rethinking his plan of dumping the monstrosity he got from the casino on the first girl he saw. Cause what the fuck is he supposed to do with a 7 foot tall teddy bear?

So he shuffles it to his side. And stares for a moment.]

You can smile...[Does that count? It's like Meryl when she starts swinging a beer bottle around. ]

[snideper]

[well she's not smiling anymore]

Yeah, and what's wrong with your ugly mug?

[streetwolf]

[Look he's crying a massive bear with legs that make up half it's body. It's head keeps flopping on him too, it's kinda annoying.]

What's wrong is I'm wondering how I miss timed trying to throw this thing on one of the kids to run into you smiling.

[snideper]

—Yeah, actually, where did that thing even come from?

[congratulations she is momentarily distracted from her SHINY NEW TOY]

[streetwolf]

Casino. They gave it me for breaking the locals' records. Its not really my thing though.

[He waggles it, making its head and arms flail.]

[snideper]

That's the dumbest thing I've ever seen. Might make a good target, though.

[ah, back to the shiny new toy]

[streetwolf]

Aww really you'd do that to him? [He makes it's head flop forward.] ...It is. I was going to throw it at someone and see how that went.

[Just a moment-] That's not from the shop is it?

shooting range

[goturshit]

[ kinzie casually Observes, nbdnbd ]

I see someone found a fun new toy.

[snideper]

[Kinzie's pretty cool, actually, so far as Clarisse is concerned; she can stay. Clarisse doesn't pause target practice or look away as she speaks.]

Sarge left my bow for me after the errand he thinks we did for him. My bow, not the garbage I've been shooting with the past week.

[goturshit]

Well, you definitely know how to use it. I assume you've been shooting for a while.

[snideper]

Soon as I could hold an arrow, I was shooting 'em. [this...isn't much of an exaggeration, actually......] You're definitely not gonna find a better archer than me around here.

[goturshit]

If there is, I definitely haven't seen one. You'd give Rama a run for her money in the archery department.

[snideper]

I don't recognize that name, but I don't doubt I could upstage her, too.

[cl...arisse......]

[goturshit]

[ clarisse......

but that doesn't make kinzie upset or anything, at least ]

I mean she is from my universe. If you did, we'd have to... talk about it, or something. Anyway, why the interest in archery? You seem more like a sword person.

[snideper]

[clarisse has never met this rama person and she is already completely assured that she could take her on easy]

Sounds like a pain. [talking about things, she means...... thunk goes yet another arrow into the target.] Do I? What gives you that idea?