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

[robitussin]

I fancy myself getting out of here alive, and it seems like knowing as much as possible will help with that.

[She tilts her head, though, glancing at him.]

I'm not the one who has it listed on my miniature biography, though.

[burgerprince]

See, you're doing a great job already.

[He folds his arms.]

I've dabbled in it.

[robitussin]

...Thanks, I guess.

[She moves past that after a moment, expression curious.]

Yeah? When was that?

[burgerprince]

Shortly before coming here. Small-town murder kind of deal.

[A shrug.]

[robitussin]

And you were investigating it instead of the police because...?

[There's a healthy dose of skepticism in her voice.]

[burgerprince]

Because the force of the police has nothing on teenage sleuths.

[robitussin]

...I can't tell if you're serious or not, and that deeply concerns me.

[burgerprince]

What if I told you we found the real culprit when the cops didn't?

[robitussin]

Then I would be both impressed and even more deeply concerned.

[But, because she's curious:]

What happened?

[burgerprince]

If you want to know that, you might need to sit down. It's a long story.

[robitussin]

...There aren't exactly any chairs here, and I feel like if I sit on the floor it's going to cave in. I mean, we could head to the diner, but I'm not sure if you're finished in here.

[burgerprince]

Walking and talking it is.

[He can do that, examine this place and narrate at the same time.]

It all started on July 4th, with the disappearance of Jason Blossom. Local rich kid and football star.

[robitussin]

Was that his real name?

[...]

That's probably not important. Go on.

[burgerprince]

It’s real.

[Everyone in Riverdale has the stupidest names, blame Archie comics.]

Turns out he wasn’t missing. His body washed up in sweetwater river, bullet wound through the skull. Jason was dead.

[robitussin]

...Well, that sucks.

[An understatement.]

So how'd you get roped into it all?

[burgerprince]

A girl named Betty Cooper.

[There's a fond smile.]

Set me on the path of investigative journalism, instead of writing about it all as an outsider.

somehow this notif got away from me, shakes fist

[robitussin]

Yeah? How’d she do that?