WEEK 3: April 15th - April 19th

[cartesio]

Third Week

The peaceful times are over. Moloch von Zinzer was murdered, and Nine was sentenced as his murderer. Everyone in Cartesio knows that.

Although life goes on, it seems the town of Cartesio isn't going to forget the tourists' transgressions. Not only they commited larceny in the cinema, they also murdered and executed in their town! It's no surprise their hospitality towards the visitors has cooled down considerably.

Not only they're maintaining a tense cordiality with them, they also have started talking behind the visitors' backs. All kinds of rumors are starting to sprout, yet nobody seems to be willing to say it to the tourists' faces. Talking directly to most passerby makes them distrustful, and nobody seems to want to be in close quarters alone with them.

It's only matter of time before the relationship between tourists and Cartesio starts degrading even further.

In the lobby of the motel there's a few more brochures, and the maps have been updated once again.

Links

IC Rules
Guestbook
Room Assignments
Events
Locations
NPCs
Activity Check

Sunday
Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday

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

Comments

[marmoron]

That supposed to mean every room, every floor?

[CHRIST SARGE WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS....]

[relieable]

[a shrug here. he doesn't know, but he's going to start shaking his spray can to get it ready.

he's got red. you want red, too, Keith?]

[marmoron]

Clear and helpful as always.

[Red's a mighty fine color, heck yeah.

He doesn't actually have his own can of spray paint cuz uh... he saw a fence and just... kinda climbed it to scope things out while everyone else was crowded around the buried box. Hrm.]

[relieable]

[he found the note at least! without meaning to...]

Here! [he tosses the spray can to Keith because he wants to go help those magic earth and plant people]

[marmoron]

[He catches the can and grins.]

Thanks.

[Finally, he'll actually holster the gun and give the can an extra shake for good measure. He turns to face the wall and... you know what? Despite everything, all the breaking and entering, snooping around and whatnot? Keith isn't exactly big on vandalism for the sake of vandalism and he's at a tiny bit of a loss of what he's even supposed to be spray painting here.

In fact, he just kinda... ends up holding the nozzle on the can down for about five seconds, spray painting the exact same spot on the wall without moving his arm or anything.

That's it. That's his masterpiece.]