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.

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Comments

[robitussin]

[Hmm...

Time to head that way and take a closer look at the machine!]

[doublelammy]

[+1 sassy lost child]

[carbide]

[...Olympia might be positioning herself between Millium and the center of the machine.]

[doublelammy]

[wow rude at least SHE spoke up about it being dangerous]

[carbide]

[she's just trying to keep you out of the potential explosion!]

[doublelammy]

[oh ok in that case thanks friend]

[carbide]

[NON-EXPLOSION BUDDIES]

[cartesio]

[Seems to be some kind of...large machine. From the inside there's a lot of gurgling and gears spinning. Pipes come out of the top, spreading throughout the rest of the building. This thing's receiving crude, and the end result falls down chutes into other parts of the building.

Seems to be a rather important part of the interior of the refinery. No wonder you're being told to do this]

[robitussin]

...Okay, vandalism is one thing, but I feel like messing with this could seriously fuck things up for people.

[prayerwheel]

This...doesn't seem like something we can hack away at with reckless abandon.

[ like "will explode if not careful" ]

[carbide]

[This looks like something that has a reasonable chance of blowing up when it's vandalized.

...

What? Are you expecting Olympia to vocalize that thought or something? Don't be silly.]

[doublelammy]

Umm...

This kinda stuff, it's dangerous, isn't it? Like... explodey-fiery-dangerous?

[robitussin]

Yeah, can we all try to not die? Like. More than usual.

[doublelammy]

Maybe we can just... press some buttons and turn it off...?

[robitussin]

...You mind standing back if some of us try?

[quickpersuader]

[Kino might be sticking towards the back of the group for that reason.]

[marmoron]

[Yeah. Yeah, this shit is definitely important. And there's definitely a reason people are hesitating before doing as told on this one. Lots of good reasons.

But fuck it, he's not leaving Cosmo with the Sergeant. And he's also not going to waste time moralizing with people over this, so...

He'll just jam a wrench between two gears.

This'll definitely buy them enough time to get out and might be easy to fix if someone gets here quick. Right?]

1/2

[cartesio]

[In a kinder universe, maybe.

In this universe, the wrench is jammed pretty well between the cogs. The machine sputters to a stop, the crude stops flowing in and out. Slowly, the lights everywhere dim a little. The sound of machinery all throughout the building stops.

Way to go, Keith]

Oh, come on!

[And from across the catwalks, there's a rather frustrated man, with several astonished workers behind him, as well as Sakura and Gant. The man steps forward, lifts a hand to his face...

2/2

[cartesio]

[...and takes off the mask]

Please tell me that won't take ages to fix!

[...a face only three tourists will recognize.

Say hello to Rean Schwarzer, Refinery Foreman]

1/2

[doublelammy]

[nani

the

actual

fuck]

2/2

[doublelammy]

R-Rean?!

[YEAH, SHE SURE AS FUCK KNOWS THIS FACE. WHAT THE FUCK??? WHAT THE FUCK,]

[clearities]

Hoeeeeee-- you're-!

[snideper]

[fuckin. draws back and points an arrow at him as soon as he storms in just on fuckING INSTINCT

SHE DOESN'T SHOOT. BUT. LIKE. SHE'S READY]

[quickpersuader]

[Kino's eyes dart between Millium, Sakura, and the new people. There's definitely a revolver drawn, though it's currently pointed at the ground.

That can change pretty quickly, however.]

[marmoron]

[Keith's already lept back and away from the machine, gun raised -- also out of instinct because that's what you get for just barging in here and surprising him???

He doesn't shoot, he's not thaaaat trigger happy, But he doesn't look away or lower that gun either.]

One wrench is stuck between two gears. Don't waste the time chasing after us and it might be something you can fix quickly.