Week 5: April 29th - May 3rd

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Fifth Week

Everything's getting worse. Rose Nylund and Frasier Crane murdered Jughead Jones during the event Jughead worked so hard to organize. Given some of the townspeople were in attendance, it didn't give a good impression -- if the visitors did this when trying to be good people and get along with Cartesio, then how will they behave once they get into destroying everything? The cruel method of Jughead's death also left everyone quite horrified, too.

That may be why it's no surprise the town's quiet unrest is slowly turning into real, tangible fury.

During the week, from time to time stones break some of the windows of the motel, looking outside shows a random passerby running away. Graffiti is left on the walls: 'SEE IF YOU LIKE THIS' 'MURDERERS' 'YOU'RE GOING TO DESTROY US ALL', and other similar messages. Some of the store owners hesitate when the visitors approach, but they don't refuse service because money is always nice.

The Sergeant's pervasive influence is starting to cover not only you, but also the entire town of Cartesio. After all, everything that's happening to you and the motel? It's the result of what you and the other visitors have done.

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

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WEDNESDAY - May 2nd

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NEWSPAPER

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[Weather: Fog covers the town, low visibility. The fog will be gone by sundown.

In a rare occurrence, several of our residents have spoken in defense of the visitors.

During a routine poll to find out the current opinion of the residents of Cartesio -- 73% have a negative opinion of the tourists' actions -- some of our newer residents have said they believe there must be something else going on. "A group of people don't just come to a town and start causing trouble for no reason" our apprentice baker Luthier commented.

When inquired about the leniency he showed two weeks ago, Rean Schwarzer asserted the following: "I know one of them, I know Millium isn't a mastermind in charge of everything that's happening here. Her mouth may be the biggest threat to the national security of Erebonia, but she'd never plot something like this". Similar thoughts were echoed by Mr. Velvet. "I know Sakura. I'd sooner believe we're having the wool pulled over our eyes than think she's defacing buildings or killing anyone"

In general, the opinions of several of them is of cautious optimism towards the visitors, although this opinion isn't without conditions: "Murders aside, they haven't caused lasting damage. It's annoying, not malicious. Until they do something truly outrageous, I'm not going to ostracize them" said Serph, digging in the junkyard.

Curiously, Axel from the fire station wasn't able to be reached for comment. It could be related to the recent destruction of his console.

Are their opinions misguided, or could they be seeing something the rest of us don't? Only time will tell.]

[doublelammy]

[Millium actually takes a copy of the newspaper this morning and doesn't just immediately toss it boredly to the side.

In fact, she smiles at it fondly for a moment, draws it to her chest like a hug, and then walks off with it. Looks like she's planning to save this copy.]

[clearities]

[ Sometimes? Yeah, sometimes... people are good. She's definitely going to cry on this newspaper because this is so sweet. ]

[silvertongueheir]

[Wednesday morning, Franciscus is dressed in the camo suit again. It becomes clear why when he starts working on the lobby mural, making sure not to cover up anyone else's contributions too much. His strokes are steady enough, and slowly he paints out two creatures, with Sky Forme Shaymin leaping gracefully over Land Forme Shaymin so that the curves of belly and back fit together, along with various colorful flowers as border decoration. When he's done, he grins, looking pleased at his work.]

Looks nice, doesn't it? [He'll ask anyone who happens by.]

[clearities]

It does, but what is it?

[doublelammy]

Oh, wow! You're a really good artist!

What are they? They're cute...

[doublelammy]

[community kitchen]

[Anyone wandering in will hear cheerful humming coming from over by the microwave. It's undoubtedly easy to spot where it's coming from – it's not like there are too many people with bright blue hair running around Cartesio, as their journalist "friend" smartly pointed out.

She's standing with her hands clasped behind her back in front of the microwave, rocking back and forth on her heels as she waits. The microwave contains a single mug, the contents of which are bubbling rather disconcertingly.

What is she trying to make...?]

[motel]

[Perhaps inspired by Franciscus, Millium is over by the mural, hamfisting some crayons against the paper.

It's crude, certainly – it's likely a 5 year old could do better, but since when has Millium had a chance to learn to draw? – but after a bit, Millium steps back, admiring her masterpiece.]

motel

[relieable]

[Osomatsu's so glad people are using the mural again, and that it hasn't been defaced. he's been worried, considering the townsfolk have been acting up.

he comes over to see what Millium is drawing. and he laughs when he sees the group pic. wow!]

Hey! Is that all of us?

motel

[carbide]

[Olympia has very little experience with five-year-olds, she won't judge.

She doesn't initially realize what she's looking at, but Cian is pretty distinctive, and that's enough of a hint for her to recognize Sakura, figure out the theme, and identify everyone else. Including a little version of herself.]

These are your friends.

EVENT

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[ After last week flipped the script, so to speak, you may...or may not be expecting to find yourself someplace unexpected at 10PM tonight. You may find yourself trying to prepare for it. Whatever you do, when 10PM comes, what you'll see is...

...Darkness. You're definitely somewhere. Inside? There's no wind, just the steady sound of a ceiling fan, swinging around and around. However, the thick fog may confuse the senses. How big is this place? How many of the others are in here? You can't see.

It seems you have to find a way out. ]

[robitussin]

[Thanks! She hates it.

Before moving around too much, she’ll call out:]

Hello? Anyone else there?

[tuffguy]

Hellooooo--?

Anybody out there?

Helloooooooooooooo.

[ why can't i be cool like toph and use my feet to see? bolin is going to stumble around and try to find his way around? ]

[carbide]

[Well, Olympia was definitely expecting something to happen, but...

She's been to the Porcelain Forest, she can keep track of her location in a dark room. Not that it helps when she doesn't know where she started, but she'll start by trying to position herself under the fan as a reference point.]

[relieable]

[time to flail wildly]

I-I can't see anything!

[marmoron]

[Yeah, alright. Back to being whisked away on a whirlwind adventure. One hand's going for the dagger, other hand's turning on the light on his paladin armor.

What's there to see?]

[clearities]

[ Even though Sakura can't see, can she sense anything magical or spiritual here? ]

[protectandselfserve]

Well, let’s see...

[He’s actually wondering if this is fog or smoke, so he’ll lift his gas mask up some to take a sniff.]

[unfashionably]

[ Wow, this is a first. It's more than a little disorienting to be in the dark, but it makes sense. He is the light dragon slayer, right?

So, what happens if he tries using White Drive to try his glow-in-the-dark trick? ]

[amburere]

[ This is fun.

Fire doesn't work as well in fog as darkness, but it's a start. Lighting his left hand aflame is a go, how's the visibility now? ]

[silvertongueheir]

Gerard? [Franciscus reaches out and is able to feel the avian Pokemon at his side, at least.] Can you try to get rid of some of this fog for me? [He feels a slight nod, and Gerard spreads his wings and starts flapping, trying to disperse the fog as much as he can.]

[goturshit]

Oh good, sensory deprivation. Never happens when you want it to.

[ hm, fog and a fan are a weird combo. she's been in a lot of weird clubs with #ambiance, does the fog smell natural, or like the junk in fog machines? ]

[odasaku]

[ oda is quite calm, but he'll move to his right, feeling around for anything like a wall. ]

[pecker]

[cool cool time to seek a way out. Niwa clutches her spading fork close.]

I-I don't like this...

[Not being able to see really pisses her off actually, so she'll put some effort in at one of these things for once. First things first, since it seems like they're indoors, she'll try to find a wall to follow.]

[relieable]

[after bumming around in the kitchen, Osomatsu returns to the room they started in. the sitting room? he's going to start looking for more things. he's got the knife inside the bowl in one hand, and he uses his other hand to feel around.

any new place they haven't checked yet?]