Week 5: April 29th - May 3rd

[cartesio]

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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Comments

[pursuitofdeath]

They say all gifted individuals have a few screws loose. In my case it’s very simple to view things in an impartial, logical manner. Because I have always lacked a certain something that other people have. My mind isn’t clouded by emotions... because I’ve never had them.

...or didn’t, perhaps.

Now everything is quite muddled and I’m not sure what the source of it is. The fact remains that something... made me act very strange yesterday. And if I don’t figure that out, then— I may be more of a liability than a help.

[robitussin]

People who say that are idiots who only focus on cases where that’s true.

[In her opinion, at least. Regardless, she moves on.]

...So basically, what I’m hearing is that you’ve never had normal feelings before and you don’t know how to deal with suddenly caring about things. Is that a fair summary?

[pursuitofdeath]

[Oh sweet Natalie... it’s better you don’t know.]

That is... yes. That’s a fair assessment of the situation.

[This is what he’s dealing with.]

[robitussin]

You're twenty two years old, and you're telling me you've never had a...

[She takes a deep breath, shaking her head as she tries to decide the best way to react to this information.]

...Okay. I believe you. [...] God, why did the one psychiatrist here have to be a homicidal asshole?

[pursuitofdeath]

I assure you, I’m considered just as strange where I come from as I am here.

[It’s fine. He’s an alien.]

Well I can’t say it’s never happened here. But it seems to have gotten worse.

[—because emotions are like an illness right?]

[robitussin]

Gotten worse, like... You're feeling worse, or you're having more of them? Because that's not worse. That's just, like, normal either way.

[She pauses, then...]

Do you, like... Want to talk about them? Your, um... Feelings.

[As the ellipses indicate, it sounds like it's being dragged out of her.]