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

Comments

[unfashionably]

[ They sure do!! Listen, just because his plan was ill-conceived doesn't mean it couldn't have worked...! Probably. ... okay, yeah, even he admits it was not a good plan and when the wings start-a-flappin', he starts a-backin'.

Poor ruffly feathers. Do birds like their feathers being petted? Maybe that will Appease him. ] ... yeah, sorry. [ He starts scratching his head awkwardly. ] Really, I'm sorry. [ Yes, it warrants repeating. ]

[icariot]

It's fine, it's fine. [Please don't cry, Hawks was mostly just startled.

He'll approach again, his feathers back to flat but wings still spread.]

Here, we'll start with this. Hold your arms away from your chest.

[Once Sting complies well enough, Hawks moves behind him to wrap his arms around Sting's torso. Once his grip is secure, he'll immediately start a-flappin' for real. It doesn't take more than a couple before they're airborn and starting to ascend.]

[unfashionably]

[ Listen, not even he would cry over this!! Even though he cries a lot but somehow, mysteriously, has yet to actually cry in Cartesio. On screen, off screen he's probably cried from frustration once or twice but that's neither here nor there.

Ahem, anyway, Sting uncertainly moves his arms according to Hawks' instructions. Like, you still wanna do this??? Really? ] Like this? [ Probably, yes, and while it's a lot weird to be basically in another man's arms and he feels kind of like a toddler, he's all for this once the real a-flappin' starts.

And... then he kind of wiggles around like an excited child?? This will clearly make flying very, very easy. ] Whoa! This is awesome!

[icariot]

[If this hold doesn’t do it for you, there’s always princess carry.

Hawks grunts slightly before tightening his grip as much as possible. Hopefully Sting is durable enough to survive a two story fall if he wiggles much more, since they’re currently a couple dozen feet up.]

I know, right? [A thoughtful hum, once he levels out to mostly-gliding] You want to try something even more exciting?