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

[relieable]

After going through all that? What about the glass pieces that were clearly hidden from us? Was that part of the mission, too?

[quickpersuader]

It's not the first puzzle we've found that led to completing the mission.

[relieable]

But if we burned the place down, then what would be the point of solving the puzzle?

[quickpersuader]

Solving the puzzle is what lets us use the microwave... Unless you noticed something else?

[relieable]

........

[well, he was going to say that Dabi could have been used to burn the place down. but what if Dabi was not here? he scratches his head]

No. But... I just think we should reconsider. People probably work here, yanno?

[quickpersuader]

People work at the other places we wrecked.

[relieable]

[SHE'S RIGHT]

...........

[he doesn't have any argument]

[clearities]

[ you know what, she's been useless all thread, so she's gonna interject, completely concerned: ]

Regardless of whether people work here or not, that doesn't mean that just because you guys wrecked the other places means that we have to continue on doing so!

[quickpersuader]

Maybe. But I'd like to get out of here sometime before morning.

[clearities]

I'm pretty sure we can do that without burning the whole building down. [ Sakura's not against using fire to get out of here, but she is definitely not here for people to burn a building down and will reiterate that as many times as necessary. ]

[quickpersuader]

You can find that way, then.

[Meanwhile we're still doing #teamBURNIT things.]

[unfashionably]

... I agree with you. Burning this place down doesn't seem like the best idea. We need to find another way.

[clearities]

Thank you.

[ like, seriously, so many of you guys want the place to burn.... ]

[quickpersuader]

[Just looks at.

And sticks the metal bowl in the microwave.

And turns it on.]

[cartesio]

[The bowl barely fits into the microwave. Once the door is closed snugly, and it's activated...

For a moment nothing happens. Then sparks stary flying. It's a sizable chunk of metal in a microwave, it's no surprise it's reacting badly. The microwave spews smoke through the joints of the door, until, with a loud explosion, the entire thing bursts in fire.

Alright! That sure is a fire! Come on, Kino, throw anything flammable you have into it!]

[quickpersuader]

[COOL COOL COOL COOL.

If no one stops her, she's going to put the flour on the ground and dribble oil from it to the microwave before she starts moving to put some distance between herself and the flames.

Good thing she's got a mask?]

[marmoron]

[OKAY LOOK. Sorry Kino, but he's going to tackle you to the ground if he has to.

HE'S NOT BURNING TO DEATH WITH YOU IN A FIRE.]

[quickpersuader]

[KEITH, PLEASE.]

That should be enough to get things started. We need to be able to move.

[SHE IS ALSO TRYING NOT TO DIE IN A FIRE?]

[marmoron]

[LOOK, HE'S GOT SO MANY FREAKING WORDS FOR YOU ABOUT YOUR RISK ASSESSMENT METER BEING BROKEN (irony completely lost on him) BUT FUCK THAT IS A LOT OF FIRE. AND NOT JUST IN THE KITCHEN.]

We're talking later.

[He'll get up, grab her by the arm and start moving to safety.]

[cartesio]

[It doesn't take long for the fire from the microwave to snake onto the flour and oil. At first it's not too impressive, but once it has a moment to absorb oxygen and grow, the fire grows in size, covering the parts with flour and oil.

Almost unnaturally, like something else is feeding into it, the fire creeps through the floor, through the tiles, reaching the walls and counter.

Out in the sitting area, the doors creak, slowly parting open. Better get out of there before the fire spreads too quickly to get away!]

[quickpersuader]

[WELL SHE MIGHT HAVE BEEN TACKLED BY KEITH BUT if he doesn't resist she'll definitely be trying to get both their asses out.

If he does though he can go on his own!!!]

[silvertongueheir]

The door's open! Everyone out! [Gerard starts flapping around, trying to make sure all the stragglers are getting out as well.]

EVENT END

[cartesio]

[The moment everyone steps outside, the darkness that seemingly had enveloped the building is gone. Instead there's a familiar street, a familiar pavement, and familiar houses nearby. The cold air outside greets you, the sky is cloudy but doesn't have not even a hint of fog.

It's a peaceful night, interrupted only by the sound of fire. Behind you, the fire is starting to be seen through the windows. Left alone, it spread, covering the entirety of the kitchen and starting to get into the sitting area, feeding onto the wooden counter, onto the seats.

No firemen in sight. No firetruck, or anyone noticing there's a growing fire here. In what's bound to be taken as a rather cruel move towards someone who had always supported the visitors through thick and thin, the Sergeant has made his move.

Mrs. Mitchell's diner is burning down. Arson has been committed.

[relieable]

[Osomatsu is just going to grab Sakura and duck out of the way.

wow Kino that was his bowl he found it]

[unfashionably]

Hey, what the hell are you thinkin'?! [ Gonna help cover the small child and also Osomatsu??? Stay behind him or something. ]