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.

Links

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Locations
NPCs
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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

[amburere]

Changed my mind. You're clearly a cuckoo bird instead. [ There's no attempt at disguising the equal parts fondness and snark here. Might have something to do with the fact that he was unconsciously chasing that smile too. ]

Explains why I haven't needed an alarm clock for weeks.

[icariot]

Hey hey, you're the one with weirder sleeping habits than me. [Will he ever let the "I'm perfectly willing to sleep drunk in the graveyard" thing go? Probably not in this lifetime.] Besides, early bird gets the worm, and I can't exactly ignore my brethren when they come calling.

[And if Hawks is physically unable to not wake up when the birds start going off, Dabi obviously suffers the consequences too.]

[amburere]

[ He tilts his head downward in deference—guilty as charged on the first count, normally his sleeping habits are shit. A ghost of a smile plays at his lips. ]

Can't you? We'll see 'bout that tomorrow. [ At that he separates himself from the pipe he was leaning on, adjusting his jacket to accommodate the bouquet for travel. He can't stay here where every other word he's tempted to let the wall he's built up burn to the ground. ]

[icariot]

[Hawks wings give a slight shutter in lieu of a joyous shake. He's still cautious of all the plants and clutter around him, but he couldn't stop the reaction in it's entirety.]

It's on, hotshot.

[He'll give a grin and raise a hand in a lazy wave, when Dabi turns to leave. As much as Dabi wants to leave, it's obvious neither can stay away for long.]