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Cartesio NPCs ([personal profile] cartesio) wrote in [community profile] cartesianism2018-05-06 12:25 am

WEEK 0 — ARRIVAL



Week 0: Arrival
When you wake up you immediately feel something’s off. You sit on the bed and find it’s not your bed, and this isn’t your room either. You seem to be in a rather normal-looking motel room. To your side there’s a trunk, if you open it you’ll find a military uniform, the key to your room, a set of rules and a debit card. Don’t lose those items! Or do lose the rules, you'll find a brand new copy the next day under your pillow. There’s also a calendar on the wall, you can see today’s date. The year is unreadable, but the month and day are very clear:

March 28th

There it says ‘Meet the Sergeant at the Lodge, 9:00 AM’. There’s also a circle around March 31st, with the word ‘END’ scrawled there.

For now leaving your motel room would be a good choice. When you reach the lobby, you see the receptionist’s desk— no one’s manning it. There’s a rack filled with maps, marking several locations in the town.

There are also many strangers here – and you’re one more. For now it may be a good idea to take a map and explore the town.

After all, looks like you’re stuck here in the boonies for a while.

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streetwolf: (3)

Weapons - He's going to thing Naoto's a boy unless she tells him

[personal profile] streetwolf 2018-05-07 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Wayne's looking to. He's mainly here trying to find his gun though. But he notices that.]

You seen anything in there that looks old and has some wear? Or whatever you had before they nabbed you?
detegoergosum: (041)

Well, that's just canon, mang

[personal profile] detegoergosum 2018-05-08 12:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That's sort of an odd question. ]

Not the exact model, but it was a fairly common revolver, so it wouldn't be terribly out of place. As for used weapons, I imagine they'd be cleaned before reselling them, wouldn't they?
streetwolf: (1947 VN - Miss Rose)

[personal profile] streetwolf 2018-05-09 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
Ugh... [There's a cringe as he grits his teeth.]

I picked my gun up 'bout a year ago. Its that old that the grip was worn down, had a good weigh though.

Might as well get something new with how long I've been looking.