Week 6: May 6th - 10th

[cartesio]

Sixth Week

Killers and victims, killers and victims. Three of your own have fallen prey to murderous intent last week. Your numbers keep shrinking. Azura has fallen prey to Franciscus in the same night that Olympia betrayed her friend Millium and killed Cian who wound up in the crossfire. At this rate, is there anyone you can trust?

The townspeople's anger burns hotter than ever. Wherever they go, must they live in fear of stumbling on a corpse? They can't live like this. More than ever, the visitors are being shown that they are unwelcome.

Walking outdoors, cold looks are the norm. Shouted profanity isn't unexpected. Barely anybody is willing to still hold a conversation with any visitors.

Even within the motel, there is no feeling of safety any longer. Not only have two people died in this very place, no, now the townspeople also lost their fear of coming inside. While they don't enter private rooms, the daring among them vent their hatred of you by vandalizing the common rooms.

Cartesio has become a menacing place.

In the lobby of the motel there's a few more brochures, and the maps have been updated once again. Don't mind that some of them have been damaged in one of the attacks on the motel.

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Comments

[relieable]

[oh, good. a meeting. Osomatsu can share his information, too. he listens to what Keith and the others have to say, then he stands, unfolds the paper he took notes on, and holds up the video tape, the label on the jacket clearly reads: The Foundation of Cartesio]

Hey, guys. Uh, I found this tape. It came from the records and video store. [duh] It was mostly showing off the town, and talked a little bit about the history of it.

But the main focus of the tape was that there's a county fair that celebrates the foundation of Cartesio held every decade. The fair lasts from May 14th to May 17th, and there's a big parade on the 16th, since that was the day that they laid the first brick in town, or something. I think they're gonna have the celebration this year.

[marmoron]

[Huh.... Well that's interesting.]

Coming up soon then. Did the video say anything about what happens at the festival other than the parade?

[relieable]

[he shakes his head]

Just that the festival was, like, a county fair. So I guess there's gonna be lots of food and games.

[seems kind of sad with how the town is acting right now]

[marmoron]

...I've never been to a county fair.

[It's a strange thought. Even stranger to immediately wonder which of them will still be alive to see this particular one. It's a thought Keith puts aside for the time being.]

If this thing's only held every ten years, it's kinda weird that we haven't heard about it yet in the newspaper. [...] Guess we've been giving them way too much other crap to talk about.

[relieable]

[oh wow... Osomatsu's eyes widen a bit when Keith says he's never been to a county fair. that's so sad! he needs to go to a fair, in a place where no one hates him]

Yeah, you're right. [we did blow up the diner... and do other things] Maybe they... don't want us to know about it.

[marmoron]

[Please. Keith? Going to a fair? Having fun? Sounds fake.]

.. They do have every reason not to want us there. They don't want us here now..

[He shakes his head.]

Or maybe they're just brainwashed and forgot.

[relieable]

Oh... Maybe. I hadn't even thought of that.

[marmoron]

I'd prefer it wasn't that.

[Genuinely. Brainwashing's never a fun thing to have to deal with.]

What else do they sell at that store, by the way?

[relieable]

[oh. he can answer that, at least]

Uhhh. Lots of stuff! Videos, VCRs, video cameras, old music... They had vinyl records there, along with CDs. And I saw some radios and other music players, too.

[marmoron]

[There's a look in Keith's eyes at that list. The kind of look he gets when he has an Idea.]

I wonder what'd happen if we tried to film those meetings on Tuesday with the Sergeant... heh. Police will find any excuse not to believe us, but... you think he shows up on film?

[relieable]

[oh Keith... you and your Ideas]

I dunno. Maybe his body does, at least. [maybe a video camera could record his weird face, or no face at all? hmmm]

[marmoron]

Dunno if it's worth trying, but... can't deny that I'm curious.

[On a more serious note though:]

Should consider buying a few of the electronics. The dead seem to only be able to talk to us through those.

[relieable]

[that's something he didn't think of either... talking to the dead through electronics]

I bought a teevee. It's pretty old, but I could probably plug it in somewhere, maybe in the motel.

[marmoron]

[A nod.]

Try to keep it plugged in and turned on. They might be able to do something with it like that.

[relieable]

[maybe he'd just keep the television in his room. if he kept it in the common room of the motel, one of the townspeople might get it.

he gives Keith a thumbs-up anyway]

I can do that!

[marmoron]

Keep me posted on how that goes.

[Getting a thumbs up right back, buddy.]

One other thing I gotta ask... how familiar are you with technology from 2005?

[relieable]

2005? Uh... it depends on the technology, I guess. Are we talkin' a television? Computer?

Sorry that should've been 2006....

[marmoron]

You said the TV you bought was old, right? Does it look old for 2006 or old generally? All the technology around here looks pretty antiquated to me, so.

[He can't tell. God knows what year it actually is in Voltron land, but their tech is pretty futuristic.]

[quickpersuader]

[Kino absorbs all of this information silently, petting Cosmo as she does so.]

...Wait.

Isn't the 16th a Wednesday?

[relieable]

Oh, uh... [he looks down at the little calendar he made, and the notes]

...Yeah. Yeah, it is. [uh oh]

[quickpersuader]

[Kino's got a bad feeling about this...]

It's not for certain, but... we probably shouldn't be too surprised if the Sergeant tries to make us interfere with it that week.

[relieable]

[dammit]

He may want us to ruin the parade. [the townspeople would probably murder them themselves if they did that]

[quickpersuader]

It would have the most impact during that week...

[relieable]

[here he was, all excited for a county fair! he almost forgot where they were]

Rrgh. I wonder if we could get them to postpone the parade somehow.

[marmoron]

You're kidding right? They'd rather believe the moon's made out of cheese than trust us.

[Chiming in after just... facepalming mightily at Kino's observations about Wednesday. Of course it would be right? OFC COURSE.]

We're all just gonna have to agree that nobody tries anything that day.