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.

Links

IC Rules
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Room Assignments
Events
Locations
NPCs
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Comments

[pursuitofdeath]

[Oh what the fuck. Why do you give him someone alive?]

...can we just kill him?

[fUCK.]

[relieable]

NO.

[pursuitofdeath]

Well that was quick.

[A SHAME.]

[clearities]

We're not killing him!! [ oh my god Dazai ]

[robitussin]

Why is that your first thought?!

[quickpersuader]

It doesn't say we have to keep him here alive.

[A beat.]

...Though I don't think we should do that, either.

[To clarify.]

[robitussin]

Nobody is killing anyone tonight.

[quickpersuader]

I agree.

[pursuitofdeath]

And what should we do with him in the meantime then?

[quickpersuader]

Tying him up would be more effective. It's not like we need to keep these clothes for anything.

[pursuitofdeath]

Former mafia.

[robitussin]

...Thanks for the honest answer, I guess, but no.

[pursuitofdeath]

Do you think he'll just sit nicely for us for the next few hours? It's highly unlikely.

We'll need to think of something at least.

[robitussin]

...We could just tie him up.

[cartesio]

[ All the screaming, and now this? This man's just a humble tavern-worker, he is not prepared for it.

His eyes don't really focus on any of them, but he tries to back up in the box, slipping on one hand. ]

D- don't, please! I-I've... I've got...got a...

[ As he speaks, the words are a little slurred. ]

[quickpersuader]

[Hey does this man have any weapons visible on him?]

[cartesio]

[No weapons!]

[pursuitofdeath]

Good morning.

[Fine. He can't kill you. So he guesses he'll just have to settle for getting information out of you.]

Care to tell us what brought you here?

[robitussin]

[She’s just going to stand here and keep an eye on you, Dazai. It’s Fine.]

[cartesio]

Whe- where...? Where even is...?

[ He's looking around, or at least trying to, but he seems to be having a hard time sitting up straight? ]

[pursuitofdeath]

Someone kidnapped you and left us on our doorstep.

Now. If you know something, I think it would be a good time to share.

[cartesio]

Wh... What the f-fuck would I know, man, I'm a... I'm...

[ His voice cracks, even though he's somewhere in his thirties, and he's breathing pretty heavily. ]

What're y-y-you gonna...do to m-me?

[relieable]

Hey, is something wrong with him? [was he drugged]

[protectandselfserve]

..............

I think we should lock Dazzy in the chest for that little comment and go get our pal Willie some ice cream and baked goods for the graveyard party.

[pecker]

I think that depends on how difficult he makes it for us.

[she's actually very for it. Who wants to stay in the graveyard til fucking sunrise.]