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
Guestbook
Room Assignments
Events
Locations
NPCs
Activity Check

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Wednesday
Thursday

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Comments

[robitussin]

Hold him for a second.

[She's absolutely going to use these bandages to do just what she mentioned a second ago. Sorry, Dazai.]

[cartesio]

[ He's not going to really fight you. His movement is sluggish. Natalie, you're familiar with people on way too man drugs, aren't you? It's a lot like that. Just a lot of depressants. ]

[robitussin]

[DON'T CALL HER OUT LIKE THIS BRACKET TEXT]

...Jesus christ, someone really did a number on him.

[Three guesses as to who, but.]

[marmoron]

Yeah. Looks like it.

[FUcking Sarge.]

We should just put him back in the chest. Let him sleep it off while we handle everything else.

[Chest might also muffle any noises Davis might make.]

[robitussin]

[She frowns, but nods.]

It has enough space that air can get in, right?

[marmoron]

We can find out.

[Time to uh... pick Davis up like a sack of potatoes and see if we can stuff him back intot he chest from whence he came???]

[robitussin]

One second.

[She's going to take off the sweatshirt she brought along and use it to bind his hands, in case his current state wears off and he starts banging on the lid of the chest.

Hm.]

[cartesio]

[ Just a grown man being tied up, softly moaning through his gag, probably still crying from The Dazai Experience.

This is fine?

Honestly you won't have much resistance, it seems the man's in shock. ]

[marmoron]

[Good move. Keith will actually follow suit in pulling off his jacket to tie up his feet. They don't need him trying to kick his way out of the chest either.]

Think we're good now?

[robitussin]

Yep, should be.

[In he goes!!]