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

Sunday
Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday

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Comments

[marmoron]

[TIME TO RUN LIKE THE WIND -- Okay, no he was in the process of getting up and pauses really awkwardly.]

You're really going to make me repeat myself.

[Why are you trying to murder him it's not even Thursday night....]

[robitussin]

No, it's just, I didn't really realize. I mean, I wasn't expecting... No, hang on, I'm doing this wrong. I...

[She breathes out a sigh, stressed, pushing a hand through her hair.]

I... know what I want to say, but can we talk about this after we make sure neither of us are dead by Sunday?

[marmoron]

[Fun fact, Natalie: did you know they don't have to talk about this ever??

Keith makes a valiant effort to maintain eye contact for a few more seconds, but this isn't what he thought she would say and now that her response is just this nebulous thing hanging in the air rather than some 'that's cute, but no' type of response he has even less of a clue what to do with it.]

... You don't have to say anything, alright?

[It's fine, it's all FINE. He'll get up and won't look flustered at all.]

Later.

[As he just.... leaves the books he was reading behind, So smooth.]

[robitussin]

[She wants to say something but can't quite think of a good response until he's walking away, and then...]

Wait, these are your books—

[...And then he's gone. Oops.]