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

[robitussin]

[She was paying attention to Wednesday's, but she gives a small noise of amusement when she looks over Monday's once more.]

Well? Are you a super weapon in disguise?

[amburere]

Depends on the criteria. Think my body count at least puts me in the general category. [ Shades of the early week, where he's happily bragging about this stuff. ]

[robitussin]

...I was joking that time.

[And there's an accompanying sigh.]

People aren't weapons, you know.

[amburere]

[ Shrug with a smirk. It's mostly lost on him, since yesterday. ]

Not for lack of trying.

[robitussin]

[She makes a noise that's half surprised, half amused, before continuing.]

Your own effort, or somebody else's?

[amburere]

[ Hm, he has to consider that for a second. ]

Both. 70% and 30% in my column.

[robitussin]

...Whoever the 70% person is, they must be a real piece of work.

[amburere]

[ He lets out a breath. ]

Maybe that's a bit unfair. 50/50? But I'm doin' it for me.

[robitussin]

...What are they doing it for, then?

[amburere]

Were, sure it's been a while since he's thought 'bout me. [ He presses on, not wanting to give her a chance to question that "he" again. ]

Hero work. Villains aren't the only one who go on ego trips.

[robitussin]

So... Someone wanted you to be a hero once?

[amburere]

[ He hesitates but- ]

...basically.