Week 7: May 13th - May 17th

[cartesio]

Seventh Week

The tense truce that had covered Cartesio was over. The town, feeling betrayed after having given a chance to the outsiders, pushed back. Enraged, they started getting even more daring, starting to get into the tourists' only safe haven: their motel rooms. They don't manage to break in, but it's not unusual to hear thumping on the doors, someone trying to get in. The windows are almost perpetually broken, there's so much graffiti on the ground floor of the motel, both inside and outside, it's hard to know what each one is saying. Can't be anything good, that's the only thing that's certain. The lounge's furniture has been tore to pieces, the lobby only has the guestbook intact, and the planters in middle of the motel are broken, the soil and plants strewn around.

The residents of Cartesio are near their breaking point. The despair, fury, and desire to get rid of the outsiders so everyone can return to their peaceful lives, have covered the town. It won't take long before they reach their breaking point, and if they do...what will happen to the visitors?

The Sergeant's grip on the town is total, and next week is the one marked as END. It seems like there's no way out, like the Sergeant won.

But you can't lose hope. You have to remember: now that you're on your darkest hour, the only way lef to go is upwards. Things can get better, you have to make it happen!

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

[quickpersuader]

[Fair enough. With a nod, she'll go check all of the other cars to see if they're in the same state.]

[cartesio]

[The planes are generally well-kept! Some need repair work, but others are intact. Just for one or two passengers, unfortunately, but they're here. One of them has on what seems to be a GPS. Hm!

As for the cars, their state seems to vary. Most have their engines missing, but, like the one with the tiny engine, stuff keeps happening. When Kino approaches one of the cars that seem to be usable the tires deflate almost completely, right in front of her eyes. When she approaches another the key on the ignition flies off the lock, hitting the back window and vanishing away somewhere in the back of the vehicle.

It's like you're being teased, Kino. 'Hey, look at all these vehicles that are viable! Too bad they have these minor problems you can't solve right now']

[marmoron]

[After seeing the state of the car's engines, Keith's nto going to hold out hope that these planes are actually functional right now. That said, he'll be sure to take a closer look at the controls -- just make sure he could fly them if necessary.

Other than that, he'll be taking a look at this mysterious GPS. Is the GPS itself working?]

[quickpersuader]

[She actually jumps, a hand hovering over her revolver for a moment when the tires deflate out of nowhere. After checking each car and each one falling to some random inconvenience, she gives a small insulted huff.]

Is this a joke?

[cartesio]

[The GPS is working. The screen shows a point -- Cartesio, most likely. Want to try to zoom out, Keith? Around the dot there currently are a few roads leading out, and...a lot of green squares. Must be farmlands.

Once Kino finishes checking the cars and goes towards Keith again, she'll find some of the minor inconveniences seem to have solved themselves. In fact, when she passes by the car with the deflated tires, she'll find they were inflating again, although they stop when she stares at the car for too long. Stepping towards it makes it all deflate again.

You're definitely being toyed with, Kino. Take a guess who is to blame]

[marmoron]

[Keith's clearly just settled in the sanity corner of the hangar here. He'll look over his shoulder real quick and call out to Kino.]

Hey c'mere. Found something that actually works.

[In the meantime, yeah he'll fiddle around with the GPS a bit! How far away's the nearest town over looking to be?]

[quickpersuader]

[Very funny, Sarge. With a sour look, Kino walks over to Keith to check out what's up with the GPS.]

[cartesio]

[Zoom out all you want, Keith! You'll find Cartesio is ridiculously isolated. There's a huge lake like 1500 miles away, but other than that, it's...pretty empty out there.

When Keith tries to zoom out further than that, the GPS turns off for a few seconds. IF he tries to turn it on again, he'll find it's zoomed into Cartesio again. Zooming out too much will make that happen once again.

What conclusions there's to get from the Sergeant messing with the vehicles right in front of you -- and therefore establishing he can do such a thing -- and from the GPS refusing to show further than a certain range is up to you, but one thing is clear: getting out and away of Cartesio is much more difficult than you think.

Hangar: Exploration Complete]

[marmoron]

[Keith's so tempted to just fucking throw the GPS, but after giving this two tries he'll just put it back down. A bit forcefully, mind you, but at least he didn't break it.]

So you think all this crap's been like this the whole time or does the Sergeant know we're in here.

[quickpersuader]

It kept changing only when I approached it, so safe to say - he knows we're here.

[marmoron]

What kept changing?

[Just to clarify this.]

[quickpersuader]

Tires would deflate. Keys would shoot themselves out of the ignition. Things like that. But the second I stepped away, it fixed itself.

[marmoron]

[That's annoying as all fuck, wow.]

...He didn't make his influence over the town so brazen before. Wonder if he's getting desperate.

[A beat.]

Did you ever work out how he's able to know exactly what people are up to?

[quickpersuader]

No, I haven't.

[And she sure is annoyed about that now.]

[marmoron]

We need to get on that this week.

[He's got theories, but maybe it's time to start harassing Sarge again.]

Or at least you do. Isn't he your mealtime buddy or whatever.

[quickpersuader]

Please don't make me do all the work.

[Something something team effort.]

[marmoron]

Well he's not gonna tell me anything. The guy doesn't like me.

[quickpersuader]

Because you aren't very good at talking to him?

[marmoron]

[Grumble. Don't call him out like this, Kino.]

Something like that. I'm not real good at pretending to get along with scumbags, alright.