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cartesianism2018-11-18 02:58 pm
cartesio) wrote in cartesianism2018-11-18 02:58 pm
There's so little time left for everyone to be in Cartesio, and if things continue happening like clockwork, there's no time for any executions after this one. This is effectively the last execution.
Natalie's the one to perform it, and Bolin is the target. The Sergeant's bringing them to the place where it'll happen. The three walk into the execution room, none of them looking forward to this.
There's a constant feeling of tension, of thick nervousness. Natalie keeps staring at her feet, already carrying the gun as if having it in her hands will help her get used to its, to the weight of both the weapon and the task she was going to fulfill now. Bolin had his chin up, but it wasn't like he was going to try to escape, or even try to attack the Sergeant. He had gotten resigned to his fate ever since the moment he returned to the motel, he knew this was going to happen, and now they're here. He just didn't think it'd be Natalie. Maybe it was better the Sergeant was the one to do this, so Natalie didn't have to sully her hands with blood because of him.
The Sergeant wasn't exactly looking forward to this. When he opened the door, he let them in, without even a comment.
The electric chair still was broken from last time Bolin had gotten there. He hadn't imagined now he'd be on the opposite role, waiting for someone else to take his life. Natalie finally looked up, trying to remember the pointers Kino had given her. She had made it sound so simple, like it was a matter of aiming and pulling a trigger, but the consequence of such a simple action was something she hadn't fully processed yet. In a time like this, she regretted having volunteered.
"...I'm sorry..." she said, as if that was going to be any consolation. Bolin didn't even bother to reply to that, he just stepped towards her, hands up in the air. Would that make it easier for her to aim? If she missed, if she got cold feet, he didn't want to think what the Sergeant could do if she decided to back off.
Natalie's eyes widened, she held the gun up in the air, her hands shaking. She was frozen, staring at Bolin, not understanding why he was approaching. Was it to defend himself, was he waiting her to get her guard down? Pale, she stepped back, her back hitting the wall, and held the gun, shaking.
The blast from the gun was unexpected. She didn't realize when she pulled the trigger, she involuntarily closed her eyes when the shot startled her, she didn't understand it not even when she heard the sound of Bolin falling to the floor. She stood there, still holding the gun up, until finally she opened her eyes, seeing what she had done. It was over? It took so little time? That was impossible! She hadn't even prepared herself yet, Bolin couldn't...
...he couldn't be dead.
She didn't know how much time she spent staring at Bolin, expecting him to stand up. It may have been just a minute, it may have been ten, or an hour. Only when she processed what she had done, she let the gun fall to the floor and walked out of the execution room. The Sergeant didn't even try to stop her, or talk to her.
The final execution wasn't anything showy, or even unusual. In a way, it represented what these two months had been about: inexperienced people being forced to kill others against their will.
That was the last death that happened in Cartesio.
Natalie's the one to perform it, and Bolin is the target. The Sergeant's bringing them to the place where it'll happen. The three walk into the execution room, none of them looking forward to this.
There's a constant feeling of tension, of thick nervousness. Natalie keeps staring at her feet, already carrying the gun as if having it in her hands will help her get used to its, to the weight of both the weapon and the task she was going to fulfill now. Bolin had his chin up, but it wasn't like he was going to try to escape, or even try to attack the Sergeant. He had gotten resigned to his fate ever since the moment he returned to the motel, he knew this was going to happen, and now they're here. He just didn't think it'd be Natalie. Maybe it was better the Sergeant was the one to do this, so Natalie didn't have to sully her hands with blood because of him.
The Sergeant wasn't exactly looking forward to this. When he opened the door, he let them in, without even a comment.
The electric chair still was broken from last time Bolin had gotten there. He hadn't imagined now he'd be on the opposite role, waiting for someone else to take his life. Natalie finally looked up, trying to remember the pointers Kino had given her. She had made it sound so simple, like it was a matter of aiming and pulling a trigger, but the consequence of such a simple action was something she hadn't fully processed yet. In a time like this, she regretted having volunteered.
"...I'm sorry..." she said, as if that was going to be any consolation. Bolin didn't even bother to reply to that, he just stepped towards her, hands up in the air. Would that make it easier for her to aim? If she missed, if she got cold feet, he didn't want to think what the Sergeant could do if she decided to back off.
Natalie's eyes widened, she held the gun up in the air, her hands shaking. She was frozen, staring at Bolin, not understanding why he was approaching. Was it to defend himself, was he waiting her to get her guard down? Pale, she stepped back, her back hitting the wall, and held the gun, shaking.
The blast from the gun was unexpected. She didn't realize when she pulled the trigger, she involuntarily closed her eyes when the shot startled her, she didn't understand it not even when she heard the sound of Bolin falling to the floor. She stood there, still holding the gun up, until finally she opened her eyes, seeing what she had done. It was over? It took so little time? That was impossible! She hadn't even prepared herself yet, Bolin couldn't...
...he couldn't be dead.
She didn't know how much time she spent staring at Bolin, expecting him to stand up. It may have been just a minute, it may have been ten, or an hour. Only when she processed what she had done, she let the gun fall to the floor and walked out of the execution room. The Sergeant didn't even try to stop her, or talk to her.
The final execution wasn't anything showy, or even unusual. In a way, it represented what these two months had been about: inexperienced people being forced to kill others against their will.
That was the last death that happened in Cartesio.
Edited 2018-11-18 16:17 (UTC)
[Weather: It's dry during the day, a heat wave hits during the night.
As expected, our town saw another murder between the outsiders Friday. This time, the group caused a commotion outside that lodge on the edge of town. Mr. Bolin, who was reported harassing townsfolk a few weeks back, claims the death was accidental, but who can believe that? And if it was, then it proves that death follows the outsiders, wherever they may be.
Those in attendance while the outsiders argued with each other as usual have had a strange response, however. A few seem to even be giving them the benefit of the doubt. While some opinions have been middling, this reporter still urges everyone to stay on their toes. After everything that's happened, how can we let our guard down?
_
In Kino's room there are new damages to the wall. Additionally to this new stab marks, there are marks left and right below the words "SAR" and "ACT" that were left previously.
Keith's room has stab marks as well.
And finally there are some marks in Sakura's Room. ]
As expected, our town saw another murder between the outsiders Friday. This time, the group caused a commotion outside that lodge on the edge of town. Mr. Bolin, who was reported harassing townsfolk a few weeks back, claims the death was accidental, but who can believe that? And if it was, then it proves that death follows the outsiders, wherever they may be.
Those in attendance while the outsiders argued with each other as usual have had a strange response, however. A few seem to even be giving them the benefit of the doubt. While some opinions have been middling, this reporter still urges everyone to stay on their toes. After everything that's happened, how can we let our guard down?
_
In Kino's room there are new damages to the wall. Additionally to this new stab marks, there are marks left and right below the words "SAR" and "ACT" that were left previously.
Keith's room has stab marks as well.
And finally there are some marks in Sakura's Room. ]
Edited 2018-11-18 14:39 (UTC)
[Weather: It's sunny during the day and clear during the night.
Who is the Sergeant?
[What follows is a rather short article talking about the Sergeant and what they know of him. It's...rather sparse in details]
The police states they're considering this person is responsible for several of the crimes that have hit this town. This reporter believes such statements require much more investigation.
For the time being, we have to remember a truth: guilty until proven innocent.]
Who is the Sergeant?
[What follows is a rather short article talking about the Sergeant and what they know of him. It's...rather sparse in details]
The police states they're considering this person is responsible for several of the crimes that have hit this town. This reporter believes such statements require much more investigation.
For the time being, we have to remember a truth: guilty until proven innocent.]
Edited 2018-11-19 04:30 (UTC)
[Weather: It's windy during day and night.
An anonymous message sent to our office has reminded us of a theory we raised several weeks ago: the possibility that the outsider Millium Orion is the mastermind behind the events that have affected our once peaceful town.
You may remember how Millium Orion was found deceased. However, there's no official certificate confirming her death. There's a possibility she's currently alive and out of sight, commandering the rest of the outsiders into causing havoc in the town! The paper sharks she made long ago was a way to taunt us all. Her childish demeanor was a facade hiding a calculating and cold mind. Until we see an official certificate stating she's currently deceased, we can't take for granted those who are said to be dead are actually dead.
If you see Millium Orion anywhere in town, please contact us. We offer a sizable monetary reward in exchange for any information.
This reporter admits this theory isn't likely, but given what we know, it's one we can't discard. Stay vigilant, residents of Cartesio. We can't let ourselves fall into complacency.]
An anonymous message sent to our office has reminded us of a theory we raised several weeks ago: the possibility that the outsider Millium Orion is the mastermind behind the events that have affected our once peaceful town.
You may remember how Millium Orion was found deceased. However, there's no official certificate confirming her death. There's a possibility she's currently alive and out of sight, commandering the rest of the outsiders into causing havoc in the town! The paper sharks she made long ago was a way to taunt us all. Her childish demeanor was a facade hiding a calculating and cold mind. Until we see an official certificate stating she's currently deceased, we can't take for granted those who are said to be dead are actually dead.
If you see Millium Orion anywhere in town, please contact us. We offer a sizable monetary reward in exchange for any information.
This reporter admits this theory isn't likely, but given what we know, it's one we can't discard. Stay vigilant, residents of Cartesio. We can't let ourselves fall into complacency.]
Edited 2018-11-20 01:35 (UTC)
[Weather: polluted during the day, clearing during the night.
It's Wednesday. Although everything has been calm, this reporter implores all of you to stay safe. Lock your doors, avoid public places, and don't put your lives in unnecessary danger.
Mrs. Mitchell left the hospital recently. She declined to accept an interview with this newspaper, her only comment was that she was going to spend the rest of her life resting and trying to protect what she has left. Despite the loss of her diner, she's as optimistic as ever, and doesn't seem to hold as much of a grudge towards the outsiders as she should.
Any donations for Mrs. Mitchell are to be sent to this address:
[There's an address that's presumably for her home]]
It's Wednesday. Although everything has been calm, this reporter implores all of you to stay safe. Lock your doors, avoid public places, and don't put your lives in unnecessary danger.
Mrs. Mitchell left the hospital recently. She declined to accept an interview with this newspaper, her only comment was that she was going to spend the rest of her life resting and trying to protect what she has left. Despite the loss of her diner, she's as optimistic as ever, and doesn't seem to hold as much of a grudge towards the outsiders as she should.
Any donations for Mrs. Mitchell are to be sent to this address:
[There's an address that's presumably for her home]]
Edited 2018-11-21 03:56 (UTC)
[Weather: it's cloudy day and night.
[There's a rather short article this time -- rather unusual for the dutiful journalist in charge]
The townspeople of Cartesio are gathering together to discuss what to do with the visitors. The current rumor is that the police have gotten a breakthrough in their investigation, and they want to act based on it.
This reporter will investigate further.
------
All the mock week characters residing in the town are nowhere to be seen today]
[There's a rather short article this time -- rather unusual for the dutiful journalist in charge]
The townspeople of Cartesio are gathering together to discuss what to do with the visitors. The current rumor is that the police have gotten a breakthrough in their investigation, and they want to act based on it.
This reporter will investigate further.
------
All the mock week characters residing in the town are nowhere to be seen today]
Edited 2018-11-22 04:19 (UTC)
| | [ it's Sunday and as always, Sakura avoids the execution. nevertheless, people might be hearing a surprised shriek coming from Sakura's room — don't worry, she's fine, she's just extremely surprised? yikes. it does take her a while to calm down, of course, but eventually she does have to grab a pen and paper because she knows the meaning behind this message. once she thinks over it a bit, she eventually comes up with a possible answer for what the message is:
it's short and simple, but it means the world to her that someone would say that to her, causing her to smile. tears are starting again, yes, but she's smiling, saying the words a little small: "Thank you." she knows that she can't be heard, most likely, but it's the thought that counts, right? right. after all's said and done, however, she's going to the flower shop - she needs to pick up a few flowers-- some aster tataricus (remembrance) and bluebells (grateful) along white and yellow chrysanthemums. for the memorial in the motel. also said memorial is filled to the brim with cranes. like, a bunch of them. it's not 1000, or even close but there's A Lot -- and the fresh flowers are going on there after making sure that the other flowers she's brought have been taken care of. just in case they're wilting. aaaand after that she's going to be seeking out people? mostly making sure that the others from her group are doing alright - with a heavy focus on seeking out Waver, Rean (why hasn't anyone made a reanfinery pun yet, shame) and Alfin but not necessarily approaching them, as to keep her distance for now, she just wants to make sure that they're unharmed, really. late at night, though, people might find Sakura at the park, sitting down near the pond just gazing up at the night sky instead of... actually doing much of anything. just thinking. ] |
[They're all unharmed, but they seem uneasy. It's like they feel something's off about everything -- they don't know exactly what's going on, but they all are aware enough to feel something big is incoming this week.
While Sakura is leaving the park late that night, though, she'll see something...]
While Sakura is leaving the park late that night, though, she'll see something...]
Edited 2018-11-18 18:50 (UTC)
| | [ that's. extremely worrying, to be honest, but at least they're unharmed. that's the important part. what do we got here in the park. does Sakura have to be worried about someone defaming the Keith statue. ] |
[Nobody's defaming it, it's just someone looking at it for the first time. She seems unsure what to think, and after judging it's nothing she should be concerned about, she goes to leave the park.
It's someone you know, Sakura. Hard not to recognize her.]
It's someone you know, Sakura. Hard not to recognize her.]
[ UM, EXCUSE ME
yeah, no. Sakura is immediately going after her because whatー ]
Wait!!
yeah, no. Sakura is immediately going after her because whatー ]
Wait!!
[Kino watches the execution, as she had every time prior. It's nothing pleasant to watch, never is, but it's something she feels personally about witnessing.
Afterwards, she returns to her room to solve the puzzle on her wall, eyes going wide once she has the solution. When she departs from her room for the day, she seems deep in thought, though if she sees someone, she'll go ahead and say:]
...The Sergeant can go to the other side.
[Investigation - Oil Refinery]
[Kino approaches, eyes set on the building. Will they allow her to look for anything strange? Or will she need to talk her way in?]
[Communal Kitchen]
[In the afternoon, she can be found her, grilling up meats and vegetables and making herself a cup of tea. Only herself, unfortunately, but it's fine if you want to make yourself one as well. The meats are unseasoned, so it might surprise characters more familiar with her usual cooking that they... actually look really good? She takes a sip from her tea as she places the now cooked food on a plate, glancing over at whoever may be joining her.]
If you want to use it next, I'm done here.
Afterwards, she returns to her room to solve the puzzle on her wall, eyes going wide once she has the solution. When she departs from her room for the day, she seems deep in thought, though if she sees someone, she'll go ahead and say:]
...The Sergeant can go to the other side.
[Investigation - Oil Refinery]
[Kino approaches, eyes set on the building. Will they allow her to look for anything strange? Or will she need to talk her way in?]
[Communal Kitchen]
[In the afternoon, she can be found her, grilling up meats and vegetables and making herself a cup of tea. Only herself, unfortunately, but it's fine if you want to make yourself one as well. The meats are unseasoned, so it might surprise characters more familiar with her usual cooking that they... actually look really good? She takes a sip from her tea as she places the now cooked food on a plate, glancing over at whoever may be joining her.]
If you want to use it next, I'm done here.
[Now that's a familiar voice. Mira turns around, recognizing Sakura. After a greeting, she extends a flyer at Sakura. It's about a promotion in raspberry ice cream.
Mira comments she works at the ice cream shop, and leaves. It doesn't seem she's...affected in any way by her death during the mock week events]
Mira comments she works at the ice cream shop, and leaves. It doesn't seem she's...affected in any way by her death during the mock week events]
[After the execution, it's well into the afternoon when Natalie leaves her room again. She heads to the community kitchen first, but... Even though she has ingredients set out on the counter, she seems to be stalling rather than preparing them in any way.
Later on, she can be found in the library, sitting at a desk with a stack of books in front of her. There doesn't seem to be any unifying theme between what she's reading... Or trying to read, at least. If she sees anyone approach, she'll put the book down and glance their way wordlessly.]
Later on, she can be found in the library, sitting at a desk with a stack of books in front of her. There doesn't seem to be any unifying theme between what she's reading... Or trying to read, at least. If she sees anyone approach, she'll put the book down and glance their way wordlessly.]
Yeah. The dead said there was something weird about it.
...They also said the Sergeant went over there, and he's going to act.
[Which means they need to, too.]
...They also said the Sergeant went over there, and he's going to act.
[Which means they need to, too.]
[Furrowed brow.]
They told me he plans on brainwashing them all like he did with Sakura's original group.
[But he's giving the refinery a more serious glance and begins heading inside. Looks like he's having the same thought about the need to poke around as Kino.]
How do you think they're getting information on their side?
They told me he plans on brainwashing them all like he did with Sakura's original group.
[But he's giving the refinery a more serious glance and begins heading inside. Looks like he's having the same thought about the need to poke around as Kino.]
How do you think they're getting information on their side?
I don't know... They can move around some version of the town, I think. Like in the video.
Maybe they've been finding clues over there? Things that they can find when they don't have townspeople to worry about. Plus, if the Sergeant went over there himself... there's a chance he told them exactly what he plans to do with them then.
Maybe they've been finding clues over there? Things that they can find when they don't have townspeople to worry about. Plus, if the Sergeant went over there himself... there's a chance he told them exactly what he plans to do with them then.
[Pray Clarisse would never do that.
Nobody stops them from getting into the refinery, but it doesn't seem like there's anything out of place over here. Rean seems to be okay too, if a bit antsy.
There's a feeling of anticipation in the air and nobody knows why. It's like everyone knows something's going to happen in the near future]
Nobody stops them from getting into the refinery, but it doesn't seem like there's anything out of place over here. Rean seems to be okay too, if a bit antsy.
There's a feeling of anticipation in the air and nobody knows why. It's like everyone knows something's going to happen in the near future]
| | Natalie? [ hi, Sakura's here and avidly curious about what she's doing here ] |
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