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The Quiet Place Mods ([personal profile] bequiet) wrote in [community profile] quietplacelogs2018-03-26 07:21 pm

MOD LOG #3



MOD LOG #3


Arriving in style
Content Warnings: Fighting, death, violence
Themes: Survival, plot

It's early in the day when it happens. The red dust that seems to be everywhere sweeps through the city streets, mixing with the steady patter of rain and making it hard to see and breathe. All red and leaving the taste of copper if inhaled, what could have been an easy day without any trouble quickly becomes anything but. While those in the community are heading for cover or finding ways to continue on through it, the new arrivals begin waking up in different cities all over the world. There won't be anyone to greet them, and leaving the room through the door is their choice - after doing so, they'll immediately step out into the city they were assigned. The streets are empty, houses abandoned, everything crumbling and in ruins. There will be signs noting their location, which they'll catch a glimpse of before a sharp push forward causes darkness to engulf them.

Waking up for the second time, in Reims but not in the Reset Room, they'll come to inside the red dust as it whips through the streets of the community. They won't be alone for long. Another person will be waking up beside them, and after a few moments of disorientation, try to attack. They might have weapons or use their hands, and they will not stop until they've taken a fatal blow. Their blood is dust, and they, along with their weapons, disintegrate after they've died. Can you stop them on your own? Will someone come to your aid?

The Sight of Lightning
Content Warnings: Poison, sex
Themes: Survival, plot

The day after the storm, the same red dust will find its way through Reims and come into contact with every person. Since the dust is everywhere, some might not notice that it's floating through the community and know that something is off. The effects don't begin until night fall, where everyone will feel the desire to seek out companionship of many different kinds. Though it is not always the case, the people that saw each other in color will "want" to be with that person more strongly than they might already, and will be more likely to confess or do something about it. Some might feel an intense need to be around another person, though not necessarily sexually - almost as if they need that person around them to be happy or content. For some, it might be a desire that can only be fulfilled by more than one person.

The effects wear off the next time the person gets wet. This can be a splash of water across the face or fully submerged. Or even drinking something.

OOC
From your mods:

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NAVIGATION



lednikovyy: CW (Another night and I'll see you)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-03-29 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
there've been stories about people getting abilities like this where I'm from
only met a few


[ He's not even sure where all of their various abilities come from, but he hopes the people gaining them will chose to use them for good. Being under HYDRA's control showed him some of the worst things humanity has to offer, but it hasn't completely stamped out the optimism that people like Steve inspire in him. There are good people out there. He has to believe that. ]

some of them are heroes
sunflowering: (Here puppy...)

iii

[personal profile] sunflowering 2018-03-29 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yuuki isn't particularly interested in sparing. She wouldn't mind on some level- but at the same time she isn't exactly too fond of showing her cards except when necessary.

. . . Well. When it comes to fighting anyhow. Her offer to help with a miniature ice rink doesn't count. Especially when she's thought of as something other than what she is. But she's curious nonetheless and peeks inside the building for a first time.

People learning self-defense or honing their skills is an important thing. Especially in this world of all places.

She glances around for anyone who might be around or in charge of the place, and wonders if the building is soundproofed.]
lednikovyy: CW (Some other way to continue)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-03-29 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Bucky keeps up easily, falling into step next to Kilgrave. ]

Bucky. Nice to meet you.

[ He offers a sidelong handshake. ]
353: (pic#12092990)

[personal profile] 353 2018-03-29 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He'd keep hugging her for longer but it's hardly the best weather right now for it, Mike pulling back to inspect her face. He frowns when he notices her nose bleeding, a telltale sign she'd been using her abilities. There's a multitude of reasons why she would have felt the need to use them, and not one of them Mike can think as being good. ]

What happened? Are you okay?
lednikovyy: CW (Stay out of the light)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-03-29 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He offers her the briefest glance. He hadn't even realized he'd been helping someone he knew, but he recognizes her from the lab in Wakanda. ]

Yeah, he's--

[ Wordlessly, the man twists out of Bucky's grip and spins to aim a kick at him. Bucky takes the blow without a wince and swings a right hook at the guy, but he ducks away from the blow. ]

slippery.
353: (pic#11984700)

[personal profile] 353 2018-03-29 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Mike doesn't have to ask which she Will is referring to. ]

You've got a feeling? [ Mike glances out the window again, then back at Will, torn between happiness and his stomach filling with dread. ] Out there? [ In that crazy ass storm? Yep, definitely more concerned than happy. ] Can you feel if she's okay? [ He doesn't know how it works for Will. ]
clussy: ɪᴄᴏɴ ʙʏ ɪᴄᴏɴsꜰᴏʀʙɪᴛᴄʜᴇs (ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ) (𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚢)

[personal profile] clussy 2018-03-29 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
(Eddie realizes only a couple seconds after hugging Natasha that he probably should have approached with a bit more warning. It's too late now though, and he doesn't feel too bad about possibly catching her off guard. It's a slow, hesitant hug, lacking a familiarity that has Eddie leaning back to stare up at her with curious eyes.

Only he's not offended by the blatant confusion on Natasha's face. He remembers Clara being stunned in a very similar way when she had first arrived. And Tetora had been confused too. It seemed to happen sometimes, and Eddie doesn't hold it against her.

Instead, he grins at her, and gently removes himself. He takes out the device and quickly types up a message to show her.)


Hi. I'm Eddie. We've met before- although I take it you don't remember me? It's okay if you don't. It happens sometimes here for some reason.
equivalent_trade: (Ed: injured)

[personal profile] equivalent_trade 2018-03-29 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Wait, I breathed in a whole bunch of it since I got here... does that mean I'm going to experience ill effects?

[ Edward clapped a belated hand over his mouth, looking a little dismayed. ]

Do you know if the dust is alive? Or just some kind of medium?
kiljoy: (aka we're inevitable)

[personal profile] kiljoy 2018-03-29 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[So she did like him. There's an admission, he'll hold on to that. Why is it that other people always seem to be a sticking point? Honestly. He shakes his head, and he's going to have to use the device to say what he wants to say next; he doesn't have enough vocabulary to use the sign language.]

Did you already forget? I didn't hurt you. You got hurt because that ogre Frank and his buddies kidnapped and tortured you. But that doesn't matter. What matters is how you feel. You liked me. You have to admit there's something between us.

[She almost admitted it. He looks over at her, searching her eyes. Can she really keep denying it?]
equivalent_trade: (Ed: you'll pay for this captain planet)

[personal profile] equivalent_trade 2018-03-29 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course not! I'm a human being, just like you!

...My right arm's automail, that's all.

[ what kind of crazy story even was this. ghosts? robots?? either way, there was an alleyway up ahead -- maybe they could use it to give the man the slip? ]

Turn in here! That guy shouldn't be able to see too far in all this dust!
lednikovyy: CW (Some other way to continue)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-03-29 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Bucky shakes his head. It seems like a lot of people have just woken up in the storm today, but he hasn't been here long enough to have a measure as to how strange that is. Maybe these storms just happen and no one's mentioned it to him. He's not exactly Mr. Connected here. ]

I've been here a few weeks.

[ Just him and Stark, the good old pal. He's not sure if she'll make that situation better or worse, but it probably can't get too much worse, right? She'd turned on Stark to do the right thing, but there's no right thing to do here. Bucky's not on his way to stop a potential disaster. He's just here with not much to offer and his hands soaked in decades of blood. ]

I don't have a lot of answers about this place, but the natives aren't immediately hostile. I definitely don't know what that's about, but it's not the first time I've seen it today.

[ He gestures towards where the man had turned to dust. ]
personify: (kicking ass)

[personal profile] personify 2018-03-30 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
[She looks at said shoulder, rolling it a moment and then smirking at him. The longer she stands here with him, the more comfortable she's becoming with her decision. And when he steps closer to her, she's inching just a bit closer too, grateful for the closeness, it feels like scratching an itch.]

Yes, good as new. I don't heal as fast as you. But reasonably fast.

[There's a slight growing flirtation in her smile as they continue, like she's finally working up the courage.] I've been meaning to thank you. For helping me out of the storm. For saving me. [Again. Only this time it hadn't been saving her from herself.]
sunflowering: Do not take (Kids say the darndest things... ='|)

B

[personal profile] sunflowering 2018-03-30 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Amid the coppery dust that feels thick on her tongue, and the rain that, while frustrating, gives a small reprieve from the Sound Eaters, the scent of blood floods her senses, impossible to ignore. It's thick in the air, human and other creatures alike mixed together and indistinguishable from a distance. There's so much of it around, and it's difficult to tell friend from foe. Her eyes, normally a brownish burgundy swirl blood red, impossible to disguise when so many bleed from injuries and open wounds.

Her impression of the man with the inhuman eyes is that he's in poor shape. Covered in blood, she notices him stumble as he struggles to right himself amid the circumstances. Brows knit in concern as she approaches, Yuuki isn't sure immediately if he's one of the attackers or someone who has merely tried to defend himself from the start.

In contrast to the gore and their surroundings, what happens next doesn't fit into bloody scene. A couple of tiny butterflies, unaffected by the rain, flutter near the man. One, two, three... their number slowly increases ahead of a mass that concentrates around the figure of a girl as she nears. Upon her back the butterflies morph and change, merging together to form wings, with tiny ones separating only for others to take their place. It's ever shifting, but she doesn't show any sign of discomfort. Instead she's focused on him as she tries to access the situation, glancing toward a pile of bodies and back to the man.

Enemy or ally, what she knows for sure is that he's hurt.

This is one of the precious few occasions in which they can actually talk. In another flash she's upon him, and kneeling down she gently reaches out to touch him.]


You're hurt. Let me help bring you out of this mess.
sunflowering: (Cute as a button)

[personal profile] sunflowering 2018-03-30 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Well that is. It's a rather sudden question but Yuuki nods. Is everything okay? Is he all right? Her concern is evident as she tilts her head in question, and signs with the little that she knows.]

Yeah, what is it?
poppycock: (#11131397)

[personal profile] poppycock 2018-03-30 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
( there is no time to waste. alive she is, but in moments she will be past saving, even for him. he sees the sight in her eyes, the shock of black and death, and he holds that gaze with the steady sereneness of an immortal: untouchable, unafraid. certain.

and he is: certain. either death will claim her, or he will.

his hand grips the protruding wreckage in her middle; he yanks it out with ruthless precision. and he moves in a blur, gauging his wrist open with his sharpened fangs, splitting himself open. the wind and rain whip around them, his eyes golden and pitch amidst the red. still he looks at her.

he presses his spilling wound against her lips. he says,
) Drink, ( like a promise, like an offering. )
sunflowering: Do not take (Certain things just can't be rushed)

At the Door

[personal profile] sunflowering 2018-03-30 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
[This isn't exactly how Yuuki wanted to see the dance studio for the first time. It's a blood bath outside, with death in the air. The rain has managed to wash most the blood that's accumulated upon Yuuki off her cheeks and from her hair, but there are a few dark patches that stain her clothes. Any injuries she may have received have disappeared and she seems fine, if not somewhat tired.]

Victor--!

[She rushes to the door when she spots him, glancing up in concern and worry.]

Are you all right!? [She peers behind him to see if there's any injured. Her senses are all mixed up due to the rain and the amount of blood that currently bathes the town.] Make sure everyone stays inside, okay!
kiljoy: (aka come on in)

[personal profile] kiljoy 2018-03-30 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Kilgrave accepts the handshake, nodding back.]

Kilgrave. Same to you.

[It's not too far. They just need to be careful picking their way over the sand paths.]
poppycock: (#11005894)

[personal profile] poppycock 2018-03-30 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
( she certainly isn't in tip-top shape, is she? he hardly believes he's any better, but at least he's fed. out of the storm and with a portion of his strength back, he can see how battered and fierce she has been during whatever battles she has faced. the weariness weighs on her; he can see.

he extends an arm to her, a silent invitation for her to come further inside and lead the way.
) I'm certain we can find something for your palette.

( he assumes, anyhow. despite the abundance of foes (and he's not about to bite them) there's also been plenty of people. potential men-in-arms, of course — but there are priorities. )
Edited (this icon is better) 2018-03-30 01:00 (UTC)
monomachy: buckybear @ ij (oath)

arrival numero uno

[personal profile] monomachy 2018-03-30 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
[They yell had come from Diana, after a particularly vicious swing from her attacker glances off her bracelet and into her forearm. The Amazon grits her teeth, stepping back, losing her patience. She isn't quite up to her full strength yet, but adrenaline is pumping through her and making her lose focus on subduing her attacker instead of using force.

Another yell cuts the air--a young woman's, muffled slightly by the mud and rain. But it's enough, and for a brief moment, she sees an opening. A non-lethal one, at least.

Diana dips low, sweeping her leg out at her assailant's, knocking him to the ground.]
sunflowering: Do not take (So many regrets)

Lightning

[personal profile] sunflowering 2018-03-30 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Rei...

Yuuki spots the familiar short-haired girl from across the way. After the events of yesterday she's on high alert and checking in on everyone, putting in an extra patrol, and making sure everyone is all right.

She doesn't hesitate to cross the distance between them. Doesn't the other girl seem troubled? Which is unusual when considering her personality.]


Everything okay, Rei?
iisupergirlii: (hold on)

arrives ten years late with y'all's favorite starbucks orders

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-03-30 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Honestly! Kara had said she was going to keep an eye on Arya. There's no need for all the grumpy complaining. Kara's been in and out of the clinic herself, mostly fetching supplies, flying people in and out, and moving in more beds from the hospital to here.

She holds Arya carefully in her arms, close against her to keep from jostling her too much, and she flies her to the clinic, her face twisted in worry. When she lands, she makes sure Arya is settled before looking for one of her... teammates? coworkers? She runs across Noël first and taps him on the shoulder, holding up a message on her phone.]


I just brought Arya in. She's been hurt. Can you look at her?
vindicavi: (pic#9936481)

[personal profile] vindicavi 2018-03-30 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't know this woman at all, but he's not above thinking her an enemy as well, having watched her dispatch the one following him with all the subtlety of a freight train. He's been on a battlefield before, he's seen and caused the death of others firsthand, but this is the first time he's seen it happen so brutally.

When the man disintegrates into a dust cloud, his initial reaction is one of surprise. Shock. Even a hint of horror.

...and through it all, he focuses his Susano'o around himself, ready to push it from ribs into skeleton into ghostly figure if necessary. His sword hadn't made the trip, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have some sort of weapon if he needs it, and he still has his rinnegan and Amaterasu at his disposal, though they're limited in how many times he can use them.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend is a phrase he doesn't know the meaning of. ]
poppycock: (#11253496)

[personal profile] poppycock 2018-03-30 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
( a truce, then. an understanding, reached.

klaus takes newt's hand, his movement to accept unrushed, his grip firm but no firmer than necessary. the hand is warm; his heartbeat steady. human, he guesses. still, his eyes keep the young lad's. and though they are focused, they are less piercing without the promised threat; he is curious, despite his readied concern of everything and everyone here.

he doubts very much this boy would be able to hurt him, but something wants to. that something seems to have brought them both here.

klaus glances at the pile of dust as newt does; so this was a new iteration of foe. he lets the boy pass after his suggestion and deigns to turn and follow; and why not? seems they are incidental allies, he's clearly the one with less knowledge about this predicament, and he couldn't agree more.
) Not here, ( he answers, only somewhat blithely. ) Last I was home, ( he pauses, infinitesimally, because the idea of home is fraught; he hasn't had a true home since marcel saw to it that years of his life were stolen, his family scattered, ) it was in New Orleans.

( his eyes find the back of newt's head. ) And you?
justbeingknife: (the f?)

[personal profile] justbeingknife 2018-03-30 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Well, if you're happy with the way things are, suppose it don't matter who calls you a robot. Sounds like it ain't interferin' with your job.

[ Actually, 9S was pretty personable, and Majima wouldn't call him robotic, either. ]
danzan: all icons by <user name="danzan">. please don't take. (044)

[personal profile] danzan 2018-03-30 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ Though Logan doesn't understand the deeper implications of her armour falling away, of there being nothing left but Brunnhilde and her strength, he forms a small smirk regardless -- and not just because he's had another handful of dust implode in front of him and join the mud on the ground. ] I was tired of it when I woke up with shit in my eyes.

[ When another comes charging at him, he's too preoccupied taking a hit from a scythe (a scythe?) with his forearm to claw the guy to death. His hand is out of position to stab, but he uses his wounded forearm to and curves it horizontally, strong enough to push the attacker Brunnhilde's way as its hands leave the hilt of its weapon. The scythe is still jammed firmly in him, but he pulls it out with nary a sound, and then turns his head sharply to throw it in the direction of the next armed attacked to run their way.

His wound closes up. Logan takes a good look at his surroundings, mutant eyes squinting through the downpour and the dust, and then -- ]


You gonna look for shelter, or you coming with me to get the civs get outta this storm?