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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



lilithsoul: (03)

[personal profile] lilithsoul 2018-03-30 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
I am attempting to learn how to relate to others. I suspect it will take time before I understand what causes them to feel more than they do. For now, "Content" is probably accurate, yes.

[Multitasking for the win. It wasn't as if both sets of hands would be busy at each moment anyway.]

I would appreciate the assistance, yes. You do not seem to have an agenda, which may help.

[personal profile] ex_tagartist520 2018-03-30 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
She didn't pull away, but she certainly hadn't gone to wrap her arms around her in turn. They lifted a little out of the way of Rei's, staying kind of frozen in place, her eyes a little wide as she tried to figure out what was happening. Was this... a hug? What the fuck?

"Uh, mostly in jest, but I'm starting to wonder more and more each day." She kept the waiver out of her voice, at least, because the only person to hug her in... ages, actually, was Eliot, and she's responding about just as stiffly now as she did then. "You never struck me as the touchy-feely type."
lilithsoul: (36)

[personal profile] lilithsoul 2018-03-30 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[She wasn't immediately sure why he had gestured, but in a moment it became clearer. She walked up closer and shook her head. No, she was fine and safe at least for the moment. It wasn't as if she was defenseless, though she really was better at fighting when she was piloting a giant robot. Specialists...

Looking around, she didn't see anyone present, but at least he seemed aware to be quiet. She mouthed the words 'are you new' with some over-enunciation to make sure it was easier to follow what she said.]
lilithsoul: (10)

[personal profile] lilithsoul 2018-03-30 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[This time, she caught the meaning, but her reaction times were poor. She did pull back in response to the blow, but most of it struck with its full force. The next time, she was trying to slide back, to use the force of Arya's attack to propel her while her eyes stayed narrow.

She was panting a little, but not much. At the very least, she definitely looked like she was in good shape, which was to be expected given what she had to do.]


Awareness... of surroundings... important for that.
lilithsoul: (44)

[personal profile] lilithsoul 2018-03-30 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am told there are robots here. They seem to have more emotion than me," she said softly while her arms encircled a little more and held on fast. Her head rested against Chloe's shoulder and she let out a sigh. "I am not usually like this. Physical contact isn't needed."

Was she a 'don't touch me' sort? Not really. She just didn't usually care about it. "Maybe something in the dust..."
clussy: ɪᴄᴏɴ ʙʏ ɪᴄᴏɴsꜰᴏʀʙɪᴛᴄʜᴇs (ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ) (𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍?)

[personal profile] clussy 2018-03-30 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
(There were a very select amount of heroes that Eddie could remember from his own world that he had hero-reactions to. Being from 1958 meant he had missed the circulation of a lot of superheroes such as X-Men and Iron Man. Though he understood the idea just fine enough. He crosses an arm behind him, resting his other against the counter. His brows raise up at that, but he supposes he isn't too surprised. Clara would have lived with them had there not been an flow of kids when she first came in. She probably would like knowing there was an adult with them now.

Especially since Logan wasn't the worst adult to have around. A little scary, maybe, but definitely not a bad guy. His chest gives a faint tug at remembering Laura, but he gently puts that aside. He can't hold out on the hope that she'll turn up.)


Oh...Yeah...(Eddie decidedly chooses not to mention that there was definitely alcohol in this house. He's not the best liar, but he says it absently enough that it's...not completely obvious.

A lot of children. A lot of children are here.)


Where are you staying?

[personal profile] ex_tagartist520 2018-03-30 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ... She's not sure if that's better or worse. Fuck. Someone needed to teach him how to use this thing right. Maybe someone not her, but she gets stuck with this kind of bullshit a lot. She's supposed to be a teacher, right?

While Chloe is normally one to appreciate snark, at least, even if it's greeted with a deadpan expression. ]


i can always make one up if you'd prefer, duck butt

[personal profile] ex_tagartist520 2018-03-30 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a lengthy pause before she sort of awkwardly pats her back with one hand. Is that how you returned this kind of thing? She's still trying to figure it out. Her forehead is about as creased as one could get, still not sure what to make of it. "Yeah that... Doesn't actually surprise me."

She clears her throat some, like that will somehow get the message that most people would have let go by now. "Sudden Hugging Syndrome isn't a chemical reaction I've ever heard of, but this place is full of new experiences."
oorah: (☠︎131)

[personal profile] oorah 2018-03-30 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he shakily gets to his feet just in time to accept the water, able to study luke for the first time unencumbered by their shared dreamspace. he chugs some down, which makes him choke when he goes too fast, but once he clears his airway he's chugging the rest anyway. frank lowers the cup and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, finding that he has to look up at the other man even with his combat boots on. ] Thanks. [ it's merely a croak, but heartfelt. luke isn't the only one who sees an ally in the man across from him. ]
lilithsoul: (02)

[personal profile] lilithsoul 2018-03-30 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, it certainly seemed to be getting a positive response from Rei. She squirmed a little at that awkward pat and smiled some into her hug. "It is probably something to do with recent events," she said finally after a moment, keeping her voice low and wriggling up to holding on quietly. The girl could have a vice grip when she wanted to. "Maybe making us feel vulnerable. Not sure. You smell... normal."

Someone really needed to teach her better complements.
backstory: Do not take (You think I'm pretty?)

[personal profile] backstory 2018-03-30 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Ice skating?

[He blinks. He's not really familiar with this.]

You dance on the ice? Would you not fall?
saltysanta: (Default)

/sluuuuuuuurp

[personal profile] saltysanta 2018-03-30 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, if it isn't Supergirl. Here to bring them more things to work with? A little inconvenient, on a packed day like this one, but he wouldn't say no--

--Oh. She's brought them a person. A very unhappy looking person, probably an extremely reluctant patient, if them having to be literally carried inside is any indication. Noël gives Arya a slightly skeptical look, before nodding and gesturing to the nearest free examining table for Kara to set her down.

He shows both of them his device, though he's fairly confident he already knows the cause, even without taking a look at any of the actual injuries themselves yet.]


What happened?
poodlemom: (Too many children)

[personal profile] poodlemom 2018-03-30 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Staying comfortable won't get us home, it's true. [they need to stay determined and not be too afraid to take risks. The benefit of cowardice is they could stay save, keep their heads down, but that's what the locals want in the end. They want them too afraid to leave or get back home. They can't settle here...]

I'm going with good people, we'll look after ourselves. [he trust Aizawa and Jae-Ha, they'll make the journey just fine. They've got freaking superpowers, for real!]
limped: (AND ALL THE TREES MELT AWAY)

[personal profile] limped 2018-03-30 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ New Orleans? That was in the States, right? Newt might ponder on it, but Klaus asks the same question, and Newt feels a loss for words. His tongue suddenly heavy in his mouth.

He doesn't remember.

It's frustrating.

He doesn't remember and he doubts he ever will.

It's beyond frustrating.


He doesn't remember where he's from, where home is supposed to be. Sure, the Glade had been where he'd had to live for almost four years.

It never felt like home, only the people.
] Dunno. [ It's an honest answer, because he doesn't. ] Couldn't tell you even if I wanted to. [ WCKD saw to that. ] Doesn't matter much now, I guess. [ Part of him doubts he'll ever return to wherever he's from. He'll either never remember, or die before then, he imagines. He's gotten farther than he'd ever expect.

Newt keeps his eyes low, watching the ground as he walks along with his uneven gait. He can practically feel all the questions this guy is itching with - a bit like Thomas in that regard too, Newt thinks.
] They claim that they don't know why we showed up here -- the people that actually live here. But there's these creatures - Sound Eaters - that hunt us all. Normally, ya gotta stay quiet. I've never seen one personally.

[ Newt doesn't trust the locals, and that's obvious with his tone. He's skeptical, even a bit to the Sound Eaters' existence, but he's seen Grievers, he doesn't want to test it. ] Don't quite trust that they're telling us everything. Got a lot of questions and not a lot of answers.
saltysanta: (pic#11627066)

[personal profile] saltysanta 2018-03-30 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
It's dangerous to go that far, especially without a path. I can make a lot of the supplies we need without you needing to put yourself at risk like that.

[What a helpful, good-natured dog. He's always liked animals better than most people; Teddy is just yet another example of why that's the case. He considers the question for a moment, though--he's seen enough of the sort of things brought into the clinic to realize that medical science has advanced far, far beyond anything he'd ever known in England.]

Any medicine you find would be good though. I'm not familiar enough with most yet to provide it easily. Any medical books you could find would help too.

[He definitely needs to learn more, if he intends to try and help much with the medicine around here--pharmacists and herbalists have a very specialized knowledge base, after all, and he's only had a few years of formal education in general.]
gimmesometassel: (Default)

[personal profile] gimmesometassel 2018-03-30 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
What kind of cloth does that? Can we make it if we can't find it?

[Carpet both likes cloth and is made out of it, but he still doesn't actually know much about the stuff. Not in any meaningful way, at least.]
list_maker: (wind)

[personal profile] list_maker 2018-03-30 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't really want to stay behind Kara but she relents with a moderate amount of stink eye] Because he killed and tortured innocent people. Some of them kids. [So, a pretty good reason.]
saltysanta: (pic#11627069)

[personal profile] saltysanta 2018-03-30 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Noël raises an arm to shield his face as he tears his staff back out, coughing; he hadn't expected the body to just..... crumble like that, to be honest. It not only bleeds it, but is completely made out of the dust? What is this, then? Some kind of..... offshoot of the Sound Eaters? The thought is unnerving, and yet..... it's reassuring to know that they can die, if that's the case.

He inclines his head towards the houses, pulling his device from his pocket and tucking his staff under one arm to type. Getting to somewhere safe and easily defensible should be a priority, but before that, he wants to make sure the trip is one they can actually manage.]


Are you hurt?
bringsthestorm: (fear)

[personal profile] bringsthestorm 2018-03-30 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's stunned for a moment (she'd never seen someone brained with a bat before, goddamn) but shakes herself out of it, swallowing hard — Jupiter had no evidence to believe this guy was any safer than the other guy, but considering he was coming to her defense, she was more inclined to believe in him. If he was from around here, wherever here was (Germany??? he wasn't speaking German), he'd have more of an idea of where to hide and get out of this storm than she would, too.]

A-Alright!

[The man with the knife meanwhile had regained some of his footing, though red dust was streaming down from the back of his head like rivets of blood. He staggers along with his knife swinging, obviously badly affected by such a hard impact, but he was determined to do harm, so it seemed — interestingly though, he seemed more interested in going after Jupiter than he did in Majima, despite him being the source of the injury he'd sustained.]
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[personal profile] bringsthestorm 2018-03-30 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[The whole situation left Jupiter absolutely dazed and confused, from being pulled away just out of harms away to being tossed to the ground unceremoniously, which elicits an "oomph" from her due to the impact. The noise catches in her throat as she tries to say something to the woman, to wait, hold on, there's got to be another way than shooting the dude, some sort of diplomacy — but Maria barely leaves any time before she shoots the dude square in the face, which pulls a scream from Jupiter's lips. But the scream evolves into a very confused noise as the injury is an explosion of ash and dust, leaving the figure to dissipate into nothingness in front of them. Ah. W-well, then.

Hands shaky, she takes Maria's own and hoists herself upwards, looking at the woman in some sense of awe and bewilderment.]


Ah... t-thanks.
voidmage: (but this friendship is everything)

[personal profile] voidmage 2018-03-30 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
skedaddled?

[She doesn't know what that means. That they died maybe.

And her manners are a little bit lacking but she isn't trying to kill anyone so maybe that counts for something. When invited to come alone, El looks around before glancing back at him with a sense of wary.]


dont know

[This man is a stranger and while she's capable of taking care of herself, doesn't want to have to kill anyone else.]
clussy: ɪᴄᴏɴ ʙʏ ɪᴄᴏɴsꜰᴏʀʙɪᴛᴄʜᴇs (ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ) (𝚕𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝)

[personal profile] clussy 2018-03-30 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
(It's not the easiest thing to pick up. No language was. Eddie had gotten pretty all right at it, but he was also still sloppy and sometimes used the word 'mouse' for when he was trying to say 'food' or other similar mistakes. Her smile is warm and Eddie, honestly, has not yet a bad mutant. He's met questionable mutants, but none that seemed awful. So Eddie smiles back, feeling just as good about it as she did.)

Hi Raven. I'm Eddie. Is Mystique your code name thing?

Not here, no. Erik was around for a little, but I don't think he's here anymore.
(He's almost positive she would recognize the name. He makes a vague gesture behind him.)

But I was on a ship called Avagi just before this and there were loads of mutants there. Kurt was blue too but he had a tail. And Rogue basically became like my sister. I knew Charles and Logan.
Edited (forgot to introduce Eddie whoops) 2018-03-30 20:15 (UTC)
oorah: (☠︎043)

[personal profile] oorah 2018-03-30 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ frank has been keeping to himself since he got home from the trip and as a result doesn't notice her absence. something he'll no doubt beat himself up for later. he's looking for a "new" book since he finished treasure island and besides, there's just something comforting about this dilapidated library. he remembers his first few weeks when he was here all the time, before he became the social butterfly reims had come to know him as. he spots a familiar face shifting along the rows of books, but leaves her to her own devices when she doesn't spot him right away.

when he's done gathering his bounty, he makes his way out to the study area where he knows he'll find clara and soundlessly slides into the seat across from her. hey girl ]
voidmage: (I can see you in my mind)

[personal profile] voidmage 2018-03-30 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[The man can't say anything in return thanks to his windpipe being crushed but he sure is struggling to get air into his lungs.

As for El, she's not the same girl who ran away from the bad men anymore. Besides, who knew what else she might find out here. This stranger is not the first person El has seen die. She's more curious about the other individual with powers like hers. Of course, El doesn't know that the woman isn't using telekinesis like her but something different.]


You're like me. [Here is where she lifts a hand to towards Lorna's left arm but doesn't touch without permission, not yet. She's Eleven and Kali was Eight, is this person from the lab too? Will El find a numbered tattoo on the woman's arm?]
limped: (AND THEN OUR SHADOWS)

[personal profile] limped 2018-03-30 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A boy had mentioned being on a space station... He wonders if this girl is from the same group. ]

I figured.

[ Newt's fairly certain they're still on Earth. ]

Dunno, if you figure it out, please tell me.
I hear they give it back to us after they've sound proofed it.


[ Newt didn't have much on him, aside from his clothes. And while a lot of people were bothered by the jumpsuits, Newt didn't really mind. ]