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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:

Please be mindful of content - if something triggery comes up or if it goes up a rating to say, something sexy, mark your threads in the subject line. We're very flexible and allow any material; we just want our players to be respectful of each other. If you have questions, pp the mod account, use the faq or comment to the appropriate post below. Have fun! The OOC Plotting Post.

NAVIGATION



justbeingknife: (smile)

[personal profile] justbeingknife 2018-04-02 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Majima plucked a fruit knife out of one of the drawers and slid it across the counter for Alexandre to use. ]

Illusions, huh? That what we're callin' em?
delincuente: (i know you'll never change)

[personal profile] delincuente 2018-04-02 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[It takes Alex a moment to figure out what just happened, but then she sees the wand in Angus' hand, and her eyes widen in understanding.]

Yeah, I'm great. [One hand absently prods at her neck, as if making sure it's still in one piece.] They let you keep your wand?

[Totally unfair.]
delincuente: (we smell good we're alone so alive)

[personal profile] delincuente 2018-04-02 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Where would he get a feeling like that??]

yesterday
so far the whole deal isn't growing on me
bossily: (Default)

[personal profile] bossily 2018-04-02 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[His first question earned a roll of her eyes, but she didn't answer him right away. She'd just make him wait and wonder. Especially since she could see the store he had mentioned looming in upon them. It made her excited, and she shifted her device to rest in her pocket so she could grab his hand and take off at a run inside.

Her hand dropped his once they were through the doors, and she promptly hurried off to start looking quietly through the racks. She was on the lookout for dresses, primarily, but also grabbed some blouses and skirts too.
]

Have you attempted laundry here yet?
delincuente: (put me in the hospital for nerves)

[personal profile] delincuente 2018-04-02 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Really? I was hoping they'd keep trying to kill me.

[Said as she wracks her brain for a quick solution. Alex works best on the fly, without planning or preparation, but this is a little too "fly" even for her. She backs up, and the knife glints at the edge of her vision. Her boots kick up sand.

Idea.]


The fighting hasn't gone as planned,
so I could use some quick quicksand.


[She makes a gesture, and the ground beneath Knife Guy suddenly goes soft, his feet sinking down as he stutters and grunts. It only swallows up to his lower calves before slowing to a halt, but no struggling on his part seems to do any good.]

Didn't think that would work! [ she says, mainly to herself. Trying to do a more complex spell via hand magic isn't always successful, though she's been working on it throughout the four years that she's been her own teacher.]

(( ooc: GET HIM WHILE HE'S STUCK, FINN ))
paragon: (tws ☆ 011)

[personal profile] paragon 2018-04-02 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's enough time for Steve to recover from the sudden lack of a body to break his fall, the rest of his surprise warring between the sludge that remains of both bodies, and Natasha. Their jobs — or, failing that, Steve's nature — don't always allow for the luxury of surprise, though, and now doesn't seem to be an exception. Natasha stands over him like an avenging angel, difficult to tell where her hair ends and the swirl of red dust around them ends, and after meeting her eyes (his own wide) he looks away to brace one hand in the muck underneath him and kick upwards hard enough to crush the throat of a man, cutting the screams short. All of the dust from the bodies is starting to run together in small streams of rust-colored mud as Steve stands.

He can't just keep staring at her. There are probably more where those came from. He raises his voice over the wind.
]

Do you know where we are?
bossily: (Default)

[personal profile] bossily 2018-04-02 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[She watches him consider her offer, but doesn't try to sway his decision. Her teeth do press against her lower lip as she watches him type, and his response makes her smile a little in return. She doesn't need her device to answer, at least.]

Good.

[She's still learning signing, but prefers it over typing. It's unfortunate that she still needs to use both.]

Start now?

[But as much as she's capable of signing, it's still very limited. She holds up her copy of Pride & Prejudice, giving it a little wave.]
persevere: (narcissa39)

[personal profile] persevere 2018-04-02 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hold the phone. Supergirl? Caroline blinks a couple of times in surprise before she reaches for the girl's hand to shake it. After all, vampires are real. Why not superheroes? She already proved that she can fly.]

I'm Caroline. [This is so surreal.] Um, sure. I mean, it's super fun getting drenched out here and all, but that sounds a little bit nicer.
persevere: (treatyoself4)

[personal profile] persevere 2018-04-02 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Two months sounds like a lifetime at the moment.]

Does it storm like that here often?
persevere: (narcissa38)

[personal profile] persevere 2018-04-02 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay, Caroline likes her already. Small, pretty girl with a peppy attitude that's strong enough for city patrol? She's into it.

Despite her unhappiness about her arrival and, well, being here at all, she finds it easy to smile back. She nods once too, because she definitely gets what she means.]


Do people show up often? Just not like that?
persevere: (tvd614_0389)

[personal profile] persevere 2018-04-02 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[It probably doesn't help that Caroline has no issue with the sun and doesn't seem to avoid it in the slightest as she steps closer as well.

She's also instantly jealous of the other girl's clothes. She wants her own back desperately, and this orange jumpsuit is doing literally nothing for her skin tone.]


super new. ill take the storm so long as its not crawling with creepy dust people again.

whered you get jeans tho?
youcantfixme: (serious)

[personal profile] youcantfixme 2018-04-02 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
What is this?

[ Luke didn't let the question linger. ]

I mean, it's been a year since I saw you on trial. New York almost blew up but you weren't involved.

[ Luke was. Along with Jessica, Murdock and Danny Rand. Yet here was Frank Castle sticking by his side. The pain killed bigger men than Castle. Luke only felt it right to help the man up so they could make a hasty exit. Unless Frank had a better idea.

A hand easily moved Castle upright as they both caught their breath. ]
persevere: (staircasewit36)

[personal profile] persevere 2018-04-02 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
I guess?

[She's thinking much the same, honestly. If vampires and werewolves are a thing, then an alien with powers shouldn't be too big of a stretch, right? It's the whole is she really from the comics or did she just pick up the name because it fit thing that she can't reconcile.]

I know it sounds crazy, but I saw her fly. And she's just as strong as we are, if not stronger. I don't know what to think about it either.
lovesbitch: but in this kind (☾ 106)

[personal profile] lovesbitch 2018-04-02 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he starts leading the way back towards the houses, walking on the grass since the rain has turned the paths to mud once again. he could really use some shoes. ]

This place is stupid. They tell you about the sound whatsits?
oorah: (☠︎024)

[personal profile] oorah 2018-04-02 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ even if he could answer, he wouldn't. what is this - this place? what is this - between he and luke? he can't answer either one so he just waits until more comes. there's always more, he's learned. ]

Midland Circle? Yeah, I heard about that. [ he shrugs a shoulder, allowing luke to pull him to his feet. ] You come here right after?
persevere: (caroline019)

[personal profile] persevere 2018-04-02 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[Caroline breathes out, because at least the woman seems to be telling the truth. She's practically bleeding out without wincing, so it might even be for real. Either that, or she's in shock, and she's going to have to heal her anyway.

She turns her face slightly to the side to hide her eyes as the irises briefly darken, and she presses her own wrist to her mouth as her fangs descend, obscuring them from view. When she pulls her face back, it's normal, but there's a gash across her skin where she ripped it open, deep enough to bleed slowly.]


You're going to have to drink my blood.

[This part is less awkward when the person is bordering on unconsciousness, but whatever.]
youcantfixme: (thinking eyes dn)

[personal profile] youcantfixme 2018-04-02 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It didn't surprise him that Castle had heard about Midland. All of New York shook. Anyone with half an eye on the city would've been aware. ]

A few days after. I left a bar and found myself in Arizona. Then that mess you just went through with me--I haven't been through some of that in years.

[ Once Luke felt secure that Frank was remaining upright, he poured more water to drink. The copper taste was overwhelming. ]
oorah: (☠︎173)

[personal profile] oorah 2018-04-02 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
This place has a way of dredging up the past. [ it's a gentle indication that frank doesn't intend to bring any of it up with anyone else. maybe in exchange for some discretion of luke's, not that it matters anymore. he clears his throat with a rattling cough, his system is more used to the dust than luke's and he refuses more water with a waving hand. ]

You should know before you step out there: Jess is here. [ he meets luke's eyes unwaveringly, though there's something vulnerable in his own gaze. it hurts him when she hurts. that much is obvious. ] And so is that shitstain. Kevin. [ he'll avoid using that guy's cool guy alias whenever possible. ]
ferrokinetic: (The only thing that keeps me)

[personal profile] ferrokinetic 2018-04-02 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she nods, acknowledging the appearance of powered people in his world. ]

people started coming out in the fifties and sixties
where i'm from.


[ there are hundreds of theories, from human experimentation in ww2 gone wrong to some kind of divine plague. lorna is more concerned with how to protect them now that they're here, more than where they came from, so she's not too knowledgeable on that front. the mention of heroes makes her smile, though there's the touch of something grim to it. ]

all the heroes are gone though

[ villains too, if you count the brotherhood. they're on their own. that seems like too depressing a thought to share, so she turns her attention back to the guy with the metal arm. bucky. ]

most people are afraid of us
& what we can do
paragon: (cw ☆ 103)

[personal profile] paragon 2018-04-02 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He almost raises a hand to forestall her speaking, but she catches herself before he can even lift it halfway, drops it again to reach into the pocket of his jumpsuit. There's some fleeting disappointment that she had, despite his near gesture. He doesn't like not knowing his limits, how hard he can push back against them, so the silence is somewhat suffocating in that way. They've certainly been told, but that's not the same as knowing for himself.

But more than that, he wants to hear her voice. The easy intimacy of the way they speak to each other, if only so he knows it's still there.
]

Haven't tried. You don't snore, do you?
ferrokinetic: (Well I suppose)

[personal profile] ferrokinetic 2018-04-02 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he doesn't have to tell her twice! lorna's only too happy to take shelter from the storm, slipping in through the open door and standing inside dripping like a drowned cat. under normal circumstances she might cross to the kitchen to squeeze the red water from her green hair, or peel off some of her clothes.

right now though, it seems like a good idea just to wait. it's his house, after all. ]


Thanks.
underachievement: every time his eyes were just dead i was like yeeeEESSSSS (also he was so fuckable?)

[personal profile] underachievement 2018-04-02 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Jess meant to ask this at the meeting at the beginning of March but OOCly I dropped the ball, so she has a question and then I have a question about her question! Jess would ask an NPC if there has ever been an attempt to destroy the Reset Room(s). That's question one! Question two is that, considering she tends not to trust any answers they give her anyway: Could she ask the same of Lamar? Either to corroborate the answer she would have received on this log or, if it's too late to back-handwave that (which is understandable), to get that info for a first time from him? Seeing as he's holed up in her priz for a lil bit.
eachother: (Default)

[personal profile] eachother 2018-04-02 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
yeah, i'm down with whatever!
poppycock: (#11396943)

[personal profile] poppycock 2018-04-02 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
( at the moment, klaus doesn't want to think of it too much at all. it's been a long enough day without challenging the bounds of his wits. he pulls in a breath and sighs with a measure of tested exhaustion. he believes her, of course. there's little choice in the matter despite what he wants.

a sound of footfalls has him pause with tension; they're headed their way. klaus lifts hand to hover over caroline's arm, stilling them both and silently asking for quiet. he hears a heartbeat. breathing. human: not like their attackers. good. he looks caroline's way.
) I think we have a more pressing issue we can comprehend.

( in the blink of an eye, he's intercepted a man, wide-eyed at the appearance of another suddenly before him. klaus' hand has beckoned him to still and his eyes lock onto his. ) Stop, ( he orders, his pupils dilating and drawing him into his thrall. )
Edited 2018-04-02 19:14 (UTC)