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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



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[personal profile] vdova 2018-04-07 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Just like we practiced, [ She murmurs, the touch of his back against hers a comfort she hadn't realized she'd been missing until just now. There's no need to give him a signal. He'll know when to move.

When he goes low, she goes high, using her pole as a vault to leap into the air, coming down hard on one of their assailants. It's not quite enough pressure to completely cave in his skull, but it is enough to crack it, and he explodes into the red dust. Natasha's pole lets out a loud clang as it hits the pavement of the street. Another descends on her, and she jabs up, knocking the woman back via her solar plexus.

Natasha spins as she stands up, twirling the pole out with her hands over her shoulders, and when Steve takes it from her, she dives into a roll. One assailant goes down when she sweeps his legs out from under him. The other stumbles back after she places a well placed fist to his groin. ]
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[personal profile] justbeingknife 2018-04-07 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Well, lemme tell ya then -- you're missin' out. Nothin' like spending a night out doin' stupid shit with some good company.

Although the cicada thing is gonna get real weird when summertime rolls around.


[ if it rolled around ]
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[personal profile] byanyother_name 2018-04-07 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Kurama doesn't actually know what look was on his face, but he can guess an approximation. And he can probably lie his way out of it, if he really wants to. He's a very accomplished liar.

But there's really no point, is there? It's better to save lying to people's faces for when it's truly necessary, especially in a situation like this one where he is...alone again... Deadly enemies mean a need to foster a certain level of trust.]

I don't know what you're talking about, Akabane-san~

[That doesn't mean he isn't going to mess with Karma a little. Even if not the one he knows, this is still Karma.]
lednikovyy: CW (And never again and never again)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-04-07 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's a step up from the aimless flirting Bucky's been doing lately, more to be charming than to actually get into anyone's bed, but he doesn't miss a beat and smirks as he answers. ]

most things are.
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[personal profile] kimoyos 2018-04-07 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
I know plenty of cool fighting moves!

[Shuri waits until after they've reached a safe place to hide and were inside before responding. She isn't trying to boast, but she's still amped after all that fighting and running so she's excitable. There's a smile on her face though, and she even laughs. clearly, she's not taking herself too seriously here.]

Why are there crazy murder people here? Brother said things could be dangerous outside Wakanda, but this is too much.
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[personal profile] vdova 2018-04-07 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ Her gaze becomes inscrutable, following his gaze down to the book, and she watches him for a second or two. ]

Coney Island?

[ She doesn't even need to think about what he's referring to — there's no point in thinking that he could mean anything else. She'd had a dream with him in it, about his past. The red dust that covered everything here had been there too. It was all too much to be a coincidence — this was a pattern.

Their hands are close together, a hair's breadth from touching. ]
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[personal profile] kimoyos 2018-04-07 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Shuri's of the opinion these aggressors will keep coming as long as the dust is so heavy. It's too hard to make sense out of anything with a storm like this. So she waits until the shield comes in contact with the figure's skull, and then she's reaching out to touch at Diana's elbow.]

A good warrior knows when it is wise to retreat. It is something my Baba taught me. Come, we need to go!

[She insists, sounding a little worried and afraid. While this woman may be able to fight well, she doesn't want to end up caught in a situation where they're surrounded with no hope of escape.]
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[personal profile] gotyourselfapilot 2018-04-07 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
I could try asking around if someone could study it or if they tried. If there's tool or equipment they might be able to analyze the red dust. If they get a ready it would be interesting to know. Considering that it was used as an attack and made everyone colorblind.

[ He didn't want that happening again or something worse. Poe wasn't even sure if the red dust could be used for any other means. ]

Anchor? It's a good thing that it does. Less work just more repetitive.
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[personal profile] gotyourselfapilot 2018-04-07 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ When she asks him to lead, it'll be something he's used to. Poe doesn't mind having others follow him but it's strange to think that it would happen here. As he turns to go he stops while turning back to face her and putting out a hand towards her. Offering a handshake. ]

I'm Poe Dameron, by the way. Just, Poe. You don't need to say anything fancy with it. [ It wouldn't hurt to introduce themselves now that there isn't anything too crazy happening just yet. ]
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[personal profile] kimoyos 2018-04-07 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
So primitive.

[Shuri's disgusted with anyone who would attack in these conditions. But hearing nothing in this place makes sense, because it seems so far removed from everything she knows. Which explains why she's so surprised when she's shoved to the side and Arya attacks again, making her stare at just how flawlessly the other girl can kill. The dusty display makes her gulp, and she stares at Arya for a second before nodding and continuing to run.

By the time they reach a place of safety, she's nearly gasping for air. Her side aches, and she presses a hand to it.
]

You're just as skilled as any of the Dora Milaje. Where did you learn to fight that way?
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[personal profile] beguiledcard 2018-04-07 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't seem to notice the responses to him settling down where he does, but the way one corner of his lips finally lifts at the words could say otherwise.

It's not until after he sets his cup down, that he responds. ]


Maybe you can test my tea skills, later.

[ But, then he's looking to the detective... just in time to feel that hand moving through his hair. His expression softens, cheeks darkening. Whatever he was going to say? That's briefly out of the picture...

For just a split second he's leaning closer. He catches himself, and lifts his hands just a little... clumsily. ]


That feels really nice...

[ He glances to the side, swallows hard, holds a blink... then just lets his head rest on the older teen's shoulder. He can still see Kurama - in fact, he's signing to him, device still in hand, with the hint of a... knowing look in his eyes. ]

By the way, Kurama... Nice choice on the rose. That's actually the kind of rose I would have recommended for telling someone who's cherished to "be happy."
Edited 2018-04-07 05:35 (UTC)
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[personal profile] deadboywalking 2018-04-07 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh dear, Will has miscalculated, he thought this would be easier than the truth WELP. He sort of huddles down in his rainbow scarf, like a grumpy turtle.]

you're just. confusing sometimes.
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[personal profile] clussy 2018-04-07 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
What about me is confusing?

(This was...not what he had anticipated. He slows to a stop and guess what, buddy, they're still holding hands so he winds up tightening his grip so that Will had to stop too. Or at least that's the intention.)
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[personal profile] stealyoursoul 2018-04-07 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
[He wonders why she stays in her true form if she can look like anyone, but then, he's got room to talk, locked up in a human shell when his true form looks like a demon made of smoke and fire.]

I've never met anyone who could do that before. [But he comes from a world full of monsters and sin, so he'll believe anything at this point. There's a short pause before he goes on awkwardly.] Is that why you're, uh, not wearing anything?

[It's a good thing Leo's thoughts range so far from the normal line of thinking that the sexiness of a blue naked woman never really crossed his mind. He's never really thought of anyone like that since he's so different himself.]
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[personal profile] beguiledcard 2018-04-07 08:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ A damn good question, and one that has him a bit stumped. This guy doesn't know the area. Doesn't have a phone that works here. Doesn't know friend from foe, beyond Akira... somehow.

Frustration briefly ghosts over his expression as he looks down at his phone. The only person who can use this... is him. His gaze shifts to the bag hanging at his side, and then he looks back to the redhead. ]


Come with me.

[ He'll try to make this quick? In fact, the second he leads the stranger over to a place that's shielded from the weather, he's already pulling out a piece of paper. He firmly holds it in place, his other hand pulling out a pen that he uses to draw the fastest map he's ever made.

( Granted, he's had some practice; he's had to draw this very same map a few times. )

While it's incredibly simple, he's put considerable focus on the few major landmarks, even including the colors of them. Everyone will be guided to the clinic, and the name of it is written: ]


Silent Treatment. [ handing the map over ] That's the name of the place I made for people who get hurt around here.

[ But the latter part isn't important right now, is it? So... he's pointing at the ground now. ]

If you look closely, there are paths you can follow. If you can manage to stick to those, you shouldn't get lost. Here-- [ holding out a flashlight ] This should help.
purpose: (( but just give it time. ))

[personal profile] purpose 2018-04-07 11:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's more food than she's ever seen in her life.

That's what captures her attention initially, after her nose has led her to the kitchen area. The second is his appearance, though Rey's stare doesn't linger for more than a handful of seconds — out of both civility and a lack of surprise. Jakku had come with its own variety of alien life and culture, after all; curious as she is, and as lacking as her etiquette is, she knows it's not exactly tasteful to start a conversation with "what are you".

Unfortunately, that aforementioned lacking etiquette prevents her from much in the way of a greeting. She's nothing if not straightforward, and it shows when she takes his attempts to communicate with her as an invitation into the kitchen, hovering near the plates he's already started to prepare.

Her own fingers fumble for the device, curiosity flitting across her expression.
]

You made this for all of us?

[ Generosity isn't a trait she's encountered much, and though it boggles a bit, she won't look a gift horse in the mouth. After another second, her inquisitiveness gets the better of her again, question firing off before he has time to answer the first. ]

What are they?
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[personal profile] danzan 2018-04-07 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Logan's brow raises in response to her stare.

He's following her line of sight to the space between his knuckles, though, and understands mutants must not be commonplace here. So to appease her, he lets the blade come out again, but only half an inch forward -- anything longer would be more tempting to touch.

The look on his face is a quick you satisfied?, and then he dips his head and sets to work gently washing the blood and dust away from her skin. ]
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[personal profile] danzan 2018-04-07 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)
OK.

[ If anyone expects anything even remotely resembling eloquence from him, they'll be sorely disappointed. Logan's just thinking something along the lines of mutant superhero, and that's all he really needs to know. ]

I'll keep a look out for her. [ Smiling slightly, he gave the signing tassel a pat. Fuwa was working harder than he probably ought to. ] She sounds like some friends I used to have, too.
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[personal profile] danzan 2018-04-07 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ingesting it, huh. Logan's pretty sure he must've swallowed some of it in the middle of the storm, but he didn't worry half as much as he felt he should have, in hindsight. The regeneration often meant that things along those lines were barely any threats to his health. ]

What happens when you eat it?
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[personal profile] danzan 2018-04-07 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's easy to feel basic when he's got someone with more ways to kill than a magician has card tricks. Logan actually spares a brief moment to look impressed before he's turning his head sharply and sticking his claws into another body, creating another mound of dust on the ground.

Like this, they move with ease. With a wider range of sight and sound, Logan's moving in a circle a whole radius apart from Brunnhilde, focusing on finding any civilians being chased about and either distracting or murdering their pursuers himself so they can escape. All the ones he can't kill with his claws, he kicks forward or backward towards Brunnhilde, sure she'll pick up his slack. She destroys like she was made for it, and he's just glad having someone with him means he doesn't have to get hit by things nearly as much as he would have if he were alone.

It works well until he picks up a girl in one arm (a kid, for fuck's sake), the little one trembling and crying into his chest. And with her, he knows he can't exactly leave her to run to shelter on her own. ]
Hey! [ Turning around, he makes a jerk of his head in the direction of a path just barely made out in all the swirling dust and water. ] I'm making a run for it. [ With the girl, obviously. ] Can you cover me?
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[personal profile] danzan 2018-04-07 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Jesus Christ. [ The exclamation escapes him before he can stop it from coming. Logan reaches out without asking, but pulls his hand back before he can touch the screen. ] Can you -- does that thing, can you make the pictures bigger? [ The term is 'zoom in', but he's not familiar with techie lingo like that. ]

How do they move? [ Looking at its terrible proportions, the animal in Logan's brain wonders why the Sound Eater doesn't have a tail. ] Straight line, crooked? It looks like it shouldn't be able to balance on legs like that...
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[personal profile] danzan 2018-04-07 12:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Colder.

[ Logan's distracted from the book despite his best efforts not to be. His control with the claws outside of nightmare space is impeccable, but for a moment he fears it won't be -- that they'll shoot out any minute now, pierce through her hand, and it'll smell like blood and...

But he stays calm. It's okay. ]


It might be a metal conducts heat thing.
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[personal profile] danzan 2018-04-07 12:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She shuts her eyes and Logan leads her blind, even if for those few moments.

It bothers him, not hearing any insects. It feels wrong and eerie and makes his skin crawl for how unnatural it is, how unreal. But he walks mostly content through the grass with some vague mental markings in his head of the trees and shapes they walk past, memorising so they don't get lost.

When he has to stop, though, he presses a smooth thumb to the side of Vanessa's hand to warn her. Then he makes a brief cock of his head, getting her to follow him to crouch behind a thick bush with buds of flowers ready for spring.

Pointing with his free hand, Logan points out a white rabbit nibbling at grass, its fur gleaming in the moonlight. Then he looks back to her with a half-smile. ]
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[personal profile] danzan 2018-04-07 12:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, God. The attitude makes him want to roll his eyes, but in his fatigue Logan only ends up slumping his shoulders just a bit. He'd pinch the space between his brows, but that seems like something Elektra'd find satisfaction in. ]

Thanks. [ Maybe the sarcasm travels fine even in text form. He doesn't know. ]

I hope you're not the obsessive type.
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[personal profile] danzan 2018-04-07 12:47 pm (UTC)(link)
1. Your signs'll keep me from getting lost.

2. Maybe let me paint some rocks, too.


[ There you go, kid -- offer in the air. Logan looks over at him with a raised brow. ]