MOD LOG #3

[bequiet]

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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[kiljoy]

[Kilgrave is celebrating his newfound freedom by taking a walk, as you do, when one day he happens to walk by the fountain and bump into none other than Faith. There she is! He's been hoping to see her for a while now.

Kilgrave walks right up smiling like they're bestest pals and pauses to admire this little training routine she's got going on before he signs a greeting at her:]

Morning! Looking good.

[kiljoy]

[He knows about the dream, of course. Thanks to Isabel, he had it too. He takes a couple of steps forward when she steps back. Not trying to threaten her; in fact, he's cheerful. Just greeting a friend.]

Just saying hello. Did you like my present?

[kiljoy]

Beautiful, aren't they? Just like you.

[He smiles, all pearly white charm. Really, she ought to be swooning by now.]

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[deadboywalking]

[Ew, it's all sticky and puddle-y around here, gross. Will might be an especially quiet and sweet-tempered thirteen-year-old boy, but he's still a thirteen-year-old boy, so mud is always going to be appealing for him. He'll just be hanging out and poking thoughtfully at one of the puddles in the sandpath with the toe of his shoe when he sees Faith approach. Considering how much fighting there was yesterday, he's relieved to see she's okay.

Have a wave, Faith. How've you been, how's your life, had any wild gay feelings lately?]

[deadboywalking]

[Oh, hi there Faith, whatcha doing? You're...doing some weird arm thing. Will actually looks confused by it for a moment -- usually he's the one offering to hug someone, and then it's usually only his close close friends or family. He's not used to someone wanting to initiate contact.

Once he gets it, though, he perks up like a hopeful little sunflower, obligingly straightening up and sidling over, like he's waiting for Faith to think better of it and move away from him.]

[deadboywalking]

[Hugs are the best, he likes hugs. Will sort of clings onto Faith, the way he would if it were his mom here, but moves back quickly the second she starts to let go.

Then he brightens, turning red in the face and nodding.] thanks. you didn't have to get me anything, though. i mean, i like what you did, but you didn't NEED to.

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[sunflowering]

[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.]

[sunflowering]

[Ah! That's good. She thought it must, especially if people use the space to fight within, but in this place it's always best to be safe instead of sorry. Or something like that.]

Hello there!

[ . . . It's so nice being able to speak normally. Even if she does so in a quiet voice.]

I hadn't been here before, so I just wanted to peek in. Is that all right?

[sunflowering]

[Yuuki is tiny, barely reaching five foot, so she isn't the most intimidating in appearance.]

Ah-- punching bags? Like where you wear those funny mitts and hit them really fast like in the movies?

[She isn't sure that they had those back at Cross Academy in the day! Or she had never used them if they did.]

Sure! That sounds like fun. I've never done it before!

lightning - better late than never???

[iisupergirlii]

[Kara is... pacing. She'd started out just as determined, heading out after working to look for Faith. But Reims is getting more and more crowded, and Kara never could find her. And now she's... a little bit keyed up. Not nervous. Faith always makes her nervous, and this is different from that - like a need is bubbling in her to see Faith, to tell her everything, make it crystal clear exactly how she feels for the vampire slayer.

She's just about to go out and try again, march into the night and x-ray every house until she finds her - but when she flings her front door open, there's Faith, standing on her porch, her hand raised to the oil can. Kara freezes, staring at Faith then quickly ushers her inside, closing the door so they can talk.]

Oh my gosh am I glad to see you.

[iisupergirlii]

[Kara reaches out first, taking one of Faith's hands into her own and leading her to the theater room to the right, to settle down on one of the comfy white couches.]

I was out looking for you too!

[she doesn't let go of Faith's hand, sitting facing Faith and closely enough that their knees touch.] I'm just... I feel weird. But... excited? [she gestures at Faith with her free hand.] About you, specifically.

cw: talkin 'bout s e x

[iisupergirlii]

[Kara rakes her teeth over her bottom lip and looks Faith over. her own excitement is threatening to bust her open at the seams, and with Faith this close, she's practically vibrating with excitement.

She takes a deep breath, and then another. She has to calm down, some. Especially if she ever wants to get out what she wants to say.]

Me too, all the time. It's definitely amped up, a lot, right now, and that's probably weird, but even before this, Faith, I just. I really care about you. And it's more than just that... that one night we had, even if that was incredible. I don't usually do that - you know, sleep with people I'm not dating and serious about.

And I'm so worried I'm going to scare you off, but gosh, I just feel so much for you, and I just - I like you a lot. More than sex or friends or whatever.