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:

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

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Comments

[stealyoursoul]

[Of course things couldn't be too quiet around here. Now there's a damn warzone going on outside. Leo heads out and very shortly has someone trying to kill him. Leo may not have any weapons on him, but he hardly needs them. When one of the people comes at him, he just grabs him by the throat, lifting him up off the ground, and tossing him through the air.

Then of course Tetora comes barreling through. Leo just barely manages to step out of the way. Oh look, it's a lunatic disguised as help.]

Are you trying to kill me or them?!

cw: graphic violence

[nishizono]

At least you can talk!

[ another of the freaks comes through the dust and tetora doesn't even look when he drives a knife right into its chest before slashing up, neatly cutting the man a gruesome split from the sternum up. and then the man disintegrates into red dust, staining tetora in copper as the rain continues to come down upon them. ]

You got caught in the rain?

[stealyoursoul]

I do not need--[He grabs another opponent by the neck, who struggles for a moment before Leo simply snap it with an awful sound as the body disintegrates into dust.]--help!

[Tch. Such an ungrateful and rude man.]

[nishizono]

[ well wow if that's the way he's gotta be - tetora kicks a couple of these things in leo's direction out of spite. go get 'im, guys! ]

I was gatecrashing, dumbass!

[stealyoursoul]

[Leo's ire is raised up and it shows with the ferocity he goes after those attacking him. He actually takes a hand and drives it straight through the chest of one of them, right through where the heart should be. The resulting puff of red dust coats him from head to foot.]

Good for you. Then make yourself useful instead of being a pain.

[He very much is fighting back the urge to give Tetora a backhanded smack or two.]

[nishizono]

[ well check out the dickish meter on this guy, wow. without so much as a backward glance tetora drives a knife into an oncoming attacker's chest, hard, the man exploding into a cloud of red dust that covers's tetora as well. tch. ]

You're one son of a bitch, you know that? [ another man comes at him, teeth bared; tetora kicks his teeth in and then smashes his face on a nearby wall, the body slumping to the ground before saturating the mud with more red dust. ] You don't deserve this party.

[stealyoursoul]

So I've been told.

[They've got a few more to deal with before they're done. Leo looks around for something he can use besides his fists. There's a iron railing fence nearby and he rips out one of the railings, complete with the spike still attached on the top. Then he rams it through the stomach of a woman, sending her into a shower of dust.]

Fine then. I'll let you handle this all on your own, you ass.