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
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Lavi | DGM (CRAU)

[historyrabbit]

[ Sight of Lightning - OTA/Vanessa - PG it plz? ]

[Lavi is...well, used to smothering his feelings. That's what a Bookman does.

It's what he did...a long time ago.

So when it becomes clear that he's "infected" again with whatever is in this red dust, he almost holes himself up in his room.

But he has work to be done. Construction around the town, making it safe for folks to use buildings. Right now he's carrying supplies to a location and sometimes it's a struggle not to turn toward someone that passes him by.

Maybe it's your character?

Even if he doesn't know them, there's a strange tug, an urge to just kinda be close. Follow them around...

Cue the confusion on his face.]

[ Hair Shenannigans - locked to Riku ]

[Okay. Lavi has to hold in a chuckle until he helps tug Riku inside during the duststorm. He really wishes he had his hammer since it'd be helpful getting them inside quickly. But...the sheets he had make a good enough rope from the door of the house out to where the formerly silver-haired fellow had decided to be blown.

But once they're inside and the door is shut...?

Snerk. A chuckle. Then a quiet laugh as he looks the other over.]

Why Axel, so nice of you to join us. [Lavi's tone is teasing, of course.] Looks like you shrank a bit. Did the dust erode some of you away?

[ NETWORK - UN: NAMELESS ]

So while I was out on the scouting trip, I found a plant next to the river that I was familiar with. Saponaria officinalis [Some Latin for your devices.] or more commonly known as soapwort. I managed to break it down enough into a cleanser, it's super gentle so if you have sensitive skin it'll be good for you.

I have limited quantities right now, fifteen small bottles, so first come first serve. I'll ask that folks be nice and leave'em for those that need the gentle stuff until I can get some more.

My name is Lavi, you can catch me at Sora's house or making the library safe and sound to use again. Or on whatever construction project they have us working on.

[ Wildcard ]

[Don't see anything you like here? Lavi can be caught at the library, Sora's house and/or clinic. You can hit up his inbox or ping me at discord (hover) or gloryfalling]

network - un: sol

[skyofreverie]

[He's not here for a bottle. Leave that for other people.]

We should start a garden in the garage or something. Dig through the concrete for actual dirt, set up some light and find some seeds.

[historyrabbit]

We can probably break ground on it when it's raining next, you think? If I had my hammer I'd be able to bash it down quick. But I agree with the garden thing.

[skyofreverie]

Definitely. I'll get supplies to make it happen. I bet you'll get it in a few days like I got my Keyblade.

Let's go look for seeds in the meantime.

[historyrabbit]

Maybe. For now I can use a sledgehammer they have in the construction shed.

Isn't there a greenhouse too? Or do you wanna go tramping through the wilderness?

[skyofreverie]

Maybe. Until then the sledgehammer works. Think you can swing it or should we get someone else to do it?

Yeah I could probably trade some fish for seeds. But I wouldn't say no to tramping through the wilderness too.

[historyrabbit]

I can swing it. Though I'll have to be careful about my balance. I've still got my strength.

We'll have to bring sand like we did on the excursion Hotdog led.

[skyofreverie]

Okay, we can do it together. You swing, I'll make sure you stay on your feet.

Or we could fly... [Did he not mention that he could do that?]

[historyrabbit]

Sounds like a good plan, just make sure you avoid the hammer should it fall.

...Did you sprout wings without me knowing?

[possidetur]

( thankfully people don't change too much from black and white to colour making it easy for vanessa to recognise lavi as she spots him in the street. she does, however, also notice one thing about him that she hadn't seen before causing her to get out her device to tap one message to him )

You were correct about your hair.

( it was spectacular. if very different from anything that she was used to. such an unusual colour )

[historyrabbit]

[He's got a white jumpsuit too, so he really stands out like a sore thumb! Even if he's a bit dusty from working hard. Lavi looks down at the message itself and grins, reaching up with a bandaged hand (fingers done all the way to the tips, the entire hand, and up into the suit itself) to tug at his bangs.]

Makes me an easier target to hit I've been told. [He's thankful it's text, that way he doesn't have to choke over the words "my boyfriend used to say."]

[possidetur]

( there's a gentle frown, a confused expression over his words )

I'm not certain I'd want that.

[historyrabbit]

Made it helpful at home when I was playing distraction. [An easy grin, saying that he didn't much mind.] I always managed to get out of reach, so after a while it became a challenge to see how long I could go without getting hit.

[possidetur]

( vanessa still isn't convinced though his smile at least tells her that it was something of a positive experience for him. why she could not answer )

It sounds like it was a strange experience.

[historyrabbit]

My home was...different. I don't think I've talked to someone where it was similar with its oddities.

[possidetur]

Oddities?

( she was curious as to what he meant by that, not certain what would count )

[historyrabbit]

Most homes don't have grief-created monstrosities attempting to destroy humanity at the whim of Noah's descendants.

Lightning

[backstory]

[While they've spoken upon the network, Kija hasn't met him in person yet. Doesn't exactly recognize him as he makes his way down the street. The fighting of the day before has come to a close, but he's careful to watch for anything that may seem out of the ordinary.

He doesn't notice at all that he's really captured the attention of anyone else. At least not until his eyes pass over him and then-- ah-! They go immediately back. He blinks for a moment, opening staring.

This person...

Suddenly his device is out, and his own username will be recognizable.]

You have very orange-ish red hair.

[historyrabbit]

[Lavi had learned his lesson, pretty much, and stayed tucked away indoors with a book he was in the middle of transcribing for Margo. There was no need for Mister No Balance to go out where the wind could toss him around and he'd be more of a hindrance than a help.

The day after? Well, there's plenty of work for someone in construction to be doing.

He pauses and looks at his device, an amused grin crossing his face.]

Makes a great target, or so I've been told.

[backstory]

Do you think so?

[Perhaps that is the case. The princess definitely sticks out, although his companions have pointed out many times that Kija stands out as a result of his dragon claw for a right hand, too.]

Red is a magnificent color I think. It is descended from the gods.

[historyrabbit]

Well, it's certainly eye-catching. [Helps when also trying to rescue him.

...Please don't inflate his head, Kija.] Ha! I'll have to tell my friends that should they arrive.

[backstory]

It is different from the princess and the color I imagine King Hiryuu possessed, but it is surprising nonetheless.

[His village practically worships red hair.]

You should tell them! Where I come from, red hair is the mark of the Red Dragon god. Hiryuu descended from heaven and took on human form to help guide mankind and live among men. I have seen light shades of orange, but only one with truly red hair back home, and that person is the reincarnation of the King Hiryuu, so it is no surprise.

[historyrabbit]

So red hair still isn't a popular color in other worlds? Used to be in a place where there were a lot of them at one time, we all had various shades of it. Two could've passed for brothers of mine, if I had family.

I don't think I've heard this legend before, you'll have to tell me more about this Hiryuu. If it's something of your culture you're allowed to pass on to strangers.

[backstory]

Of course! Everyone knows the legends of King Hiryuu. Although most of the country believe it to be nothing but a myth anymore, outside of the dragon villages I suppose.

[It's such a shame! His dismay at the ignorance of most is constantly felt.]

Even some of the dragon villages have strayed over time and now abuse what should have been treated sacred. I am quite fortunate to have been raised in a setting with plenty of knowledge and those who treasure the divine instead of fear or shun it.

[historyrabbit]

Pretty sure we don't have a dragon village in my world, so it's probably not even something I would've had a chance to hear except in places like this. My job is to collect stories like this. [Kind of.]