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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NAVIGATION

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Comments

[iisupergirlii]

[Kara launches forward, following Arya on instinct. She can't just rush off into danger like that! Geez Louise. Kara's quick to catch up, impossibly so, and then she's trekking next to Arya as they follow the trail of footprints. It leads straight out of Reims, and Kara wonders how far the sand can possibly go, not in the community. She touches Arya's arm to get her attention.]

We shouldn't wander too far. If the sand stops, we should stop. Okay?

[list_maker]

[Arya is distracted by the prints so it takes a moment before she looks back at Kara who's still touching her arm. She looks Kara up and down then the tracks.] If we reach the end of the sand path. Can't you fly? [Why would the sandpaths matter?]

[iisupergirlii]

...yes, technically I can fly.

[She could fly them out of there, but it makes Kara nervous to have Arya out and about like this. She's a kid, despite the fact that she seems absurdly capable. Kara won't let anything happen to her, but it'd be much easier to protect her in Reims, on familiar ground. After all, they've gotten the song and dance of all the people who tried to leave and never came back.]

[list_maker]

Technically? You can either fly. Or you cannot.[Arya rolls her eyes though, relenting and not openly moving off despite Kara's warning, like she's want to do.] What do you think it might be? Have you ever seen a creature that leaves prints like this?

[iisupergirlii]

I've fought a few aliens who could probably left prints like this, but I feel like we would have heard them if they were here. They all liked to yell.

What about you? Know anything that could do this?

[list_maker]

[Arya pulls out her device. All this signing is getting exhausting.] No. Not other than a very large man with no shoes... I do know a man that is nearly this big.

But I've never seen his feet. [Nor did she care too. All she wanted to see of the Mountain is her blade slitting his throat.]

[iisupergirlii]

[Kara wrinkles her nose. Yeah, that's understandable. She wouldn't want to see some random big guy's feet either.]

If he knows you, you probably would have ran into each other by now. If this was him. I guess we can follow it for a bit, but first...

[she sends the message and then switches to her camera, pointing it down at the footprints and snapping a few pictures, putting her hand next to the footprints to show the size better. When she's done, she looks up at Arya with a nod that they can go.]

[list_maker]

He's not a friend. If I saw him, I'd try to kill him. [Should she have kept that to herself? Probably. But Arya isn't one to censor her feelings.

She follows beside Kara, then she kneels placing her hand inside a print out of curiosity] It is still warm. Fresh.

[iisupergirlii]

[well consider Kara shocked.] Stay behind me. If it's fresh, it's not far away.

[after another moment of following, the curiosity gets the better of her.] So why would you kill him?

[list_maker]

[She doesn't really want to stay behind Kara but she relents with a moderate amount of stink eye] Because he killed and tortured innocent people. Some of them kids. [So, a pretty good reason.]

[iisupergirlii]

[whatever Kara was expecting, it wasn't that.] He sounds terrible.

[list_maker]

He is. He's a monster. Pressed his own brother's face into a fire when they were children. [And maybe she wants to kill him for that too. She'd hated Sandor for a long time, but by the end, she'd come to care a great deal for the younger Clegane.]

[iisupergirlii]

[Kara shakes her head, not sure what to even say.]

I'm so sorry. That's awful. [she points at the trail then, thankful for the distraction.] Looks like whoever this is followed the sand left.

[list_maker]

It was, yes. But a lot of awful things happen. [Especially in Westeros.] Okay. Then lets go left. [She's determined to see this through now, and hoping it doesn't just lead to a dead end.]

[iisupergirlii]

[shortly after the path turns left, the sand ends, disappearing into brown mud. the prints continue going, though, and Kara frowns, looking from the trail to Arya. She knows she said they should go back. And they should. It's not safe. But these prints could be important.]

So I know what I said, but... Do you want to fly?

[list_maker]

[Arya turns to look at her, trying to work out if she's serious. Is that thinly veiled excitement in Arya's eyes? No, of course not. Maybe she just has to sneeze.] Yes, I'd fly. I want to know where this leads. [As though that's the only reason she wants to fly.]

[iisupergirlii]

[Kara nods, not pushing the flicker of childish excitement she saw. She's sure she saw it, though, a brief glimpse past the hard shell Arya's put up. She's the personification of "stiff upper lip," and Kara's just glad to peek behind the curtain for even a second.

So, she holds out her hand instead. With the other, she types:] Don't let go.

[list_maker]

[Arya takes the hand and nods once without texting back, sliding the device into a pocket. She'll hold tight. The excitement builds in her gut. Once they're up in the air, she may not be able to keep up any of her walls up and contain herself.]

[iisupergirlii]

[they're not far off the ground, just enough that the momentum and wind can carry Arya too so she's not dangling. but Kara hovers them closely enough that they can still see the trail, giant footprints splashed in the mud for another mile until...

It just stops. mud gives away to grass, high grass that swishes in the wind, and there's no more footprints to be found.]

[list_maker]

[Arya is quite enjoying the ride, but all the same she's very focused on the tracks. So when they just stop, she has to fight not to sigh or grit her teeth. They couldn't just end! Thee had to be the source! What now? Did they have any other options?]

[iisupergirlii]

[Kara sets them both down excruciatingly gently, on top of the mud. She quickly signs] Wait. Don't move. [before she pulls out her device.]

I can't tell where whatever this is went next, can you?

[there's no broken grass, no snapped twigs, nothing to give away that the monster or animal or, heck, Big Foot that they're tracking continued walking... anywhere. Like it just disappeared. But that couldn't be possible, could it?]