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quietplacelogs2018-03-26 07:21 pm
bequiet) wrote in 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
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I wrote you a book and I'm SORRY (cw: talk of murder and death)
For now, she lowers his window behind her and sits cross-legged on his bed, her back against the wall and her lips pressed together. There's a moment where she doesn't want to admit what she's done, shame written on her face, and she channels whatever super strength she has to keeping her mouth shut. But it's hard; he needs to know. She needs to confess.
None of the things she's done will go away just because she keeps them to herself. It's not long before she gives in, in a rush.]
I was fighting, this monster named Parasite. An alien that had taken over the body of this scientist, and he was destroying... everything, hurting people, trying to kill people, throwing cars, going crazy. The parasite was hungry, for energy, looking for ways to suck it out of people, out of electricity, and to stop him, I tried overpowering him with Plutonium-239. And it worked. It was too much, though, and eventually Parasite died. And the scientist, he... he died as well.
[she tips her head back, staring at the ceiling, unwilling to look him in the eye.]
There's been so many people die on my watch, even before I got here. The Banshee pushed one of my coworkers out a window with her voice, and I couldn't save her in time. And here, Rao's light, there's been so much death. All the time, it seems like people are dying to the Sound Eaters, popping up in the reset room, over and over again. It's not healthy. It can't be healthy. There are people here who think we will eventually turn into the Sound Eaters and surely dying over and over again doesn't help. I could save them all, but I keep being just. [she snaps her fingers.] A second too late, or I hear about it later and wonder why I didn't hear an attack, why someone didn't call for me. I'm the closest thing to invincible that's here, as far as I know, and I can't save them all. And that's on me. I should be better.
[she's quiet for a moment, tilting her head to just barely meet Leo's eyes. Her own are wet. This... this is the big one, the one she doesn't want to ever tell anyone about, but it bubbles up from deep inside of her, an overflowing well.]
I killed Frank. The mayor. "Hotdog" or. [she waves a hand.] Whatever. We were friends, and I got... sucked in by Kilgrave. He can mind control people, and I'm not... I can't resist something like that. I don't know how. And he told me to do so many awful things. He told me to kill whoever tried to take me from him.
And Frank just wanted to help. Frank and Jessica and Faith, they all... they all wanted to help me escape Kilgrave. Help Faith escape Kilgrave too. No matter how I tried to stay away, it seemed like he just crept back into my head, and then Frank convinced me to leave. Tricked me, kind of.
When I figured it out, though, I had to... I had to kill him. It's what I was told to do, but he was my best friend when I first got here. [the past tense hurts, but it's not a sin. It's something Kara can still keep locked away, that she alienated herself from Jessica and Frank by being an idiot, by believing that Frank had been in trouble when it had just been Kilgrave all along. By going back to him yet again.]
So, I did. [she taps the corner of her right eye.] With my heat vision. I tried not to, but I couldn't stop myself. I killed him.
[and then she'd died, but that's not a sin either. She sucks in a breath and sighs out with all the relief in the world after confessing. Maybe this is why some humans did this at church because part of her feels better, saying it out loud for what it is: murder and nothing else.]
haha good thing there is never such a thing as too long a tag with me.
Then she mentions Kilgrave. This is the second time someone has mentioned him, and frankly, Leo is greatly considering the merits of eating his soul just to take out this waste of sinful space. So she'd committed a sin when she wasn't in control of her own mind? Curious. Very curious.
He lets the song fade away as it ends, leaving nothing but calm and peace for Kara in its wake. It would be so easy to reach out and touch her, take away the corruption he sees in her soul, feed the hunger inside of him. Maybe if her soul was purely that of a sinner, he might do it, but he's never seen a soul like this before, with both sinner and innocent parts to their soul. He wants to figure out what's going on here.
He waits a few minutes for the song's effects to start to wear off, the glow to her skin beginning to disappear.]
You're far from the worst person I've ever heard a confession from. But your soul is curious. It's divided in two, one part sin, and one part innocent. I've never seen anything like it before.
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But the song fades, and the brief calming euphoria she's under fades too, enough so that Kara's pulled out of the haze and looks up at Leo, brow furrowed. She'll ask about her soul in a bit, but right now she's mad. Mad that someone else - some other man in this stupid town - has controlled her mind again, made her do - well, say - things that she didn't want to ever tell anyone.]
What the hell was that? Why did I say all of that? Why did I even want to come here?
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[It had taken a great deal of willpower not to snack on Kara's, but he wondered if he even could, with her soul in a half and half state like it was.] Your soul is something I've never encountered, being both sinful and innocent at the same time.
blah blah work eating etc
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If I did, you'd most likely be dead. Maybe. I've never seen a soul split in two and have no idea what would happen if I tried to feed.
[Perhaps this is why he's been sent here. To purge people of the sinful portions of their souls? After all, if ever there was a place in desperate need of a Sunai, it was here]
I don't suppose you know why your soul would look like that?
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[there's a dark flush that creeps up her neck and floods her cheeks then as the realization of just what all she's confessed to clicks into place. Rao's light, she hadn't wanted to tell anyone about all of that. She just wanted to move on.]
I should... I should go, probably.
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[A rare compliment from the Sunai, but when some of the worst sins on someone's soul are confessing that she can't save everyone she thinks she should be able to, he can't fault her for that.]
Wait. Don't go yet. I want to know how you heard my song from all the way out there. This place is supposed to be completely sound-proofed.
[If there was a fault somewhere in the house, that would need to be corrected immediately. Otherwise, they'd all be in danger.]
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