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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Drowned Rats

[lilithsoul]

[The sounds weren't loud. Rei, even in the midst of a thunderstorm, didn't want to make too much noise. But just ahead as Noel was getting back towards the city, she was there, fending off some attacker, wielding a club against the man and holding her own for the moment.

He had been loose, without a newcomer to attack, when she'd come upon him. Whether that meant his prey had fled or fallen, she didn't know, but his feral behavior showed he was a problem. Blocking a blow, she panted while she kept him at bay and glowered in his direction. She could use a little backup by the looks of things.]

Re: Drowned Rats

[saltysanta]

[The sound of Rei's ragged pants were all but lost in the storm, but her struggles weren't; he could see a flash of pale hair through the filthy rain, the movements as Rei tried to beat her attacker back--one set calculated and human, the other wild and savage, far more readily bringing to mind the monsters he was used to fighting. What the hell was a girl her size doing wielding a brute strength weapon like a club, anyway? Especially against a mountain of a man that looked like he could probably snap her in half if she let him get close enough?

God, he's pretty sure she's barely even a teenager, if she's the girl he remembers from the reset room orientation. There's no way he could leave her to this; she's probably going to get exhausted defending herself sooner than later, especially without a chance to strike a decisive blow. What kind of sick bastard would try to kill a kid like this?

A long black staff fades into existence in Noël's hand, and he mutters something as he starts running, cutting in at an angle to try and ensure he doesn't catch Rei in the line of fire. A sharp stab of his staff sends a blast of icy wind blowing towards towards the man--literally. Frost and snowflakes fly, the wind roars unrelentingly, and everywhere it touches, ice starts to build up layer by layer. He doesn't want to kill anyone, after all--a human is a human, however insane they may be acting--, but restraining them is definitely in order.]

[lilithsoul]

[The icy wind was more than enough to temporarily stall the creature's actions. When he reared back, a layer of frost forming, Rei was able to use one hand to hold the club that she was wielding and fend him off. Not looking back, she pulled something from her side and stabbed with very clear lethal intent.

Red dust gushed out where she stabbed, the 'man' starting to crumple as she lunged back, half of a pair of scissors in one hand. She really needed a proper knife. The handle on this was awful for fighting. Glancing back at Noel finally, she nodded in thanks before turning back to face what looked human but she was sure really wasn't. They weren't completely down, but she'd gotten a good stab in.]

[saltysanta]

Dust?

[Noël gapes in bewilderment at that. What kind of creature bleeds this foul red dust when it's stabbed? It may smell and taste like blood--even look like it, when it's been wet by all this rain--, but that's an unquestionably inhuman wound. He's never faced a monster quite like this before.

Still, it's clear now that this is nothing he needs to hesitate over killing, not when it's trying to massacre someone it's his job to protect. He nods back as Rei glances at him, mouth set in a grim line; he stalks towards their wounded foe, an icy blade crystallizing around the head of his staff to turn it into a makeshift spear. If scissors alone are capable of doing that much damage, then surely it'll only take one or two solid blows with a proper weapon.....]

[lilithsoul]

[Almost more like one blow. The person took that blow and was barely standing, bleeding out more of the dust by the second. When the backswing came in there was nothing but a scattering of the stuff to the wind while Rei relaxed her posture and immediately looked around the two of them to make sure that they were alone, at least for now.

A nod to him, whether in thanks or because she was agreeing with his assessment and she pointed out further into the grounds and then back to the homes, raising an eyebrow, checking for his preference.]

[saltysanta]

[Noël raises an arm to shield his face as he tears his staff back out, coughing; he hadn't expected the body to just..... crumble like that, to be honest. It not only bleeds it, but is completely made out of the dust? What is this, then? Some kind of..... offshoot of the Sound Eaters? The thought is unnerving, and yet..... it's reassuring to know that they can die, if that's the case.

He inclines his head towards the houses, pulling his device from his pocket and tucking his staff under one arm to type. Getting to somewhere safe and easily defensible should be a priority, but before that, he wants to make sure the trip is one they can actually manage.]

Are you hurt?

[lilithsoul]

[She looked down at his device before shaking her head. There were bruises, maybe a small cut, but nothing that she couldn't deal with easily enough once this had all calmed down. She was fine, as far as she was concerned, though she did look towards the buildings nearby. Shelter might not be a bad idea.

Turning back to him, she pointed to one of the houses and raised an eyebrow, as if asking if he wanted to head that way.]

[saltysanta]

[Noël noded in agreement, turning to lead the way; taking shelter sounded like a good idea. He'd rather not run into more of these creatures, whatever they were--and staying out in the rain like this might be even more dangerous in the long run. Getting sick in a place like this, where any cough or sneeze could spell death?

Even if odds were good that the reset room would take care of them, he didn't want to risk it.]

[lilithsoul]

[She nodded quickly and started making her way back to her own home. It was convenient, and she knew that she had the soundproofing in the bathrooms improved, which would help considerably if they had to clean up some. She stopped and checked the door hinges oil before opening it for him and looking out into the howling storm.

One of these days, this world needed to make more sense.]