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:

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NAVIGATION

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Comments

[stealyoursoul]

[Leo goes on serving people, but he keeps one eye on the guy with the sinful soul. Leo's gotten good at judging people over the years. It's easy to tell those that regret their sins versus those that don't. This definitely seems like one of the latter.

After most everyone has been served and Kilgrave appears to be leaving the building, Leo follows him. If he can just get him alone somewhere he could play his song....but no, he said he wasn't going to be taking the unwilling. Not just yet, anyway.]

[kiljoy]

[Kilgrave does what he always does after eating at the town hall: he goes home. Because he lives in a private house, it isn't on the same beaten track that many other people take so he does glance back with a prickling in his neck at the man walking along the street some way behind him. But walking along the street isn't suspicious in itself and he's almost home.

He slips inside the door, shutting it carefully behind him, and goes off to the bathroom. Thank goodness for working plumbing.]

[stealyoursoul]

[When Leo sees Kilgrave go into his home, he hesitates for a brief minute. Exactly what is he hoping to accomplish here? But old habits die hard and this is just what he would do back home: seek out a sinner, follow them back, and then feed upon their soul.

He goes up to the front door, assuming that it's locked. His hand seems to shift, going from human skin and hones to a shadowy substance that's blurred at the edges, accessing that strength that makes Sunai stronger than normal human beings. He simply grips the doorknob and twists hard until it gives way.

He closes the door behind him and finds a chair to sit down in. Then, he takes out the flute he keeps on him, twisting it around in his hands while he waits.]

[kiljoy]

[The door isn't locked, so Leo doesn't need to put much effort into getting in. Kilgrave comes out of the bathroom and back into the kitchen to find the server from earlier sitting down at his table holding a flute. He stops dead. What the fuck?]

Stop right there. What are you doing?

[stealyoursoul]

[Leo finds himself unable and unwilling to move from where he's sitting. It's like he's been compelled--Oh. It hits him then, all the warnings he's been given about Kilgrave. So this is the infamous man that mind-controls his victims. Well, this is a delicious turn of events. Maybe he should feel nervous about what this man will possibly make him do. But at the same time, Leo's got powers of his own. So it'll come down to which one is quicker.]

Seeing to the state of your soul. [He tuts and shakes his head.] I'm not impressed. I can smell the blood on your hands.

[kiljoy]

[That gets a raised eyebrow. The state of his soul? Kilgrave comes over and sits opposite this man, wondering if his original theory was right and he is in fact in hell.]

That's an impressive nose you've got. There's no blood here. [As far as he's concerned, his hands are clean. After all, he's never killed anyone himself.] You're not going to do anything with my soul. What's with the flute?

[stealyoursoul]

The stain on a soul is forever. There's no way to get rid of it. And I know for a fact yours has more on it here than most.

[He's heard more than enough from the other residents here to know what he's been up to. Then he has to go and say the words that irritate Leo. Well, he won't be snacking on Kilgrave's soul this visit even if he wants to. Damn. Well, he can see what else he can do this visit. He smiles then, something with a few too many teeth to have any warmth to it.]

I was thinking I might play you a little song. I guarantee you'll like it.

[kiljoy]

[Yeah, that smile fails to convince Kilgrave that he will like this man playing the flute at all. Flute-playing seems positively ominous at this point.]

No songs. Tell me what the flute does. What exactly were you planning to do?

[stealyoursoul]

You're no fun.

[Really, is it too much to ask to eat the soul of someone as vile as he's been told this man is? Apparently so. Leo knows he should probably be more worried than he is, considering what this man could make him do, but he'll cross that bridge when he comes to it.]

The flute is what allows me to use my powers. I was going to play a song and then eat your corrupt, sinful soul

[kiljoy]

[That gets an eyebrow raise. Does the madness here never cease? Kilgrave drums the tabletop with his fingers, then sighs, sitting back.]

I'm lots of fun. You're the one who broke into my house intending to eat my soul. I'm assuming that's not a pleasant experience and even if it is, I'd like to keep my soul regardless of any sin. What happens if you eat the soul of an innocent?

[stealyoursoul]

I don't know about pleasant, but I could make it painless.

[He could also break every bone in his body until Kilgrave's soul rose to the surface. Torture worked just as well as his song. Leo could be a bit of a brute when he wanted to.]

I can't take an innocent soul. Only sinful ones.