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:

Please be mindful of content - if something triggery comes up or if it goes up a rating to say, something sexy, mark your threads in the subject line. We're very flexible and allow any material; we just want our players to be respectful of each other. If you have questions, pp the mod account, use the faq or comment to the appropriate post below. Have fun! The OOC Plotting Post.

NAVIGATION

---

Comments

[list_maker]

[Oh no. Now he's talking to her. Her face is turning scarlet and she's so infinitely grateful that Sansa's not around to witness this or she'd never live it down. Arya Stark did not have crushes! Except now that's he's closer she's studying his face more and is finally able to tear her gaze from his arms. He's so handsome, how is it even possible to be that handsome?

She fumbles for her device to type out, slowly and with a few stops and starts.] Arya Stark. Ive been here two months.

[Then she adds a moment later.] You? [Real smooth, Arya.]

[sparke]

i am new

[ arya stark might not often have crushes but the way she turns purple is a clear indication of one now ]

your name is stark? i did not think tony had children here [ or... at.. all? how confusing. perhaps another thing his fellow avenger had simply failed to mention? ]

[list_maker]

Tony Stark is not my father. [That takes her out of her starstruck crush long enough to scowl and roll her eyes.] I think of him like family. But I don't know how we're related. Other than in name.

You know Tony where you're from? He'll want to know you're here. If he doesn't already. [The older Stark had a way of knowing things well before Arya ever did.]

[sparke]

i do know him from midgard
and he knows i am here

[ he scowl seems to sit more naturally on her features than the blush had, but he still offers a smile that's somewhat apologetic ]

[list_maker]

[Scowls and serious looks are Arya's forte! But it doesn't last long, she finds herself wanting to smile back at him and features softening again.] Good. Is Tony your friend?

[sparke]

he is
and a brother in arms

[list_maker]

[His talking about arms only made her gaze drops down again to his biceps and the blush returns. Dammit.] You've been in battles together?

[sparke]

we have! many and glorious battles

[ his grin widens— at the memory of fighting bad guys more than at her blush. ]

[list_maker]

You seem very different then him. How did you meet? [It's hard to even imagine the two of them together in her minds eye.]

[sparke]

in battle
he and others captured my brother, and we became allies

[list_maker]

[She gives him a tilted head look similar to a confused puppy.] do you not like your brother?

[sparke]

i care for him very much
but i do not always care for his ideas