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

[bringsthestorm]

[The whole situation left Jupiter absolutely dazed and confused, from being pulled away just out of harms away to being tossed to the ground unceremoniously, which elicits an "oomph" from her due to the impact. The noise catches in her throat as she tries to say something to the woman, to wait, hold on, there's got to be another way than shooting the dude, some sort of diplomacy — but Maria barely leaves any time before she shoots the dude square in the face, which pulls a scream from Jupiter's lips. But the scream evolves into a very confused noise as the injury is an explosion of ash and dust, leaving the figure to dissipate into nothingness in front of them. Ah. W-well, then.

Hands shaky, she takes Maria's own and hoists herself upwards, looking at the woman in some sense of awe and bewilderment.]

Ah... t-thanks.

[rakuyo]

[Speech is a sign of the sane, in Maria's eyes, so she nods in response. The young woman looked utterly terrified so she must not be experienced with combat. Maria can pity that, it's a difficult leap to make for the mind, but time and care helps to cope. Her grip is sturdy and she lifts the woman onto her feet smoothly. Maria stood over six foot tall and her bulky clothes made her appear the giantess compared to an average sized person. Her face isn't so intimidating, she has an expression of level calm. Her voice is softer than the pattering rain and very proper. Despite the brutality she just displayed, her manner is noble.]

You are in need of shelter, my lady. Do you know a way to safety?

[bringsthestorm]

[Her hero, she supposed, as she looked up at Maria — Jupiter was pretty short herself, so she had to crane her head to get a look. She had to admit, Maria was the epitome of a dashing rescuer you'd see in a movie or something, and she was pretty to boot. Well, pretty seemed too inelegant for her... beautiful? No, that didn't really fit either. Striking, perhaps? The train of thought makes Jupiter snap her wristband against her wrist and clear her throat, shaking her head at her question as the back of her mind feel gratitude for the fact the redness to her cheeks was hidden right now.]

I don't even know where I am to begin with. Do you...?

[rakuyo]

We are in danger. Beyond that, I am unawares, good lady. [the town is unfamiliar, clearly not that of Yharnam or any of what surrounded it. It didn't seem like the Nightmare, either, despite the attackers swarming out from the fog. Something felt more real about this place.]

There is a safe place I know. A... church of sorts. [it was called a church, but it wasn't really. Still, it was secure and away from the worst of the chaos outside.]

Follow close and stray not. I will lead you there.

[bringsthestorm]

A-Alright. I'll follow your lead.

[It was better than any other option she had, for sure. Hopefully there would be medical supplies there, because the cut she'd sustained before she'd come to save her was bleeding quite a lot, alarmingly so. Jupiter sure hoped nothing had been nicked or whatever...]

[rakuyo]

[Maria's nose will twitch, she reaches up to rub it a moment, as if irritated. After, she peers to Jupiter. Seeing the blood, her hand reaches next into her coat and she produces a red handkerchief of soft cloth and lace. It's quite regal how she presents it to the younger woman, nodding]

Hold this around your wound, good lady. It should stifle the bleeding.