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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NAVIGATION

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Comments

[lowkeycrazy]

[Something in his mind reels at the touch, and he actually flinches away a little at first, but doesn't try to stop the subsequent cleaning, though he's tense.]

I'm fine. But those children are in danger!

[poodlemom]

You are not fine and you are not in a state to help anybody. [Victor is calm, insistently concerned, he holds Akechi by both shoulders with his palms pressed firm. There's not a violent bone in Victor's body so the weak isn't forceful, just sturdy. Calm down, it says, without such infuriating words being spoken.]

Let me get you some water. Go out again when you've settled the cough, alright?

[lowkeycrazy]

[He grits his teeth visibly, his hand coming up to swat away the arms, though he turns his head, angrier more than anything that Victor was right, that he was currently compromised and more likely to become a liability than of service.

He coughs some more.]

... hurry it up.

[He'll humor your request, but not for a second longer than he needs to.]

[poodlemom]

[Victor is feeling enough stress right now without the bitchy commentary, thanks. He grabs the water bottle and unscrews the sip-top from it.

Then squeezes it, squirting Akechi square in the face with a stream of water.]

Don't sass me.

[porkbelly]

[From elsewhere, Yuuri hears that unusually terse response from Victor and comes to see what's going on...

... when he sees Akechi, he freezes.]

O-oh... it's you.

[lowkeycrazy]

[whaT THE HELL

Akechi is about to reach out to grab the bottle when he's suddenly assaulted, and he splutters, now coughing AGAIN from the water that went up his nose. THANKS? FOR THAT?

His hand comes up to wipe at his face, smearing some of the dust on it, before he tries to snatch the bottle from Victor.]

What part of "missing children" don't you understand?!

[HE'S IN A RUSH... because, you know, this justifies his "sass".

yeah, and guess who's head is snapping over, a glare still on his face thanks to that? oh, this man... he just scoffs and returns his attention to victor. he! needs! to! leave!!]

[poodlemom]

[the only child Victor can see is Akechi and he's acting reckless as one, certainly. Victor isn't amused, he understands the jeopardy, but rushing around like bull won't help anybody. Last thing he needs is to see Akechi collapse on their doorway and need to be dragged in, or cough up louder than the storm and bring trouble back here....]

I'm trying to help you, but you're getting in your own way. Calm down, take a breathe, then go when you have some composure. Okay?

[porkbelly]

[Internally, Yuuri's hackles raise at Akechi's tone. Normally he can take a mouthy teenager in stride - he has plenty of experience - but this one had managed to catch him at an exceedingly vulnerable time, and his embarrassment at their interaction lingers.

At any rate, Victor seems to have the situation under control, so Yuuri will just hang back and pretend to be inspecting some nearby supplies.

He can't help but want to see how this plays out, honestly.]

[lowkeycrazy]

[He gives another cough, and heaves out a sigh. His pride bruises from surrendering to this man, but... ultimately, he just wants to leave as quickly as possible. And that means conceding.

He offers a palm for the water bottle, making the gesture gentle and non-demanding. He isn't going to offer pleasantries— he doesn't think it's necessary to compromise his pride that much— but at least he can do this. Just be a little less... outwardly hostile and abrasive.]

You.

[Yeah, Yuuri, you're not being very subtle over there. He looks over.]

Have you seen any young native children?

[poodlemom]

Here, bring a few, in case they need some... [Victor will hand the first bottle to Akechi and go to the dance hall to grab a few others. He can put them in a little scavenger's bag for the boy to take along with him, returning to give that to him, without a fuss. Victor does want to help, this is the best he knows how.]

[porkbelly]

I've been holed up in here... if I saw any, I'd have made them come inside.

[It's honest. Yuuri may be a little oblivious at times, but not so much so he wouldn't realize the situation outside was no place for a child.]

[lowkeycrazy]

[Once he has the bottle, he quickly drinks it, feeling the refreshing water soothe his irritated throat. His eyes flick away from Yuuri once he answers, and back towards the door. Even though he's now calmer, it's clear how impatient he is to get back to searching.]

Then let me know if they show up. Their parents are worried sick. —... thank you.

[He takes the bottles, about ready to go, when an idea hits him.]

Do you have a cloth I can wrap around my head?

[Then he doesn't risk running into the same problem again.]

[poodlemom]

A scarf, maybe? [Victor had one he found scavaging around, it had a worn out tear or two, but it would do fine. Searching briefly, he'll find it hung by the door and gesture Akechi to it.]

Take it and be safe. Don't put yourself in trouble thinking it helps.