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

[voidmage]

[Maybe before but the storm has brought a lot more than new arrivals. There are bad things out there and not just monsters but people who are out to kill them. El watches as he moves to check the locks, her eyes on him as he comes back.

At his question, she holds out her left arm and tugs on the sleeve of her coat until the cut is revealed fully. It's not only bloody but also coated in the red dust from where the clothing had been sliced through.] From the bad man in the storm.

[deadboywalking]

[If "!!!!!" could make an expression, it would be the one Will is making right now at the sight of her arm. He turns a little paler -- funny, that after all he's been through, it's the sight of a little blood that makes him queasy -- but then he grits his teeth and gently leads her over to the couch.]

H-Here, sit down, I'm gonna -- first aid kit, we've got. We've got one. Sit.

[Then he's sort of stumbling off to find said kit, leaving El in the living room. One entire wall is taken up with a mural. Will's work, obviously.]

[voidmage]

[Yeah, it's pretty bad out there. Though it could have been worse and this isn't the most horrifying thing El has ever seen. Hopefully Will won't get queasy every time she has a bloody nose from using her powers. She doesn't take a seat on the couch, instead sitting in front of it so as to not get wet, red dust smeared everywhere on the fabric.

Then stares at the mural while Will disappears into the house. A castle. Like Castle Byers in the forest. Her eyes move over it trying to take in every detail. It's a lot better than anything El's ever drawn.]

[deadboywalking]

[Will's back within a few minutes, first aid kit in hand, a determined look on his face. He's recovered from his bout of dizziness, apparently, and he's ready to assist! Starting by using the towel around El's shoulders to wipe off the gooey dust/blood combo.]

Does it hurt?

[voidmage]

[El looks back at Will when he returns, offering her arm so he can tend to the wound. Wincing slightly when the towel brushes against it.]

A little. [Maybe it'll be better if she doesn't look at it, instead looking over his shoulder back at the mural.] Pretty.

[deadboywalking]

Sorry. [He says it softly, patting gently rather than wiping at the wound, trying to get most of the gunk off.] I just wanna make sure it's really clean...

...oh, right, that. [The tips of his ears go a little pink, pleased embarrassment.] I got a lot of paint as a gift.

[voidmage]

It's okay. [She knows he's only trying to help even if it does hurt.] Could use the sink.

[That might be easier than trying to scrub it clean. El smiles faintly.] I like it. Feels safe.

[deadboywalking]

Oh! Oh, sink, right. [Come along, El, he'll lead you into the kitchen which is...messy. Full of candy. There's a different mural here, this one of space.

The smile makes him hesitantly smile back, still a little unsure. It's...different, talking to her with words, in the real world.] Thanks. It was fun to do. Kinda made it feel more like ours.

[voidmage]

[Her eyes only lingers on the candy briefly, a smidgen of guilt churning her stomach at the fact that she ran away from Hopper's place only to end up in a whole other world. Instead focuses in on the next painting.

While the castle made her feel safe this one gives a sense of freedom - but also of being a small part of something bigger. Will's drawings are much better then the one she had done back at the lab.] Like ours.

Like mama had a room for me.

[deadboywalking]

[That sort of makes Will startle a little, looking at El for a moment, even as he's reaching out to turn on the water and test the temperature to make sure it's not too hot or too cold.]

Your mom? [He doesn't ask what he's thinking -- since when do you have a mom?]

[voidmage]

[There is so much they all need to catch up on. Mike had already told her she was here once but she doesn't remember any of it.]

Yes. Papa's men shocked her and now she's not well. [It's strange, she knows.] But I can talk to her. She shows me things with her mind.

[deadboywalking]

[Will looks deeply troubled, carefully wetting a cloth and starting to clean her wound.] I'm sorry. That sounds...that sounds really bad.

[Then, after a hesitation:] What's...the last thing you remember? From home?