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

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Comments

[rockypath]

Sure does. But, none of it's hurt me so far so I figure... what the hell, right? [Faith nods, curtly. Just because she suspects this girl is something other than human doesn't mean she'll start out with any hostility. She'll save that for people that are actively acting like dicks. No reason to dial it up to 11 from the get go.

She holds out a hand to shake.]

Faith.

[persevere]

i mean yeah i sure wouldn't complain. could just be some random person wanting to be nice to us considering we got dropped here with nothing.

[Still seems weird, though.

Caroline grins, reaching out to shake her hand.]

nice to meet you.

[rockypath]

Could be. Or it's some kind of horrible trap. But, hey, at least I'll look good when I horribly die? [It's a joke. But to be honest, Faith's not one to dwell in all the horrible possibilities. She's okay with this risk. Out of some of the others she's taken, it's probably going to be fine.

Is it weird how oddly good it felt to just shake someone's hand? God, was she that deprived of human contact? Shit, what's wrong with her?] Right back at you.

[Have some finger guns, since apparently Faith's feeling a bit goofy right now. Apologies.]

[persevere]

Always very important.

[It feels good to joke around a little, to have someone else willing to do so. It's been a lot of doom and gloom since she got here, and she can handle only so much of that.

She barely holds in her chuckle at finger guns, though.]

So, where are you from?

[rockypath]

I grew in Boston, Mass. IF you're familiar. Some people around here are from different planets so I can't really assume anything. But I was in Cleveland before I showed up here.

[Faith is ready for some levity too, to be honest. There's been so much going on lately, so much fighting and pain. It's good to joke around or keep it light. Even if this girl might be a vampire, she can still be cordial.]

What about you?

[persevere]

Yeah! I'm not super far from there, actually. Boston, I mean. I'm from Mystic Falls, Virgina. It's a small town, though, so you've probably never heard of it.

[That's how it generally goes.]

I've never been to Ohio, though.

[rockypath]

Nah, I haven't heard of it, you're right about that. [Faith smirks, shaking her head as she types.] Not missing much. Besides Cleveland's a Hellmouth, so you'd probably be better off avoiding it.