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

[first_summers]

[ It hurts when he pulls away like that, like she's fallen on one of her own stakes, and her grip on him is suddenly weak enough that she loses hold of the yellow fabric as he moves. She props herself up on an elbow and looks away because she can't bear to see him wearing that expression. She can't let him see the tears that are back in full force, blurring her vision and slipping down her cheeks in a trail of painful heat. ] Not to me.

[lovesbitch]

[ he hates to see her this upset, especially over him. he frowns, working his way closer even as he sits up some. ] Buffy. You know the last thing I'd ever want to do is hurt you again. [ she does know that, right? he lays a cool hand against the warm rise of her cheek and thumbs away her tears. ] I'm just saying. Whatever it takes, we're getting out of this.

[first_summers]

[ She knows. Of everything in her life, that's one of the few things she's completely certain of. That night won't ever be repeated, and he'll do anything he can to keep her safe in the ways she needs it. But he matters just as much as she does.

Lifting her hand to cover his on her cheek, she slips her fingers over the back of his before sliding her grip down to his wrist, holding him there. ] Not whatever it takes. I'd rather be stuck here forever than lose you again.

[lovesbitch]

[ he wasn't going anywhere, but the grip on his wrist gets a shallow breath anyway. spike knows they're both too stubborn, there's not a lot of other places this line of thinking can go. she thinks she can save him, but spike is already dead. if they get out of here then he assumes he goes back to being a pile of dust. (little does he know...) ] You don't mean that. [ it's gentle, and there's a wan smile to go along. ] What about Dawn? Harris? Your merry band of girls. I know you miss it already.

[first_summers]

I don't know that I do. [ The words taste bitter on her tongue, but there's a hesitant, uncertain truth to them. She's beyond conflicted about her situation and the people who had previously meant the entire world to her. Her eyes close for a moment and she gives a tiny shake of her head, enough for expression but not to dislodge his hand. ] Nothing's been the same since that night.

[lovesbitch]

[ his expression darkens, but he keeps close, cupping her cheek and looking into her eyes like she's the best thing he's ever seen. ] That's bollocks, Summers, and you know it. You're gonna save this place and then you're gonna get back to saving our world. [ that's why I love you he just barely restrains himself from saying. ]

[first_summers]

[ He seems so certain and she... She doesn't want to talk about this anymore. It's hard and it hurts and what's the point of it when they don't yet have any idea of where to start. Instead she just lets herself sink into those eyes that have always seen her as she is, and she leans back into him again. No words, just a silent request. ]

[lovesbitch]

[ like he could ever deny her. spike settles back down and cradles the back of her head in both hands now, determined to keep her close if that's where she wants to be. ] Go to sleep. None of that matters now.