MOD LOG #1

[bequiet]

MOD LOG #1
Packing Up
Content Warnings: General tension
Themes: Survival, exploration, heavy-lifting

At the end of the month, the natives send out a mass message informing everyone of the upcoming trip to 'meet' the Sound Eaters. Preparing for the trip is simple, though labor intensive, and begins with making certain that everyone packs food, water, clothes, gear, and a twenty-pound package of sand. When it's time for the journey to begin, those tasked with watching the sandpaths, will lead the party on the journey towards the Eiffel Tower. It's a slow trip, a careful one. Natives will take breaks every few hours and when the sun sets, help everyone to set up their bed rolls around a few lanterns. The natives will unveil the star mapping feature, with constellations named and general history attached, on the devices. They will encourage those to tell stories, get out food and water, and 'talk' amongst the group before everyone settles into sleep. Out, under the night sky, the silence is more noticeable - there are no crickets or frogs. This process will repeat for two days until the group reaches the end of their destination at midday.

Sound Eaters
Content Warnings: Disorientation, confusion, character and native death, Sound Eater birth and death, body horror
Themes: Survival, exploration, horror, death

On the third day, characters will finally reach the Eiffel Tower, where the Sound Eaters in this area of France have set up their 'home'. Stopping far enough out to allow for communication, the natives will gesture to the ruins of the structure that appears to be altered. Structures are built up and around the metal frame, closing off different sections with a dark material that glints an oily-green in the light. After explaining that the Sound Eaters are influenced by the weather, rain being an issue for them, they'll take everyone closer. Silence is key here. The natives are visibly wary, tense, and uncomfortable but they believe that showing the arrivals what they're so afraid of will inspire them to be more cautious.

Now, as close to the Sound Eaters as they dare to go (less than a half mile), the natives will have everyone crouch down behind various cars and debris. The devices will say only one word, watch. As the sun begins to set and clouds darken overhead, the tower will open up, the Sound Eaters spilling out. They are split up, as the natives refer to it, into classes - the young, the shifting and the matured. The young are extremely sensitive to sound, volatile and aggressive, humanesque in form with features in various state of change. The shifting are grotesque, splitting and reforming, changing from young to matured in a shift that is punctuated by pained screams and the breaking of bones, splitting of flesh. The matured are in control. They command and guide their kind into a circle, where they all bend down, kneeling as something different than the rest comes out of the tower to stand at the center. The wind catches, dusting up red ash from it and blowing the ash towards the group - there's no way to move and it tastes familiar, coats your skin in red. They all grow quiet and a wrapped form, in the shape of a body, is placed at the Sound Eaters' feet. It crumbles, breaks apart and sprays out over the wrapped figured to completely cover it.

The shards of the Sound Eater bubble up and fuse together, creating a shell. Rain begins to fall. Light, but enough to cause the Sound Eaters to begin to move, pushing against one another but not leaving the circle. There's a shrill sound, an offbeat whistle, air escaping a tight space, a desperate inhale, and then the shell at the center splits apart. A Sound Eater died to create a new life. Smaller than the other young, the 'child' climbs up and out, but it's not the same as the others. It's form is generally human. Dark hair, androgynous features. No eyes. No mouth. Standing, it angles its head towards the matured and they move, as if on command, and surround it as it walks into the tower.

( If anyone makes noise at this point, in any way, the coming bad weather and what just occurred, will result in the Sound Eaters only attacking that person - rather than the whole group. They'll drag that person into the tower and out of sight. The character will be reset. )

The natives are upset. Spooked. They've never seen anything like that and they're quick to tell everyone this, followed by a hasty message to leave. As they're moving, the rain begins to beat down and the ground grows slippery. Making it back to the supplies is troublesome and just as the group gets close, one of the natives slips and tumbles down broken concrete, twisting and smacking against the hard surface until they come to a stop at the bottom. Anyone that goes to help will find that the native has hurt themselves and there's nothing that can be done, despite best efforts. The natives will take the time to wrap their friend up, relaying that the Sound Eaters don't attack now that the rain is heavy, and will begin the slow trek back to the community. They'll camp each night, the same as the trip up, but with an uncomfortable tension that no amount of story telling can break.

It's Raining Me- Rain. It's Just Water.
Content Warnings: None
Themes: Survival, fun, noise-making

After everyone is back in Reims, the natives will split off to bury their dead - they will not allow anyone to accompany them. Everyone is encouraged to head back to the community to get a break from the bad weather and to unload their supplies. The following day, the natives can be heard outside. Splashing and making noise, fixing houses, and what might have been a somber event will quickly turn into something a little more upbeat as rain beats down on the city. Children will play and occasionally laugh, stunted in their ability to enjoy themselves but willing to learn from the arrivals. Bigger items will be moved and natives will encourage everyone to do the 'noisier' things that they need to do. When the rain ends, work will resume as usual and soundproofing will be a lot more difficult - the water washed away sandpaths and damaged some areas. Cleaning up will take time but the natives aren't as unhappy with the situation as they just had a moment's respite from the normal tension of their everyday lives.

OOC
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Comments

[353]

She lives in my house. You should meet her. She's nice.

[ Mike leans towards him with interest. ]

So you've met aliens, right? What's the weirdest species you've ever seen?

[gotyourselfapilot]

What house number are you staying in? I'm staying in House Seven. Has she told you what she does for a job?

[ He raises an eyebrow at the question. Poe has seen a lot of weird species. ]

This is a tough question. I've met plenty of different species. A Duros, he had green skin red eyes, helped raise me, became a kind of an uncle figure. I guess I don't find anyone weird really. You can encounter mean ones.

[353]

House 9 but sometimes 2 where my friend lives. We take it in turns so it's like having sleepovers. I don't know Kara's job but I'll ask next time I see her. What's your job? I help prepare food. It's so boring.

Your uncle looks like the Grinch???

[gotyourselfapilot]

At least you don't get bored at seeing the same scenery or be around the same people. I hope in both houses you encounter a good people. Here I was assigned as a cleaner. Back at home I'm a pilot. I bet preparing food means you can sneak in some bites though. What would you rather do if you could pick any job?

Whose the Grinch?

[353]

You were a PILOT back home and now you're a CLEANER? That sucks. [ What a downgrade, in Mike's opinion. ] We're not meant to eat on the job. [ But Poe is right to think he sometimes sneaks bites. ] I just want to play video games. Can't that be a job?

The Grinch stole Christmas. He's from a book.

[gotyourselfapilot]

Yeah, I can fly anything. Now I'm mopping floors and keeping the community clean. I could be doing patrol work or even farming. Being a cleaner isn't that bad, I can still get to places. [ It was a downgrade... but so was Commander to Captain. He'd take what he could for now and take advantage of being a cleaner. He could walk anywhere and use the excuse that he's cleaning the area. ] What kind of video games do you play? [ He heard about video games already and MMO's from Yuuri. But not other types. ]

I don't know anything about a Grinch. What is he stealing exactly?

[353]

[ Mike couldn't help but feel sorry for him. In Poe's position, he'd be pretty annoyed. ]

Arcade games like Dragon's Lair, Donkey Kong, Space Invaders, Time Pilot, Spy Hunter. [ Just to name a few. There were so many. ] Games where you fly or shoot or escape stuff.

You can call a person a grinch. It means they don't like when people are happy when it's the holidays. Do you not have Christmas where you're from?

[gotyourselfapilot]

[ Poe is more annoyed over not being able to make noise or sound. Being a cleaner was easy work. Plus he could get away with walking around while doing the job. ]

Arcade? What's that? I was told a little on one type of game. But these ones sound as if I would enjoy them.

Is grinch similar to being cranky and old? We don't have the same holidays. There probably isn't any similar from here.

[353]

An arcade is a building full of machines you can play games on. There's this one called The Palace in my town back home but there's this guy called Keith who works there who keeps trying to make me prostitute my sister.

A grinch doesn't have to be old but he can be cranky. Christmas is the best! You decorate a tree in the house and everyone gives each other presents and you have a feast with your family and there's snow to play in and everyone's happy! Well, most people are.

[gotyourselfapilot]

Why does this Keith keep trying to do something like that? I'm sure your sister can figure out who she wants to get with.

So a grinch only dislikes Christmas? Is that all? That's not really L'ulo, just was old and cranky though. He helped raised me. There could be Duros' though with that kind of personality. I can't really say. Almost sounds like this grinch wouldn't enjoy family activities that come along with this holiday. It sounds like a fun one. Giving gifts to each other must really lift spirits.

[353]

He has a crush on my sister for some dumb reason and whenever we want something from him my friends (minus Will) offer her up like she's for sale. It's seriously annoying. [ His sister may aggravate him sometimes but he can definitely be protective of her. ]

I think you can say a grinch doesn't like other fun stuff? I guess it's embarrassing for people who don't have much money but you don't have to give expensive presents. You can make people stuff. And at the end of the day it's just about being together.

[ But, y'know, presents are awesome. ]

[gotyourselfapilot]

They're trying to get something most likely by doing that. But in the end it's not going to work out in the way they want. If he has a crush, he should do something about that himself or stop trying if she's not interested. Your friends should know better or they'll learn eventually. [ Poe is an only child, he doesn't really know how siblings can be. It's nice to see Mike being protective. ]

Okay, that's makes better sense. Making something doesn't seem like a bad idea. Since it's a bit more personal. That's a good holiday, being able to spend time together as a family or with friends.