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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.

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[ Oh, he had been calling down toward 2B. Her voice is a bit of a surprise not knowing how people sounded. Poe enjoyed the idea of being able to finally use sound.

He smiles a bit before jumping down from the branch. Poe lands on his feet next to the android. The man is in a beige jumpsuit, the top modified to fit but it wouldn't be fully closed with a dark green shirt underneath. ]

Thank you for being honest. I didn't realize that I was calling out to you. I'm sure the view from down here isn't too bad. Watching the rain fall can be soothing in a way.

[There's a small thoughtful stare as he looks over at her. ]

What brought you out this way, 2B?

[He's right; the rain is soothing. She doesn't get to see rain very often. Like 9S has told her -- again and again and again -- the environment's changed on Earth.

Well, she hadn't come out here specifically, but...]

I'm looking for someone.

[ Poe wasn't sure what weather would come about while being on this planet. He hoped that it wouldn't become cold. But the temperature of the rain could be cold and not warm.

There's a small tilt of his head as she told him. ]

Who are you looking for?

[The only thing that's annoying about the rain is how it plasters her hair against her face, making it difficult to see. Well, the sodden clothes are also mildly inconvenient too, she supposes.]

Another android.

[Which, she supposes isn't terribly specific, especially considering that others don't recognise her as an android immediately.]

She has not undergone maintenance for... some time. Her synthetic skin is missing from parts of her body, making her frame is visible in her torso, lower body, arms, and most of her right leg. She isn't wearing clothes.

[Said with a completely straight face. Androids don't really care about things like modesty all that much.]

You don't need to talk to her. I just need to know her status.

[ She could always brush the hair out of her face. Poe would run a hand through his hair to pull back any that may have fallen, pushing it back and keeping it short. ]

A friend of yours?

[ He was wondering if the androids were friends with each other or if it was complicated. Poe tilts his head a bit while raising his eyebrows at the last bit. ]

Synthetic skin? Is that what it's called? Or is it something else? If you don't know it's okay. Whatever it's made from makes it look as if it's skin. Are you talking about A2?

[ Well, at least he knows these androids didn't care about modesty. They were androids but he had another question. ]

Can she malfunction if she gets too much moisture with her being exposed to this weather? And I haven't seen her around.

[Oh, so he knows A2. Then that makes it easier. Though... She really doesn't know what to make of her relationship with the older android. They had only met three times, two of those times being on Earth. And back then...

2B wonders if it had struck A2 as much as it had struck her the first time they met, that they had the same face, even if they wear their hair differently.]

Yes, it's A2 I'm looking for. We're... It's complicated, too.

[She's quickly realising it's a convenient term. But it's also disappointing Poe hasn't seen A2.]

I don't know. Most androids don't let themselves reach that state.

[ Yeah, he did, she's the android that wants to pop off heads of the Sound Eaters. Who knew she would be such a free spirit to wonder in the rain without clothes? Poe was mostly concerned of A2 malfunctioning in some way. Parts typically froze up or other things could spark. ]

I'm sure she's fine. Is it ever not complicated?

[ Poe was curious about that. ]

Has any android you've known ever reach that state? And, if you'd like, we can try looking around for her together. I don't mind the rain.

[It's not complicated all the time. Just most of the time. Though she struggles to name an android she doesn't have a complicated relationship with. Even 6O isn't exempt from complications...]

No. We would be taken to maintenance. If the damage is too great, then we upload our data to a new body.

[2B folds her arms, resisting the urge to sigh.]

You don't need to trouble yourself on our behalf.

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[ He looks at 2B, what she's saying sounds right for where she comes from. Here though they had a Reset Room if they died. Was it the same for the androids too? ]

If maintenance needs to be done, who can do it while you're here? All that there is, is that strange room we all came out of. I would like to think it works the same for all of you.

[ Poe shakes his head at her. ]

It's no trouble. Besides I mostly find trouble or I am the trouble. I'm asking as a friend. It won't be a burden to walk around in the rain helping out a friend.

[Maintenance can easily be handled. Well, at least some of it.]

9S or 6O, if you've met them.

[2B folds her arms, uneasy.]

The room is why I'm searching for A2. We don't know if she's reappeared in there. ...Or if she ever will. She hasn't responded to messages.

[The thought makes her feel uneasy. She's not particularly close with A2, but the thought of A2 dying without her ever having helped A2 doesn't sit well with 2B.]

I did meet 9S. Would you think if I asked to watch the maintenance he would let me?

[ He’s starting to feel a bit twitchy and wouldn't mind working on something. Even if it’s with guidance but slow. But most of the time things can't be done slowly. He’s curious what the androids look on the inside. If they have boards or different circuits. ]

Did something happen to her? How did she end up being killed? From what we were being told she should reappear in that Room. If she’s not responding to messages. She may not have her device on or something else happened to it.

[ There couldn't be any other reason for her not to answer. Unless she didn't want to answer. ]

Is there a reason she wouldn't want to reply to them?

[The corner of his mouth quirks up.]

There won't be much for you to see.

[A lot of the maintenance he does is in her head.]

She attempted to fight the Sound Eaters.

[2B had wanted to fight alongside her. Mostly, she just wanted to fight. But A2 had been defeated so quickly. 2B is not so foolish that she'd throw her own life away (again) so quickly. Not in front of 9S.

2B frowns.]

...Our dealings with A2 are complicated. It wouldn't be unreasonable for her to avoid contact.

[Sorry Poe, you're going to hear this a lot.]

Why is that? How does the maintenance exactly work for you then? On the droids back home there's many different compartments that can open up. Some wires could get loose and it's mostly all hands on to rebuild them.

[ There must be something else to the androids. It wasn't a bad thing, just something he probably wouldn't be able to learn. ]

Fighting the Sound Eaters is probably a lost cause. We don't know anything about them. No weaknesses. If there's a way to lure one and have a group fight it. Maybe there's a chance to figure out what it could be weak against.

[ It's still a stupid plan that he's working up. But he's not sure how to go about it either. Maybe he's starting to feel that he shouldn't be the one to lead it. ]

You keep saying complicated but don't go into detail over why it is. Is that something you wish to not say altogether?

[She didn't explain it very well, did she?]

6O and 9S are capable of completing my system maintenance, not my physical maintenance. We have nanomachines to take care of basic self-repair functions, but anything more serious...

[They don't have anyone here. The maintenance crew are dead, the blueprints for their models destroyed. She leaves that hanging ominously.]

The problems of androids aren't your concern.

[A nice way of saying, "stay out of this, Poe!"]

How does your system maintenance work? I'm guessing the physical maintenance is how you look on the outside. And then system is more of the software. Obviously there isn't anyone else here. If things get too bad you may have to use the reset room. Unless we get lucky. Things can show up from your home world from what it seems.

[ He gives a soft sigh while rubbing the back of his neck. Poe couldn't really argue about that. It even felt really human. ]

Okay, okay. You keep surprising me by all of these responses. Has anyone seen A2?

Yes. System maintenance is the software.

[2B shakes her head.]

Not as far as I know.

[She looks away. Maybe 9S would have better luck finding her. He's more suited to this sort of work. If anything, his skills are more useful, especially when they're up against an enemy they cannot seem to fight.]

If we can't find her, it may mean the reset room doesn't work for us.

Do you have a memory chip for your personality and files? Or is it something else?

[ Poe rubs his chin while trying to think if there was something more to this reset room. ]

I'm sure someone has seen her.

[ He's going to continue to remain hopeful. ]

Why wouldn't the reset room would for you? Where else would you go? Where would A2 go if she came out of the reset room?

[ Maybe that last question was the better out of three to answer. The Reset Room has to work but he doesn't know all about it yet. ]

Something else.

[Though she doesn't specify because 2B is a butt like that.

2B folds her arms.]

We could cease to exist.

[That's always an option.]

I don't know. A2 and I, we... [It's complicated] ...hardly know each other.

[ Poe gives a soft sigh while putting his hands on his hips. ]

What is that something else?

[ He looks down at the ground for a moment before back up at 2B. ]

You have every right to worry about that option. You can't give up though that easily. Exhaust all of your options.

[ There's still going to be hope regardless. Poe shakes his head a bit. ]

I understand that. [ A bunch of people from his world are here but he doesn't know them too well. ] How many areas have you explored?

Our Black Boxes.

[And because she knows he'll probably ask what that is, she adds-]

It stores our personality data, but also functions as our energy source.

[As for where she's searched...]

I have searched the city north of the river. But she was difficult to find even on Earth, so I may have missed her.

Where exactly is the black box within a model such as yourself? And are they located differently with each model?

[ He does appreciate all of the information she is providing. Poe gives a small nod at the areas she searched. ]

She could have wandered off anywhere. The community itself is big and then there's the forest to consider. Are you sure you don't want company looking for her? Even if it's only for a bit, it doesn't have to be all day.

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