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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NAVIGATION

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[hoaxer]

[Kara's outfit reminds her briefly of Aizawa - Lu Li's certain the scruffy hero would complain if he heard her voice that opinion - and she wonders if it's a style choice or if it marks this woman as a "hero." Glad that they've struck up conversation, Lu Li passes over a quick response.]

I UNDERSTAND. THERE ARE SOME SOUNDS ON EARTH YOU CAN'T FIND ANYWHERE ELSE IN THE MILKY WAY.

WHAT PLANET ARE YOU FROM?

[iisupergirlii]

Krypton.

We didn't have insects there, but I fell asleep at night listening to the whirs of the ships on the street tracks outside my window in the sky. Which probably sounds kind of annoying, but I found it peaceful.

[hoaxer]

KRYPTON...

[It still amazes her that humanity has managed to explore beyond the Milky Way. Where she's from, colonizing Mars was a tremendous achievement, one that was considered the crowning jewel of the century.]

TELL ME MORE ABOUT IT. WHERE IS IT? WAS IT A GASEOUS PLANET, OR WAS IT EARTH-LIKE?

[iisupergirlii]

[Kara smiles fondly.]

Krypton was many light-years away from Earth, but it's a lot like it, I guess. A lot cooler. We had a red sun, so Earth has always been warmer to me.

[hoaxer]

[One day, she'll have to tell Cassie about this, of how it's possible for humans to exist on planets they have yet to even name.]

I'VE SO MANY QUESTIONS I WANT TO ASK.

[Where to even begin--?]

IF YOU MANAGED TO TRAVEL TO EARTH, IT MUST MEAN THAT FASTER-THAN-LIGHT TRAVEL IS POSSIBLE. RIGHT?

[Kara looks too young to think otherwise.]

[iisupergirlii]

Yes! Well, Earth hasn't figured it out yet, but we had on Krypton. We had ships designed to make the trip.

[hoaxer]

WHAT MADE YOU WANT TO COME TO A PLANET LIKE EARTH, THEN? IT SOUNDS AS THOUGH YOU HAD AMAZING TECHNOLOGY ON KRYPTON. VISITING EARTH MUST BE LIKE VISITING THE BACKWATER COUNTRY.

[iisupergirlii]

[ Kara smiles, a little wistful. it's always happy and sad to remember home. Sometimes angry, too, if she thinks about things too much. Like if she thinks about the parts she's about to tell Lu-Li about. ]

It was when I first got here. But I didn't have any other choice. My planet exploded, and the rulers sent their son to Earth to save him, and my parents sent me here to protect him.

[hoaxer]

[Whatever she'd been expecting, it wasn't that. Lu Li's eye widens for a moment before she quickly looks away, as though embarrassed by her own reaction.

She slides her device over.]

I'M SORRY TO HEAR THAT. I DIDN'T MEAN TO BRING UP ANY BAD MEMORIES.

[iisupergirlii]

No, it's fine. It happened a long time ago, and I've gotten to make my peace with it. Thank you, though.

[hoaxer]

[She's curious about how it happened, but she knows better than to probe into the past of a stranger she's just met. Lu Li decides on a safer question:]

DOES THIS EARTH REMIND YOU OF YOUR OWN?

[iisupergirlii]

Yes,
in a lot of ways. There's no Sound Eaters where I've come from. What about you?