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The Quiet Place Mods ([personal profile] bequiet) wrote in [community profile] quietplacelogs2018-01-15 08:09 pm

INTRO LOG #1



INTRO LOG #1

Muzzle and Mute
Content Warnings: Disorientation, memory loss, confusion
Themes: Arrival, survival, exploration, horror

You wake, standing. A thick, muddy red dust coats your skin and clothes - it sticks to your tongue and blocks your vision. Inhale and it chokes you, exhale and your breath puffs out in front of your face in a transparent maroon cloud. It tastes of copper, tangy and harsh. Movement is difficult, every limb tingles and aches. Look to your left, your right. Evenly spaced in each direction stands another person indistinguishable in every way from the next. You're disoriented and lethargic, unable to grasp onto a single thought. A pinprick of light blooms ahead and grows steadily larger; a door has opened.

Hands grip your wrists, push at the small of your back and guide you out of the darkness into a room with four walls and a thin, sagging ceiling. The plaster is peeling, the air is musty, and the floor is slick. White plastic piping juts up from the center and curves into multiple spouts, clean water flowing in uneven streams. Those hands pull your clothes off and clear the dust from your body, redress you in handsewn jumpsuits. By the time they’re through, you will have begun to come back to yourself.

A finger is pressed to your lips. Kind eyes meet your own and a single word is whispered - hush.

Led out of the room in a line, you’re taken down a short hallway and into another, much larger room. There’s a woman waiting for you there, a child hugging her leg, and a cloth bag in her hands. She reaches in and pulls out a device, passes one to each of you. Once finished, she begins to move both hands in graceful gestures, a language. One of the people who helped you lifts their device and the screen lights up, tracks the woman’s hands. Letters appear on the screen and you understand the device’s purpose. She tells you what she knows and it’s not much.

This world is haunted. Noise attracts them, so it is not allowed. Communication is through body language, soundless writing, and the device. She tells you that your feet must be light and your mouth never used. There is a community outside these doors, where you can survive together, but only if you agree to one thing: complete and total silence. You'll have time to talk it over. You may ask one question and receive one answer.

Acceptance allows you to journey outside. The ground is marked in pathways of sand, lining the paths to each building and everywhere in-between. You notice that the locals hold their devices always, aloft and glance to it often. It will not vibrate or make a sound to signal a message. Notices appear. Rules. Guidelines. Feet on the sand and never anywhere else. To open a door you brush your fingers along the hinges - oiled and you may enter. If not, take the brush from the can sitting nearby and coat the metal with the dark liquid.

Now, you're to settle into your new home.

The Man in the Hat
Content Warnings: Heavy lifting, following the rules, alcoholism
Themes: Moving in, survival, exploration, horror

Once you’ve claimed a room for yourself, it’s time to acclimate to the community. Natives will ask what you need and take you along the sandpaths to different areas in the city to gather supplies - furniture and the like. Heavier items will require assistance and will take longer. Houses are mostly empty so if you and your housemates need something, you’ll have to carry it and put it inside the home. Do not make any noise or the natives will refuse to help you. Getting to know your housemates is key to a smooth transition. They are going through what you are right now; take the time to get to know them. Make house rules.

As the first day gives way to night, the natives can be seen moving at a faster pace outside. They’re hurried, though not frightened. Some even smile at you. When the sun sets behind the ruins of what was once picturesque Reims, your device will signal that it’s time to meet at the center of the community. There, natives will stop each person and give them a small gift - a trinket, a token to show that they are trying their best to make all the new arrivals feel at home. These are all items from the character’s home or from another character's home (they will not be anything that belongs to anyone else). Small, soundless and either something taken during the application process or something brand new. They will have no powers to speak of and are meant to be a momento. If asked, the natives found them the same way they found each of you.

Then the party starts. Sort of. A soundless, stitled kind of celebration. Fun is meant to be had, but it’s not an overly joyous occasion. The natives simply don’t know how to cut loose. There will be extra food in the form of one and two; Phillipa even brought some of her homemade bread. If you stumble across a man wearing a hat, the only man in town who does, and agree to go with him when he offers to show you his house - he’ll gift you with a jar of hooch; it’ll burn on the way down.

Sound Eaters
Content Warnings: Threat, danger
Themes: Survival, exploration, horror, game plot

It’s the second day of your stay, and the natives call for an emergency meeting at the Town Hall. Everyone is paired off (see below) and are asked to walk the perimeter looking for anything out of place and patching any areas that might have been affected by weather. Once finished, the same is done on the inside, and when the community leader is satisfied, the main hall is opened up so that everyone can congregate. Characters, during this time only, are allowed to make sound. This is so that the natives can explain why silence is so necessary...

The Sound Eaters.

In an effort not to frighten everyone, the natives won’t go into the history just yet, but they will warn that when someone makes a sound, it attracts them. They don’t know what they look like because they are so fast. If you’re too loud, then in the blink of an eye, you’ll go through a room reset. This is because either the natives ‘silenced’ you or the Sound Eaters have. They will explain that the room came at the same time the Sound Eaters did and that it doesn’t work for the natives. Sometimes, it doesn’t work on new arrivals. Death, for those born in this world, is permanent. If you attract them, you’ll get someone killed. Hence the need for no noise. During the meeting, the natives will tell each character of their own experiences. Their losses. The families they have left and how they’d do anything to keep them alive. They don’t know if you’ll be reset, but is that a risk you’re willing to take? The meeting will last a few hours and will end on a somber, ominous note - at the end of the month, they are taking everyone to meet them.

OOC
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NAVIGATION



[personal profile] ex_this_ismydesign36 2018-01-21 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ Feeling the almost imperceptible vibration of his device, Will pulled it out and checked the message. He looked towards the man's broad shoulders and just shook his head. ]

There is only one sand trail at the moment. I'm not interested in ending up dead because you don't want to share.

[ It probably is not a good plan to poke at a man who is not only larger than you, but moves with the sort of grace that suggests he can handle himself. But Will's self-preservation instincts have always been squirrel like at best. ]
twoaffirmations: (game | analysing)

[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-01-21 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
[9S, curious and only that, raises an eyebrow.]

Looks like you didn't do a very good job...

Well, as much as I want to know how you operate, I have a job to do and the humans here come first.


[He heads off towards the perimeter, apparently having decided to just do it himself.]
clarius: (106. ❀ BREATH OF LIFE.)

[personal profile] clarius 2018-01-21 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ the smile is a gesture that lorem appreciates a lot, finding it touching considering the situation they're all in.

she offers one of her own, this one reaching her eyes compared to the polite, strain thing she kept on her face during the meeting. ]


I won't find it boring. Just... very different. I'm used to this sort of thing being a breather between the adventures. Not the adventure itself. [ spending six years doing those sort of activities nonstop has caused her to except them as the norm.

she wonders if she should feel bad for nursing some sense of relief at the thought of having respite from the adventures? she knows the ship needs all the help it can get but after everything that happened, it was nice to step away from it all. the fact she's surrounded by individuals her size again is a plus. ]
I take it that you're used to this sort of thing...? Creatures who attack at the faintest of sound aside, of course.
dear_heart: (what's that?)

[personal profile] dear_heart 2018-01-21 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Color her confused.]

What do you mean?
oorah: (♛048)

[personal profile] oorah 2018-01-21 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ frank doesn't need the sand trail to keep silent, but he's only interested in being a stubborn prick right now so !!! ] that was some meeting
a2brutus: (024)

[personal profile] a2brutus 2018-01-21 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
You're a human and I'm an android. [Which, as far as A2 is concerned, answers everything. But if it doesn't, she continues on anyway.] We're designed to love and serve our human creators all the same.

[personal profile] ex_this_ismydesign36 2018-01-21 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh you just bring the stubborn!! ]

Amazingly informative; in that it raised more questions than it gave answers.
hoaxer: (6.)

[personal profile] hoaxer 2018-01-21 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, good. She's being given space. Lu Li fixes her eye on those ears before looking down at the girl's face. She whips out her device.]

WHY DO YOU HAVE EARS?

[STRAIGHT AND TO THE POINT]
laytheghost: (it's a desert in my heart)

[personal profile] laytheghost 2018-01-21 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Jan takes a deep breath in, eyes closed. she exhales quietly. this is all a bit overwhelming, but there's a clear path forward here, and by god she is going to take it.]

ok lu li, person
lets try this again
im jan
im a rude asshole but it aint personal i just never saw anything liek u before so dont actually like. feel bad. idk. ur pretty badass
now we r in kidnapping hell together
thats cool
oorah: (♛023)

[personal profile] oorah 2018-01-21 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ oh no will gave them a common enemy now he'll never stop ranting ] no shit. am i the only one wondering why we give a fuck about a bunch of terrorists who captured us to this hellhole?
353: (pic#11984700)

[personal profile] 353 2018-01-21 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ A military background makes sense from the way he looks. He might regret letting slip the tidbit of information about himself but it's useful for Mike to know, particularly when it comes to protection for Eleven... Better to get to know him a little better first though before considering him as a bodyguard. ]

You joined the military to get away from him? Or to piss him off?
hoaxer: (4.)

[personal profile] hoaxer 2018-01-21 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
[. . .

Should she say it.]


YOU ARE ALSO TERRIBLE AT CONVERSATION.

[personal profile] ex_this_ismydesign36 2018-01-21 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ That's fine, especially if it takes the onus of trying to carry a conversation off Will; because he was crap at that kind of stuff. ]

Mutually assured destruction? [ He offered as an answer to the question. ] Their survival seems to mirror our own, if these Sound Eaters really are a thing.

I asked one of the natives how long they'd been living like this and they answered "generations". These people don't know anything else.
oorah: (♛074)

[personal profile] oorah 2018-01-21 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ he grits his teeth but otherwise doesn't seem bothered by the question. it isn't so personal to him really, not at near twenty years ago. ] Bit of both. And also... because I belonged there. [ it was the only place frank had ever belonged. ]
dear_heart: (well this could have gone better)

[personal profile] dear_heart 2018-01-21 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Claire.exe has crashed.]

But it still matters, if someone is rude to you.
Edited 2018-01-21 03:41 (UTC)
laytheghost: (i'm your king of nothing at all)

[personal profile] laytheghost 2018-01-21 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[just. this face.]

im not at my BEST right now mr. or ms person
u are also not making any conversation that is not shit talkin me
i challenge u to say something nice
oorah: (♛049)

[personal profile] oorah 2018-01-21 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
they said we reset. do you believe that?

[ not that he really cares what will believes. but frank doesn't believe anything these people say, so. he stops suddenly, spinning to face the other man. it's too... millenial to have a conversation this way. he likes to look people in the eye. which doesn't seem to be will's forte. that gives him something to go on, actually. that helps in some nebulous way. ]

they're never gonna tell us what they know anyway so fuck em
underachievement: for dragging us into this hellish spergatory with you (thank you Danny)

[personal profile] underachievement 2018-01-21 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ fuck him indeed. if she's going to put off confessing to what she just did then she has to keep tabs on him, as the only witness. he's bound to take that the wrong way but it's the last thing on her mind.

Jess retraces her steps to House 10, distancing herself from her old footprints as they spill into signs of struggle. she doesn't plan to hide what she did so why disturb the crime scene. the door is open and the kitchen is empty, as reluctant as she is to step into it. the dining room, which he must have claimed for himself, leaving one cement wall between them through the night Jesus Christ she gets to the sink right as vomit spews from her mouth. her stomach has little to give; she heaves twice fully and spits the remaining bile and excess saliva into the slowly draining mess. the initial splatter was louder than any sound she made and she's old hat at hiding her distress. when nothing comes to whisk her away, she risks slowly turning the faucet handle to collect a small puddle of water in her hand, but the plumbing doesn't work.

fuck. she'll have to feel sorry about that later. (sorry she didn't make it all the way to the dining room.)

Jess wipes her mouth on the sleeve of her jumpsuit and goes to the garage to grab both remaining jars of hooch, the one from the dog and the one from the good dude at the party, and then she immediately heads back out with no destination except to not be there. if they're going to lock her up for any length of time, odds are it will be in a mostly windowless room. she's not keen to spend the handful of intervening hours sitting around in a mostly windowless room. what's his number? she'll darken that identical-in-nearly-every-way deck instead. ]
witchhooded: (i really like you)

[personal profile] witchhooded 2018-01-21 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ OH.....IS THAT...ALL... ]

its a long story but basically my dog and i merged!
do you not like them???
iisupergirlii: (even faker smile)

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-01-21 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Kara's shoulders shake as she tries not to laugh.] No. Well, some people do, but... not the very cool people.

[but then he's asking questions that Kara is definitely not ready to answer.]

Don't worry. I'm a person.

[maybe not a "human" but.......]
Edited 2018-01-21 03:43 (UTC)
a2brutus: (016)

[personal profile] a2brutus 2018-01-21 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Don't crash??? That's A2's job???]

Not really.
hoaxer: (12.)

[personal profile] hoaxer 2018-01-21 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
MRS.

[Oho?! A married robot?!]

I DON'T LIKE TO FAKE COMPLIMENTS.
hoaxer: (13.)

[personal profile] hoaxer 2018-01-21 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
[... that doesn't answer anything!!! What the fuck!]

I'M SORRY. I DON'T UNDERSTAND. YOU. MERGED?
infodumped: (007 unconvinced)

[personal profile] infodumped 2018-01-21 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[A pause as she considers this, then:]

I haven't.
It'd be better if she wasn't here though. This place asks you to sacrifice a lot.
ghostfluster: (things i can make)

[personal profile] ghostfluster 2018-01-21 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
will do. they told me to gohelp with those sandy paths so you'll see me around too

&im gonna go see what's past the river if they say it's safe sometime