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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
From your mods:

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NAVIGATION



iisupergirlii: (just hold on now)

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-01-21 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kara narrows her eyes, a little suspicious. Then, since if it is real it won't cause her any lasting damage other than a really crappy sting, she holds her hand up and slides it through the flames a few times. She doesn't feel anything.

Well, that's reassuring.]


Good. That's... good. But still, don't scare them. That's... really rude.
bowrettes: (pic#9508338)

[personal profile] bowrettes 2018-01-21 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Fight... Lilina cannot help but wonder what it is A2 had to fight, but she thinks perhaps asking would be too rude right now. It's one of the few times Lilina ever actually has something of a filter. It helps, of course, that typing takes some effort, thus encouraging her to better think her words out.

Shall we begin observing, then?
bowrettes: (pic#9454502)

[personal profile] bowrettes 2018-01-21 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she looks at the words, frowning a little at them. she already kind of assumed he must have gotten some kind of advice from whomever the supplies came from in the first place, but the proper capitalization and punctuation just drive that assumption right on home.

she looks mildly humbled as she takes the ice from him, clutching it in her small hand so it would press up against the injured heel of her palm. she hasn't yet quite met his eyes.

after reading, she holds up her own device, her message already typed out and ready for him. ]


Thank you for your troubles. It is appreciated.

[ alright, so still no apology but. but it's something..!! ]
iisupergirlii: (did you toot)

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-01-21 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
1. It's... a city! On Earth! In the United States specifically, near the capitol. Hence the name.
1.1 Sometimes life-threatening and sometimes pretty chill, depending on what danger pops up.
[she fell in love with and then lost Mon-El in 2017, so also heartbreaking! But she's not going to drop that on a total stranger. No need to bring someone else down.] But always pretty interesting! Especially if you're a reporter. Which I am.
2. I don't know if she's RELEVANT but I love her. Her music is so fun! Hit me baby one more time!!
5. For?????
6. I spread awareness of injustices, especially to aliens. With my stories. So that superheroes can help save the day.
bowrettes: (pic#9508321)

[personal profile] bowrettes 2018-01-21 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
You do not appear very capable.

[ LKALALKD HE ASKED................ OKAY. ]
iisupergirlii: (a fake smile)

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-01-21 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kara's studying the symbols, her head tilted. She hasn't seen anything like them here, and they're not any alien language she's ever experienced. Certainly not Kryptonian. If Winn were here, with all his fancy computer hacks and language decoding skills, he could probably figure this out. She sighs, moving on to what's clearly notes about where they are. It's pretty interesting.]

Yeah. [she mumbles, only half paying attention as she reads.] My cousin's like that. Nothing wrong with a good notebook, but after I misplaced the first few, I overall went digital. Less dangerous.
bowrettes: (pic#9454506)

[personal profile] bowrettes 2018-01-21 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ fortunately (?) for lilina, she is already pretty startled enough by the near-collision and the drop of her phone that she doesn't really pay much attention to

the very obvious mechanical thing standing just before her.

the shock comes a little more gradually. then again, she's met androids and such by now, so.... ]


Ah—

[ oh. right. she fishes out her device. ]

I apologize. I did not hear you approach.

[ she eyes the chair. ]

Do you live here too?
bowrettes: (pic#9508362)

[personal profile] bowrettes 2018-01-21 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ah... she is certainly intrigued by the offer and

well. he certainly looks as if he could carry many a heavy thing... ]


You would not mind? I intend to furnish a room for myself.
rockypath: (dark side)

[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-21 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hey, she get's it. It would be nice to have some friends here too. Although the number of people that fell into that category back home was depressingly limited. Great. Now she's sad too.]

[But that comment breaks up her frown near immediately. Ha!]


I'll let you in on a secret. We do. We just like to blame them on the guy closest to us.
rockypath: sarah_jones (whelp)

[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-21 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Faith had never been the coordinator. The plan maker. She'd always been the fist, directed and what needed punching. She'd taken a more leadership role with the mini-Slayers but it wasn't really her wheelhouse so she was more than willing to follow his lead. So long as the plan formed seemed sound enough to her when the time came.

And they had to do something. Even a mediocre plan was better than sitting around doing nothing.]
Well, count me in. I'm ready to try to kick the shit out of some sound eaters.
353: (pic#11833969)

[personal profile] 353 2018-01-21 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Seriously? [ Mike scowls. ] Girls are the worst...

[ He realizes who he's talking to. ]

No offence.
ebonyengine: All icons by <user name=brightwing> (Default)

[personal profile] ebonyengine 2018-01-21 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Wonderful, sharing information will be critical to their survival here.]

Thank you, Mr....?
ebonyengine: (☠ - I'll pretend I didn't hear that)

[personal profile] ebonyengine 2018-01-21 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
I would say the same of you.

[He still isn't over New Jersey, to be honest.]
twoaffirmations: (game | alone)

[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-01-21 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[9S answers without hesitation.]

A lot of the Resistance androids are a few hundred years old by now. We Y-o-R-H-a are newer models with more advanced combat capabilities. I'm a Scanner type! We specialize in support.

[As for the information on "toasting", well...]

Wow, I never realized it was so complex.
rockypath: (deadly intentions)

[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-21 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[She shrugged, clearly not offended.] We are. But then boys can be little monsters too. [Come on, Mike. You had to have done something terrible to your sister at some point. Water balloons? Ruining her favorite shirt? Something?]
rou_gui: (Wikstroemia indica)

[personal profile] rou_gui 2018-01-21 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Why? What interest are you meant to hold to me?
rou_gui: (Ardisia japonica)

[personal profile] rou_gui 2018-01-21 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
I think you are mistaken. We would do well to have nothing to do with one another. That is the nature of silence.

[ Or maybe that's just what she's used to. She's been alone for years now, with no one she'd actually wish to talk to. ]
rou_gui: (Ardisia japonica)

[personal profile] rou_gui 2018-01-21 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Then keep watch, and I will do the work.

[ She's used to doing it alone anyway. ]
rou_gui: (Ardisia japonica)

[personal profile] rou_gui 2018-01-21 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
They know it will sway those who think only with their feelings. They will get the extra hands and naive hearts they're looking for.

The rest of us may be more cunning.
rou_gui: (Eucommia ulmoides)

[personal profile] rou_gui 2018-01-21 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Favors. Supplies. Books. Trinkets.

I have no tobacco now, but I know the plant and its preparation. If it is in the woods to be harvested, I would do so for these things.
rou_gui: (Ilex purpurea)

[personal profile] rou_gui 2018-01-21 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
If someone walks around making noise, you should leave that place immediately.

[ She's outright scowling at this point. ]

Do you not realize the severity of this situation?
ebonyengine: (☠ - Whose side are you on?)

[personal profile] ebonyengine 2018-01-21 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
They seem more desperate than anything else.

[That, or they're very good at pretending to be desperate.]

I sympathize with their plight, but my friend and I must leave. I'm sure most of us have important things we need to do.

[He, for example, needs to kick an evil empire out of his country.]
rou_gui: (Trichosanthes kirilowii)

[personal profile] rou_gui 2018-01-21 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Qetzi's brows pinch, a pulse of confusion. But then... well. Why shouldn't others be more kindhearted and pleasant. She remembers when she'd been able to smile easily, and the memory pinches somewhere deep and painful in her heart.

A gust of wind, from nowhere at all, stirs her hair and her jacket. The sign of her faerie curse stirring, responding to her emotions and subverting her control... She starts to open her mouth to speak, driven by a will other than her own. But she abruptly slaps her hand over her mouth with a muffled grunt of frustration.

Her eyes flicker up at Lorem, angry and vulnerable in one look. ]
porkbelly: (and pigs can't fly)

[personal profile] porkbelly 2018-01-21 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yuuri takes the offered hand a little awkwardly. He's assuming that's a nickname.]

I'm Yuuri ... thanks. That's nice of you, Naruto.
porkbelly: (pigs make lovely household friends)

[personal profile] porkbelly 2018-01-21 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
You're fine. Really. I've never been on something as dangerous as a battlefield... I mean, unless you count video games.

[A beat later it occurs to him Poe may not know what those are.]