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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



shotfired: (pic#12054076)

[personal profile] shotfired 2018-02-13 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yeah, Lups gonna cross her arms and raise an eyebrow at that one. What is this, the apocalypse one-upman show?

Also never mind that, how many of one plane can exist at once. ]


Several Earths? That the name of a planar system or does your planet just suck at naming things?

[ Yes, she's imagining like an orbit of planets that are all named earth. She'd be cracking up right now if she wasn't so annoyed by life itself right now. ]
iisupergirlii: (that plan actually worked!)

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-02-13 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
What the heck's a planar system? There's different dimensions of the same planet, each existing in their own universe, amidst all the other universes. I have a friend-of-a-friend who can... create portals? To different versions of Earth?

[ if she sounds doubtful it's because Kara Danvers does not science and does not get Cisco's whole... vibe-thing. oops. ]
shotfired: (pic#12069430)

[personal profile] shotfired 2018-02-13 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ She can't not grin and nod. What a presh kid. ]

Of course, Mike, my man. [ She has to stop herself from typing 'kiddo' ] I'm always up for new friends. And as a benefit, I'll hook you up with some rockin' magic for your fort.
ghostfluster: (whatever happens first)

[personal profile] ghostfluster 2018-02-13 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
some do! you should see jan -- she's my roomie here btu she lives in house 7 i guess -- anyway you should see her haul furniture sometime

shes not BUFF buff but i'm jealous

anything else you'd rather be doing?


twoaffirmations: (game | uncertainty)

[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-02-13 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Oh... I see.

[He's really not sure he does. Don't they mean the same thing, in the end?]

I keep forgetting that's where we are. I'd only ever seen images of France in Old World documents. It doesn't look anything like it is now...
imitationsoul: (Destroy)

[personal profile] imitationsoul 2018-02-13 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, did it get wiped out?

[ Miach leans closer, immediately curious again. Her worlds France was still existent, though certainly not the same as one might have known it like a hundred years ago. ]
twoaffirmations: (game | colorful)

[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-02-13 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
... [9S gulps at the sudden intrusion, but he keeps his head high.]

Not just France. Everything... The only humans left are on the Moon.
imitationsoul: (Don't think you've been dreaming)

[personal profile] imitationsoul 2018-02-13 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Oooh, that explains a lot.

[ Though she drags the word out long as if exclaiming genuine surprise, Miach's voice remains even and without much intonation. ]

They managed to fuck it up even worse than the people of my world. Consider me impressed. Though humanity where I come from is far smaller than it used to be, it is only North America that has been left entirely inhabitable after the Maelstrom.

And yet, everyone's already so scared... Those frightened survivors, they have no idea how good they have it. [ And that does amuse her enough to chuckle. ]
poodlemom: (You good soft boy?)

[personal profile] poodlemom 2018-02-13 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Sheesh! [he almost typed a curse, but he'll control himself around a kid]

That's awful, nobody should have to deal with that. [especially not a child, but Victor is sure that Mike has probably heard that enough times to be annoyed by it]

Still, you're more prepared than I am. This is all so strange.
twoaffirmations: (game | lies!)

[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-02-13 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
[9S visibly flinches, his teeth pulling into a grimace. His jaw can almost be heard straining as he grits his teeth, and he feels an anger boil up in him at her casual, coarse observation.

How can she say something like that? How can she not care? His chest twists, even as the words spill passionately from his lips, and he feels awful for each and every one of them.]


Impressed...? Humanity was ravaged by an incurable disease, and then the aliens invaded Earth with their damned machines. Humanity didn't deserve any of that! We've been fighting this war for hundreds of years, and we still haven't won...

We fight, all while the remaining humans are stuck on the Moon, waiting every day to return to Earth. And you're impressed?
Edited 2018-02-13 01:42 (UTC)
imitationsoul: (The end will come quickly)

[personal profile] imitationsoul 2018-02-13 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ The aliens catch Miach off-guard. In her mind she had no doubt that mankind would always be the engineer of its own destruction. The idea of an attacker from the outside had never even occurred to her as something that is viable in any universe. It's been a fiction to her, a pretty tale humans could make up to feel more united. She'd read those stories, sure, but... for that to be a reality... Huh. ]

I am. I come from a world in which the worst destruction imaginable to its inhabitants was caused by human foolishness in and of itself. Humans have brought themselves to the verge of extinction and now they cower in fear of their own monstrosity. They're afraid of themselves, they crowdsource morality in a desperate hope to suppress their own horrible urges.

What's not impressive about a world that's worse than this pathetic state of affairs?
thinhammer: (uh actually)

[personal profile] thinhammer 2018-02-13 09:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ He raises his eyebrows, wondering what about him makes her think that... Sure, he's friendly, kind of warm, but animals have always seemed to steer clear of him. Auras and all that. Being a host to a negative chakra monster will do that to you. Probably. ]

yeah
i always wanted one to keep me company yknow
but even if i get to pet a cat or somethin it ends up runnin away eventually


[ He shrugs. ]

its ok though
i dunno the first thing about havin a pet so its probably a good thing yknow
beguiledcard: (on a target like a missle)

[personal profile] beguiledcard 2018-02-13 11:53 am (UTC)(link)
Guess that makes two of us.

I guess, on one hand, I can't judge.

My own leadership skills could use plenty of work.

... I have healing and revival magic. If I'm still around whenever this plan goes into motion, let me know.
ghostfluster: (you know not)

[personal profile] ghostfluster 2018-02-13 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[she can't sense chakra, so her impression of him is a cool fun open dude; it's not hard to picture him with a cat or dog, really.]

thats a shame

i hope it works out for you sometime?

i'd offer to give advice or something but well

it's not like we've got animals as far as i can see

unless you count chia pets, maybe
cxivth: (warpstrike)

[personal profile] cxivth 2018-02-14 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
( phew. at least that seemed to reassure her a bit. every once in awhile, you do something right noct... )

Don't worry about it. ( they just had to keep moving forward. ) Now, how about we go together out there, and see what all of this is really about?
cxivth: (:D)

whoops this was marked read in my inbox by mistake, sorry!!

[personal profile] cxivth 2018-02-14 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
( an argument about vegetables was just the comfort they both needed, perhaps— as noctis flashes an indignant gaze towards his steward as he steps in to take care of this himself.

after the first half dozen yield poor results and actually have him contemplating which vegetables are worse than others, he finally finds it. unearthing something from behind the dust and unholy depths of these foreign cupboards he fishes out his prize...!

it's a can of chili. one that hasn't seen the light of day for a long, long time. and noctis is smiling as though he'd won some kind of victory— holding it high like a trophy. )
gimmesometassel: (Default)

[personal profile] gimmesometassel 2018-02-14 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Cuddling is nice, and so is petting; Carpet is almost never one to turn down company and affection. Nobody seems to be paying them any attention, so why not speak freely?]

It doesn't sound like we're going anywhere anytime soon? So you have plenty of time to recover. And to find real relationships once you do!

[And to figure out what he wants. Given the talk of the Sound Eaters, they're definitely not going anywhere just yet. Still, Carpet doesn't seem especially discouraged by this fact. For an immortal magical creature, what's a few years in the grand scheme of things?]
gimmesometassel: (Default)

[personal profile] gimmesometassel 2018-02-14 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe I could ask to try later? They can't expect us to stay put forever.
gimmesometassel: (Has a Point)

[personal profile] gimmesometassel 2018-02-14 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
[That gesture is definitely Carpet miming zipping his lips, if he actually had any. How does he know what zippers are, you ask? Genie has literally zipped his lips in front of him before; you can't be friends with the big guy without picking up at least a few anachronisms.]
lifewithoutrest: (concern:  soft)

[personal profile] lifewithoutrest 2018-02-14 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ She nods, whether in answer to his first comment or in acceptance of his apology is hard to say. Perhaps both.

Helen visibly holds back a wince as she gets her first good look at the damage. Her touch is gentle as she examines the wound. The discoloration concerns her. She can't help worrying about infection in a place like this. Things are a little more primitive than she's gotten used to in certain areas, such as medicine, but she's worked under worse conditions.

Not for the first time, she thinks how much simpler it would be if she could actually talk. Once she's finished her examination, she pulls out her device again. ]


How did this happen?
gimmesometassel: (Chivalry Lives--In A Rug?)

[personal profile] gimmesometassel 2018-02-14 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Not a person to admire? Does Akira think he's a bad person? Why, though? He's doing the best he can, isn't he? Carpet lingers in Akira's arms, leaning up to nuzzle against his cheek; the need for a hug clearly hasn't passed just yet. If anything, it may have gotten even worse. What else can he do, other than try and reassure him.....?]

No matter how good you are you can't save everyone. You can't always do something to help no matter how hard you try. Messing up doesn't make you a bad person.
Edited 2018-02-14 03:19 (UTC)
beguiledcard: (and let you do what you want)

[personal profile] beguiledcard 2018-02-14 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh no....... He's kind of really adorable, and Akira can't help giving a small smile, even if it's a little sad. ]

He would disagree.
I made a choice that never should have been a choice.



And I let him down.
He's never going to forgive me.


[ Something about actually typing that to a being that feels like they're hellbent on not judging him...

He's just... tired. He thought, after that fight, they'd be done. That they could finally rest, so to have all of this... still happening. So much is still happening, and he knows he can't possibly help everyone here. He's just... one person with one ally; he can't be positive he'll be able to protect her... and--...

He's only one person who can't save everyone.

The next exhale is tense, and he's releasing something of a heavy, breathed out, almost entirely silent... laugh.

One hand presses to his face. ]
Edited 2018-02-14 12:15 (UTC)
ghostfluster: (one of a kind irreplaceable)

[personal profile] ghostfluster 2018-02-14 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[she has to cover her mouth to stifle the laugh.]

thanks
lowkeycrazy: (back)

p5 spoilers, cw suicide mention

[personal profile] lowkeycrazy 2018-02-14 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes... at least there is that.

[Time to recover... if he lasts long enough. Things like what he'd been through... he expects it'll take at least his own age in time to recover, if not longer. As for "real relationships", there is significant doubt still lingering in his heart that anyone would want to get that close to someone so ugly inside, with their hands drenched in blood. The latter part, at least, he could hide... surely the two people he knows from home won't speak of what he'd done to others, would they?

...but the ugliness is something he cannot hide. It is an eventual truth that anyone who tries to get close to him will have to face. He is not good, nor selfless, nor giving nor brave. The only free action that he had ever taken, in fact, was to end his own life.

The coward's way out.]
ebonyengine: (☠ - I'll pretend I didn't hear that)

it's ok!

[personal profile] ebonyengine 2018-02-15 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Somehow, Noctis has managed to find the one thing that isn't canned vegetables. Ignis doesn't know whether he should be disappointed or impressed at the lengths his charge will go to avoid the dreaded vegetables.

Ignis unceremoniously takes the can from Noct to examine it. It looks...old. Now, he knows canned things can have a long shelf life, but they can't last forever. He gives Noctis a questioning look - are you sure this is what you want?

Is there even an expiration date on this thing? He's having trouble finding one.]