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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



cronusian: (13)

[personal profile] cronusian 2018-01-18 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
They didn't seem in a hurry to hand off tools. [Or weapons, and Hux is displeased by that, more than just a little. If this threat is so great, he prefers to face it armed. He stands by, giving the knocking shutters an assessing stare before reaching up to still them.

Still, if sound is the threat these people claim it to be, this is a problem that needs a quick solution.

With one hand occupied, he can't type, so he waves her over and taps the shutter with his other hand for her to take over the hold.]
cronusian: (11)

[personal profile] cronusian 2018-01-18 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Armitage recognizes Reigen and considering the lack of useful responses from the natives, he's relieved to finally get a straight answer on something. He sizes him up a moment before nodding in agreement and offering over some of the bread he had taken earlier.

His gesture not entirely selfless. If Reigen took and ate some he could at least ensure no fast acting poisons lurked in the offered food.]


That sounds like a plan. What's your name?
cronusian: (28)

[personal profile] cronusian 2018-01-18 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
I'm skeptical, not suicidal.

[His tone is just as indifferent. Death isn't a consequence he's willing to risk for answers. He frowns, watching the natives with his eyes narrowed and his arms clasped behind his back.]

It's easier to wait for someone else to make that error. I doubt it will take long.
ebonyengine: (☠ - And here we are)

[personal profile] ebonyengine 2018-01-18 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
Ignis.

[Unfortunately, he doesn't have much else to offer and he doubts that information on specific species of daemon will be of any use in this situation.]

A pleasure to meet you, our grim situation notwithstanding.
dryeyes: then you are the mom friend (every group of friends has a mom friend)

[personal profile] dryeyes 2018-01-18 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
So you're suggesting that rather than those things moving faster than the eye can see.. they're imperceptible to the eye at all. Maybe.

[Again, by eliminating the spiritual aspect of it, it becomes much easier to believe. Invisible monsters 1, ghosts 0, we're keeping a good score here.]

A slipper will still make a noise if we step on loose lumber. Clearing a path should be a priority, if we need to use the space outside the town. [Which he feels like the locals won't approve of, considering they hadn't expanded out that far themselves.]
gimmesometassel: (Ugh)

[personal profile] gimmesometassel 2018-01-18 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
If you tried to take it, everything exploded into fire and lava and the whole cave collapsed! It was really scary!

[Carpet throws both tassels up and out, then immediately crumples, a bodily illustration of his story; he couldn't make sound effects even if he wanted to, but they would certainly be appropriate here. Fwoosh! Roar! Rumblerumble! BOOM!]
cronusian: (16)

Man in the hat | mild TLJ Spoilers

[personal profile] cronusian 2018-01-18 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Hux catches sight of Ren across the room, used to trying to keep an idea of his whereabouts when they shared proximity. He isn't inclined to entertain the other man, up until he sees what Ren has in his hands.

Those are his gloves. He would recognize them anywhere. Custom-made, broken in, well worn but well cared for to avoid damage. Making his way through the silent party with the calligraphy set in his pocket, he stops by Ren, out of arm's reach and tries to find the right way to ask when it's the last thing he wants.

He should have shot him when he had a chance. Instead, he just holds out a hand and gives Ren a measured stare as if to say well?.]
ebonyengine: alive (☠ - I'm comfortable)

[personal profile] ebonyengine 2018-01-18 07:21 am (UTC)(link)
[The funny thing is he thinks his manime hair makes him look more mature.

Ignis looks thoughtful for a moment before typing out a reply.]


I've been told I've got a talent for cooking.
I think some cheese and peppers may help in the flavor department.


[Her pumpkin recipe is certainly a unique recipe.

Still, he's going to try it.

Is there even any cheese here? There better be. He accepts the pumpkin and examines. It's definitely a goodpumpkin if he's ever seen one.]


I'm sure I can squash something together.

[Yeah, he can play the pun game too.]
beguiledcard: (sick of screaming let us in)

being a future therapy patient?

[personal profile] beguiledcard 2018-01-18 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ Mmmm... Akira might have sneaked a couple of sips, but it was far from enough to impact his judgment. If anything, he's simply relaxed, and his bottle is tucked away in the bag on his shoulder. It's far too risky for anyone to get drunk right now... and...

... Doesn't alcoholism run in the family? Akira's awkwardly glancing to the side a bit, and then down at the bottle. He should... find a way to get that away from Akechi. Yet, his presence alone seems to be enough to warrant another sip.

Ouch?

But that smirk and those words have him softly blinking, lips actually parting somewhat quickly before he snaps his mouth closed. Oh... Akechi actually managed to catch him off guard for a split second. Heh. Well-played. ]


...

[ Slowly, he lifts the device again and begins to type... ]

Payment would be a matter of preference on your end, wouldn't it?

For now, I can only offer company... and maybe coffee, if they even have the supplies around here.
hoaxer: (1.)

[personal profile] hoaxer 2018-01-18 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
[She does, thank you! With the snitch in her hand, she allows her visual sensor to zoom in on it. Her system takes quick pictures, rushing to compare it to her internal database. The material is unknown. The method of flight? Similar to a hummingbird's, which she could discern by the way it fluttered its wings. Yet there was no clear power source.

Lu Li keeps a steady grip on it. This little friend seems to have a mind of its own, just like the carpet. With her free hand, she taps out her next question:]


IS IT COMMON FOR OBJECTS LIKE YOU TO BE "ALIVE?"
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[personal profile] infodumped 2018-01-18 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
I doubt they're lying. There doesn't seem to be anything that they're gaining from this. They're using a lot of time and resources on making sure nothing can make a noise.

[A beat and still in that neutral tone.]

But why wait? I'm sure you could talk someone into trying if you cared that much about the answer.
gimmesometassel: (Excited)

[personal profile] gimmesometassel 2018-01-18 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Carpet bounces happily in place at that, bobbing in midair; he is pretty impressive, isn't he? It must have taken a lot of work to make him! He turns to look over the city with Karma, and for a minute, is content just to survey the place; for being so restricted in what they're allowed to do, it's actually pretty impressive how well the lived-in part of the town is maintained.]

What are you looking for up here?
hoaxer: (4.)

[personal profile] hoaxer 2018-01-18 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Socializing is hard when you have no face and you can't speak like a person would. How in the world did Asimov's robots do it? We just don't know. Lu Li is quickly becoming comfortable in Eraserhead's presence - strange as his name and job may be. He hasn't shown any suspicion or discomfort around her, which would have made her antsy.

That's why she puts a hand over her chest, head dipping as if trying to convey a polite air. She knows her voice can't convey her emotions properly.]


MY NAME IS LU LI. I USED TO BE AN ARTIST.

[Her eye quickly shutters, akin to a blink.]

I USED TO BE. HUMAN. I'M SORRY. I'M NO ONE SPECIAL.
gimmesometassel: (Default)

[personal profile] gimmesometassel 2018-01-18 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
I've never seen anything else like me before this.

[To be honest, that's part of why he had been chasing after it so urgently, aside from how important it is to take care of the few things he now owns. The device is simple enough to look after, but this snitch..... it may prove to be significantly more difficult.]
hoaxer: (10.)

[personal profile] hoaxer 2018-01-18 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
[That admission is enough to rouse some sympathy in Lu Li. Though they're made of completely different materials, they're both unique cases, aren't they? She offers the snitch back, holding it captive between two metallic fingers.]

THEN WE ARE THE SAME. CURIOSITIES. ODDBALLS. HERE. YOU MAY HAVE YOUR FRIEND BACK.
hoaxer: (11.)

[personal profile] hoaxer 2018-01-18 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
YOU DON'T NEED TO CARE.

[Perhaps they were being held captive, for whatever strange reason. Maybe their purpose was to be fed to the Sound Eaters, a sacrifice to keep them quiet. Her imagination is wild enough to come up with thousands of scenarios ending in their deaths but one resolution remains:

She doesn't think it's right to look down upon those who are frightened.]


THINK WHAT YOU'D LIKE. BUT KINDNESS DOES NOT ALWAYS COME WITH A PRICE TAG ATTACHED.
hoaxer: (12.)

[personal profile] hoaxer 2018-01-18 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
[It's pleasant, being able to converse with someone naturally like this. Even if they're in a shitty situation, it's a small comfort. Lu Li wants to indulge in it as much as she can before they're to keep quiet again.]

IT'D TAKE TOO MUCH WORK TO PUT ON SUCH A SHOW. AND THE CHILDREN.

[She hesitates.]

NO PARENT WOULD WANT THEIR CHILD TO GROW UP LIKE THIS.
hoaxer: (8.)

1/2

[personal profile] hoaxer 2018-01-18 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Somewhat bashful at being scolded, Lu Li turns her head away. Or at least, she begins to when she registers movement from the girl. She looks her way once more, eye locking onto her face, then to the device she's holding out.

... was she embarrassed as well? That's a first.

...]
hoaxer: (10.)

[personal profile] hoaxer 2018-01-18 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Then.

Lu Li's head drops. Chin to chest. Hand covering the portion below her eye. It looks odd, but the gesture should be clear with how the shoulders rise and fall despite the absence of sound.

She's laughing at her!]
cronusian: (10)

[personal profile] cronusian 2018-01-18 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
I had other priorities. [Searching for his comm link and weapons, any sign of a ship to remove him from this planet and back to the First Order. It's only here at this irritatingly vague meeting that he has begun to accept those are not immediate options. He needs to bide his time.]

If you want to volunteer though, [He gestures with gloved hands toward the door while his eyes follow the movement of the natives. Difficult to trust a civilization with no governing system. ]

They're frightened children. I trust their fear is real, not the truth behind it. Frightened minds have a tendency to exaggerate.
Edited 2018-01-18 07:44 (UTC)
cxivth: (?)

[personal profile] cxivth 2018-01-18 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
( noctis had been eyeing the house from the outside, still trying to wrap his head around all of this. actually, he didn't notice the girl at all at first, the sight of her only catching his eye as she started to wave.

furrowing his brow slightly, he tilted his head with an obvious question on his mind... how had she gotten up there in the first place...? but eventually, he raised a hand as well, returning the greeting. no ninjitsu, just a wave. and not to mention, better hair than sasuke could ever hope for.

and after that, he pointed to the house's entrance, raising an eyebrow as he looked back up.
was she staying here, too? )
Edited 2018-01-18 07:47 (UTC)
cxivth: (...?)

[personal profile] cxivth 2018-01-18 07:53 am (UTC)(link)
( woah. okay. noct had been expecting a quick 'yes' or 'no' or even a 'sounds crazy' but none of those were what he got. he's a little taken aback actually, leaning in to read all of that. when he's finished, a clear... 'huh' seems to be on his face as he shifts his weight a little, thinking of how to reply. )

that's— yeah, i guess that's all pretty true.
not like we're going to know for sure unless we get a taste of dealing with them ourselves but to tell you the truth... i'm not to keen on that happening. at least not today.


( and at least, not until they were properly armed again. )

you ever... had to deal with something like this before? otherwordly travel? strangers from places you only read about? ... all-consuming monsters?
infodumped: (014 disgust)

[personal profile] infodumped 2018-01-18 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
[At that, Tuan sets the device aside. She'd been using it for the sole purpose of not being overheard by the natives - perhaps out of some residual courtesy that's still well and alive due to all the repeated brainwashing she's received courtsey of Lifeism, but the act of muzzling herself on their behalf for a second longer just becomes insufferable.]

I never said it did. There are exceptions to the rule.

[Her voice is calmer than you'd expect. Her thoughts drift briefly to Cian as she says those words.]

But kindness coming from those who may have played a part in our abduction is not that exception.

[She raises her face to look at Lu Li.]

You never answered. Are you a human underneath all that technology?
defectpilot: (I can do this)

Sound Eaters

[personal profile] defectpilot 2018-01-18 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Bodhi looks bedraggled and exhausted, bags under eyes that are currently too revealing. Protecting this place is important, since it's apparently now the home of all these people, but the pilot's misgivings are numerous.

He has a wooden tool in his hand, a screwdriver someone had carved and he had tipped with felt. He forces a nervous smile toward his partner for the greeting.]


I'm... Bodhi. Bodhi Rook.

Did you... Are you sure you're ready? Do you need anything first? [His words are soft and quiet, but despite his obvious concerns, he seems physically calm and together.]
cxivth: (>:T)

[personal profile] cxivth 2018-01-18 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
( the truth was, ignis' presence was one of the few things that helped noct keep it together right now. well, that and the fact that there were possibly flesh-eating deamons just waiting to get a taste of the first person that made a peep.

he wanted someway, anyway to vent his frustrations, and at ignis' shake of his head, his hands ball up into fists to indicate just that. noctis pushed himself off of the wall with a foot, bringing his arms down through the air noiselessly, in a frustrated display. he turns around, kicking at nothing as he does so, looking at his retainer again with a pained look. almost something akin to that morning they'd been confronted with the grim revelation of insomnia's fall.

the others, the wedding, altissia!
what about everything they'd been working towards together?! they'd been... so close... )