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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



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[personal profile] priwen 2018-01-19 01:09 pm (UTC)(link)
(I've got a fellow who's also interested if you'd like to team up!)
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[personal profile] warfares 2018-01-19 01:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Extending the invitation to meet had taken more nerve than he'd readily admit.

He settles on the park, in part due to his familiarity with the area — there was a kind of solace to be found in nature, a balm to his fraying nerves — and in part because he knows she will enjoy the greenery. ]


You're late. [ he says by way of greeting when she arrives at the ruined fountain, their decided meeting point. ]
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[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-19 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Paint thinner. With a side of gasoline. Better than nothing? [Luckily she was quite good at holding her liquor. Slayers could get drunk, as Buffy had proven more than once. But their stamina was better than most if they were used to drinking. Faith shrugged, lowering the bottle and looking at Jessica a moment. She seemed real interested in it, but didn't seem at all quick to get one herself...

She held out the bottle to her with raised brows and a small quirk of her lips, offering it if she wanted to give it a try herself. Clearly seemed like she wanted to, Faith wasn't that oblivious.]
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[personal profile] xochipilli_cursed 2018-01-19 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[That gets a blank stare for a moment and Aaron types.]

So, hypothetically, if I were to discreetly throw out some weed would you let it slide the first time?

[He tries to keep a straight face but then it breaks into a grin before he even gives Joseph time to read it.]
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[personal profile] xochipilli_cursed 2018-01-19 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Aaron just stares at this man a moment. Is he making that up? Is this a joke? No, it doesn't sound it but who knows.]

Uh, Jersey. New Jersey. In the United States.
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[personal profile] xochipilli_cursed 2018-01-19 02:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[He waves, pockets his device, and heads off. It may take a bit but he truly intends to come back some day with a bundle of brooms.

There's magic out in the open here, people scared of some unknown super threat, and it's a completely new place. It's a thrill ride he's willing to see to the end.]
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[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-19 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Alright, fine. Be that way, PB. She was just trying to be helpful back. It was a new thing she was trying out called 'being a decent person'. She gave him an 'okay' signal with her fingers, then a sardonic salute before she moved to sprawl out on the newly placed couch, leaving him to his retreat.]
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[personal profile] cronusian 2018-01-19 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Reigen's enthusiasm works in his favor. He gives the man a guarded, perplexed stare at the title, but responds in kind.]

Armitage Hux, General of the First Order.

[When Reigen doesn't turn blue or drop to the floor in paralysis, Hux eats a piece of his own bread, finally giving in to hunger over paranoid caution.]

Which system is that located in?

[It's hard to tell if Hux is serious when text does so little to convey tone.]
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[personal profile] cronusian 2018-01-19 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hux doesn't snatch the gloves, but he does take them, carefully inspecting them before sliding them back onto his hands. A perfect fit, and a welcome relief. At least one aspect of this retched place is now back under his control.

He rubs his thumb and forefinger together, before pulling out his device to test that it works with the gloves. They were designed to work with his datapad, and he is pleased to find they work with this technology as well.

He types out a message for Ren, since the device is already in his hands, and rather than dealing with showing his device over and over again, the message goes directly to Ren's device, with the username regionsunknown attached to it.]


Where are you stationed?

[Clearly not the house Hux is assigned to. He would have seen Ren by now if that were the case. It's a relief to know. The last thing he needs to be worrying about at night is whether or not Ren is going to stand in his doorway and strangle him in his sleep.

At least they still have a reason to keep one another alive. They do need each other, loathe though he is to admit that.]
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[personal profile] xochipilli_cursed 2018-01-19 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
((ooc: Don't ask me why I played with that font, becoming a habit now.))

[Okay, that's the obvious answer and Aaron shakes his head. Still, different dimensions? Aaron has seen some weird things but this keeps getting weirder.

Still, that's interesting and not as horrifying as the whole super faster instant murder ghosts.]


I've never met a real alien before. Are there a few here?
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[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-01-19 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
But we have so much work to do... Plus, there's lots of people here.
Edited 2018-01-19 14:52 (UTC)
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[personal profile] gotyourselfapilot 2018-01-19 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The pilot never intended to say anything in front of the natives. He mostly wanted to discuss these kinds of situations to the arrivals. The natives lived their lives, he could think up plans all day long but he needed people. ]

I didn't plan on doing that. I don't want to bring the sound eaters to town either. Giorno gave the idea of an ambush and being away from town. [ He pauses while straightening a little. Poe crosses his arms against his chest before continuing. ] I don't want people getting hurt who shouldn't be fighting. Those that don't want to take certain risks should stay here to be safe from anything.

[ He looks determined for a moment at that. ]

I need people who are willing to risk their lives. It's a hard thing to ask but I've done it back home when recruiting. I'm willing to be a decoy, the distraction, the noise to get the sound eaters to come to. I don't mind being the one to shake things up. But trying to get just one may be difficult. We don't know how many could show up at once. I can take a lot of hits and pain. I can come up with a plan, but I'll admit, most of mine tend to fall apart because it doesn't go exactly as intended.
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[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-01-19 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[9S smiles softly in return. He figures she must be upset after what happened when that giant machine attacked. He was in pretty bad condition... But he's okay now!]

It's good to see you too, Operator. Sorry if I worried you.
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[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-01-19 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Huh...

It's almost like the machines, then.]


So you're operating...how, exactly? Did he give you final orders?
Edited 2018-01-19 14:58 (UTC)
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[personal profile] cronusian 2018-01-19 03:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Still guarded. [Hux doesn't trust the natives. They may have finally provided some deeper information, but even that is vague and filled with missing information or unspoken details.

He appreciates the opportunity to speak his mind again and ask questions with something other than text, but he's still not happy. The jumpsuit he had been given is an irritating color. He at least has his gloves back but they stand out in a stark contrast, black against the annoyingly bright yellow of his clothing.]


I agree, though. It is ... better. [And then, even quieter.] Now if someone would just supply us with a means of defending ourselves.
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Sound Eaters

[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-19 03:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[This guy seems really sure of himself. Faith had been heading to the corner to see to her own thoughts, only to find the space occupied by the tall gangly British man. She listens to him as he talks. Faith feels pretty similarly honestly, she's used to stopping this sort of stuff. To be told who and what she needs to hit. But could they even fight the sound eaters? And what could this guy do, anyway?

The question catches Faith off-guard and she scoffs. It feels good to not have to hold back the most minor of sounds.]


No. Why should I? [Faith's not going to trust someone out of hand, Doc. It doesn't work that way.]
Edited 2018-01-19 16:33 (UTC)
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[personal profile] gotyourselfapilot 2018-01-19 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Poe's expression turns into a bit of frustration but at the same time, he knows that she can take care of herself. So it calms shortly after. He definitely was dealing with an android. But she seems to have a bit of free will for one too. It certainly was different a bit.

There's a lift of an eyebrow at that before he realizes what she meant. Poe's mouth moves in 'oh' before he responds back. ]


I don't even think there's a way to get off this planet. But I'll be determined to find a way for all of us to get out of here. We all have housing here though. Including yourself I'm sure. It'll be a temporary home for all of us. A home none the less. That won't be too far for you to walk me to it, hopefully.

[ He gives her a polite smile. ]
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the man - the party

[personal profile] cronusian 2018-01-19 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hux has already collected his gloves from another person at the party by the time he comes across the unusual woman with a small (presumably dead) creature in her hand. It draws his attention, one of the more unusual gifts at the party, much like the strange calligraphy set in his pocket.

He approaches, giving the creature a cursory look and the woman some distance. After all, insects could be quite deadly. Something he knew first hand from his own experiences making use of them.

He has an empty jar in his hand, cleaned with the intent of being used for storage, and his other is kept behind his back with his hand in a fist, a gesture more for his own comfort than anything else as he attempts to hold onto any semblance of control in this spiraling world of silence and fear.

Seeing as there is no shortage of jars, after a moment he offers it out to her with a raise of his brow.]
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[personal profile] a2brutus 2018-01-19 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
A2 stares incredulously at 2B as she offers that. Not because she's insulted (she's a little bit insulted), but because considering what had happened to her, she really thinks that A2 is going to do that?

She reaches over and soundlessly raps her knuckles against 2B's head, admonishing.

That's my line, idiot.
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[personal profile] oorah 2018-01-19 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ relief sets in when she lets him go. he actually gives something like a polite little wave before ditching out of her house on quick, silent feet. ]
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[personal profile] thinhammer 2018-01-19 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Childhood toy? Naruto pulls a face at that, like he doesn't think the question is a good one when in actual fact he's just struggling over how to actually answer it. Then he realises that he's pretty much getting away with not having to divulge any information for his loss, that he's managed to cheat the system with Aaron's weird question, so he looks pleased - proud even - as he types out his answer. ]

i didnt have any toys as a kid

my turn!


[ He gathers up the sticks again. ]
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[personal profile] born2b 2018-01-19 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
["I'll be determined to find a way for all of us to get out of here." She doesn't have the heart -- not that she has one -- to tell him she has no intention of leaving. The dead have no place on Earth.

But the intention is sweet. Is this what mankind is like...? Humans who killed countless of their own people, but loved in equal measure.

It's difficult to know if she will call this place home, but...

She nods, fingers swiftly typing--]


Then allow me to walk you to your home here
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[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-19 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
You mean nuns? [She was pretty sure he didn't mean he made a habit of wiping out nunneries, but she didn't know what the hell was talking about otherwise. As to the other question she just told him, never so reluctant to reveal what she was as Buffy. She'd nothing to lose. Especially here.]

I'm a Vampire Slayer. That's what i do. That's what the cross was for.
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[personal profile] xochipilli_cursed 2018-01-19 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's sad. But that tells Aaron a few things at least. Aaron smiles and nods and waits for Naurto to say he's ready before holding up one finger.

Aaron's usual line of questioning is thrown out the window due to not wanting to have this guy dwell on what he just left behind.]
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[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-19 03:46 pm (UTC)(link)
That must have been nice. Learning something from a grandparent. [Was she jealous? Yeah, little bit. Look, she'd never been taught anything by any family member. Not anything that a little girl should be taught, anyway.]