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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



iisupergirlii: (all ears)

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-01-20 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Well, I think everyone is interesting, in their own way. No one's really sprung out like they're going to murder the rest of us, which is nice. So, for now, I guess it's just the Sound Eaters we have to worry about. [her forehead crinkles. She's still confused about them.] Whatever those actually are.

What about you? [she gives him a comfortable, friendly smile.] What makes you interesting?
rockypath: (climbing out of grave)

[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-20 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
Unique is good. If everyone was all the same, life would be real boring.
iisupergirlii: (icecream!!!!!!!!!!!!)

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-01-20 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Kara sticks her fork in the jar. It's a plastic fork, least noisy utensil ever. She spears a slice of peach and plucks it out, biting into it. It's so ridiculously sweet, so hey, at least there's tasty food here. In... potentially short supply, but that's a problem for another day. That's approaching very quickly.

Yikes.]


Thank you! I'm Kara, by the way. It's nice to meet you.
iisupergirlii: (happy zor-el)

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-01-20 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
[well, that's certainly an adventure!]

That definitely beats my city almost getting conquered by Daxamites. Not a single one of them were spiders!

[Thank Rao. She's not proud to admit that she's not sure if she could date an eight-legged Mon-El, but... okay, for him, she probably could. But it'd definitely take some getting used to!]
rockypath: (flawed)

[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-20 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Nothing to it. So long as he could do all of this quietly. Still, she'll trust the Carpet- and that had to have been about the weirdest phrase that had ever crossed her subconscious, right there.

She nodded, moving to lift and then set the dresser down on him on it's side as slowly and quietly as she could herself. She won't just let it tip and fall onto the him as there was too much potential for that to cause a noise. She going to do it responsible, like.]
iisupergirlii: (atlas)

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-01-20 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Kara nods. She can definitely do that. she picks up one end of the bed, waiting for him to get ahold of it before applying more strength. She doesn't want to freak him out by carrying all the weight, but it's hard not to when the thing is so light. Still, she tries to strike a balance, but it's probably noticeable that the bed is definitely lighter than it should be. Even if you're only carrying half of it.]
iisupergirlii: (nerd alert)

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-01-20 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Kara shakes her head. She wishes Alex were here. Or maybe not. She wouldn't want Alex to be here; she's already spent so long not expressing herself. She's finally in a place mentally where she can share her emotions and to be trapped back into silence here...

No, Kara's glad her sister didn't come with her. But gosh does she miss her.]


I got my glasses back! Which, isn't as exciting as margarita mix but I was happy to see them.
underachievement: than drink an ounce of clamato juice, just saying (i'd rather watch the world burn)

cw suicide mention. also, killing

[personal profile] underachievement 2018-01-20 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ the hand on his throat has already started to squeeze as if acting on imaginary muscle memory leftover from unfulfilled fantasies of killing him. those were her last resort from the back of her mind, where she reclaimed her reality in scraps, when it wasn't enough to picture herself getting away. it was rare to cobble together enough of herself to envision even the briefest scenarios so she remembered them all when it as over. since Hope's suicide, the unlived memories that have faded the least are the most violent. she regrets not acting on them over any others.

maybe that's why, when she spots a bystander and turns her attention back to her task, it's already half done. his skin seeps out from around her tightening grip, flushed a bloody pink as he futilely struggles for air. her eyes silently bore into his the promise that he won't get out of this, no matter what. if there are Sound Eaters out there, she'll let him scream if she has to. Jess squeezes just a little harder, a little harder, mindful of the twig that is his spine, until she feels the give and crumple of his windpipe, like the shell of a cockroach. her fingers keep her palm locked over his mouth as she eases his body down to the ground, pinning his legs as he spurts and chokes.

that it all happens, that no one yanks her off or calls for help, is even crazier to her than finding him here in the first place. Jess keeps him down, wracking her brain for what to do with what's left of him. if she's going to live in that fucking house then she's not bringing him back into it, much less hiding his body under her bed, but people won't be in that meeting much longer. she scans behind her again, finds whatshisfuck right where he left himself. also crazy.

well, if he's so eager to become an accomplice, she's currently not in a position to be turning applicants away out of hand. if nothing else, it looks like he's found a cozy spot for her to figure out what the hell she's going to do next, and what the hell she is doing. she hefts Kilgrave over a shoulder and heads that way. it's kind of his move, but there's not a lot she isn't prepared to intercept the second this shitbag hits the dirt. ]
ghostfluster: (bones of a miracle)

[personal profile] ghostfluster 2018-01-20 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
did any of them mention where we even are? i believe them when they say there's a reson for being quiet here. they're scared. i know scared.

but how far does it go? do you remember any leadup to wakign up where we did? i don't
zom: (NeHGHFc)

muzzle and mute

[personal profile] zom 2018-01-20 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ funny enough, mitsuha's reaction is the same as noctis'.

he pinches his cheek and his eyes widen--no way, she thinks, this can't be happening--she copies his motion, pinching her arm and shutting her eyes tightly. she holds it for several seconds before opening her eyes again...

and staring right at noctis. ]


Eh...?

[ this...isn't a dream?

then...where...? ]
ghostfluster: (often i lie)

[personal profile] ghostfluster 2018-01-20 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
??????/

[wait that's not very specific]

but you said hi that way first right? isnt that a preference
353: (pic#11833969)

[personal profile] 353 2018-01-20 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yeah, if you're Santa.

Mike looks very much confused by her first response. Bless the poor '80s kid. She's about to ruin his mind with textspeak. ]


What's LOL mean?
gimmesometassel: (On the Move)

[personal profile] gimmesometassel 2018-01-20 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Done as carefully as Faith is moving, Carpet doesn't even falter under the weight. He simply sinks down obligingly to let the dresser settle, waiting until it's stable before rising back to a proper height. He's definitely moving more slowly now, either from the weight or the need to be careful with it--but he waves to Faith before heading for the door. It may take a little bit, but he'll be right back!]
gotyourselfapilot: (pic#10191388)

[personal profile] gotyourselfapilot 2018-01-20 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
I can do that for you. It's probably better that way. Since most of my plans happen to seek out trouble.
ghostfluster: (make the most of it)

[personal profile] ghostfluster 2018-01-20 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[she can't giggle at the ticklish feeling of it, but she does smile while shaking firmly; she's a little more at ease now, and her hair's settling a bit correspondingly.
Carpet may actually see his Snitch again before too long.]

just body things, i used to look rlly different and i guess part of me is still trying to look & act that way sometimes

[that's a massively simplified explanation, but it's probably weird to explain one's life story (afterlife story? ha ha) to someone in the first five minutes of meeting them

oh god she is awash with curiosity though]

is it ok if i ask: are you a magical carpet, or someone invisible moving one?
zom: (NeHGHFc)

[personal profile] zom 2018-01-20 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ well. at least someone's enjoying the scenery.

mitsuha really doesn't mean to interrupt here, but in her eyes, there are more important things than admiring the wildlife, such as going back home and figuring out what's going on. not like she has a home to go back to, she thinks for a brief, fleeting moment.

but 6O's message has mitsuha's heart skipping a beat. earth?

well... ]


Are you sure?
Is that what one of the locals told you?

twoaffirmations: (game | scanning)

[personal profile] twoaffirmations 2018-01-20 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh.

9S wears a sheepish smile as he reads that first line, but at least Poe went ahead and answered a few of the questions he would have asked immediately proceeding it.]


Honoring the dead, huh...? That's not something we Y-o-R-H-a androids really need to worry about, but I suppose the Resistance androids might.

[He pauses, idly moving his hand as it waits in mid-air.] Toasting is probably prohibited around here.
Edited 2018-01-20 03:59 (UTC)
zom: (u6toGU2)

[personal profile] zom 2018-01-20 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
Of course!

[ not to say that mitsuha has much of a choice, she thinks, but the other girl doesn't need to know that. so...on to a better subject: ]

Um, what was your name again?
I'm Mitsuha.
It's nice to meet you!
infodumped: (008 far shot)

[personal profile] infodumped 2018-01-20 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
I'm pretty unlucky so if we stick close we'll either cancel each other out or both of us meet a sticky end.

[If you're prone to superstitious thinking anyway. But despite the morbidity of the comment, she doesn't really seem all that perturbed.]

I'm Tuan. My user name is 'kirie' - my last name. Is your user name supposed to mean something?
ghostfluster: (wide awake)

[personal profile] ghostfluster 2018-01-20 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
I didn't notice until you...

[she trails off, with a shiver. she didn't notice because she's more used to abandoned places than populated ones, still; watching one room and its underpinnings crumble around her a little at a time. a couple of trips around the neighbourhood following the brick in Jan's backpack, a little exploration of the city once they were sure she could get around without freaking anybody out...she guesses that's not enough to set against that familiarity. not yet.]

It could just be this area?
laytheghost: (or so I have been told)

[personal profile] laytheghost 2018-01-20 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Jan takes a moment to notice the gesture, busy thinking through what nice things you could do for a carpet -- would being steam cleaned be like a spa treatment, or more along the lines of some kind of boiling water torture...? she blinks when she notices what Carpet is doing, then kneels down to show him her device again.]

r u offering a ride??
u sure little buddy? i dont want2 take ur magic carpeting 4 granted!
anewangle: fuckin life-eating disney princess (GAWD stop being adorable)

[personal profile] anewangle 2018-01-20 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Bad at mingling or not, everyone gets a free pass today. Tadashi starts a little when Reigen touches him, absorbed enough in his own thoughts that he didn't realize someone else had even approached. He reads the message quickly, smiling a little before pulling out his own device to type a response.]

I don't think there are a lot of computers to spare around here.

[Believe me, he's looked. They're around somewhere, for sure. They have to be to keep the network and solar panels running properly, but he's figuring that access to them isn't something freely given.]
353: (pic#11918791)

[personal profile] 353 2018-01-20 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, if she's not going to say it, Mike will - ]

We'll figure this shit out. [ Not as innocent as he looks, this one, but he's not nearly as much of a pottymouth as the rest of his friends. ]
iisupergirlii: (all this before coffee?)

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-01-20 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
[well, that catches her interest.]

Airquotes aside - an actual superhero?
iisupergirlii: (you are in so much trouble)

[personal profile] iisupergirlii 2018-01-20 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Kara helps him ease the bed in and set it down silently, then she takes to looking around.

At... at all the nothingness. A bookshelf is interesting. He doesn't seem the reading type, really. Which might be insulting, but well... he doesn't seem the reading type! Geez.]


Planning to do a lot of reading?