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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



thinhammer: (this cant POSSIBLY go wrong!!!)

[personal profile] thinhammer 2018-01-20 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ At that he gasps. ]

you're smart! give me a second!!!!

[ And then starts pulling at his beigey-brown jumpsuit, tugging strips of cotton out from under the shirt portion. His jumpsuit looks like it's been made out of curtains, and Naruto had apparently needed lots of strips to serve as a kind of belt... because he's got short little legs... don't look at him.

He wraps the first rock with a section, ties it off, then wraps the second. Soon all the rocks are wrapped and he gives them a test push to see if they're still noisy.. They all fall to the ground with soft doof sounds that barely go noticed by anyone around them. He raises both arms in silent celebration. ]
dear_heart: (huh didn't see that coming)

[personal profile] dear_heart 2018-01-20 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Nice to meet you, Will.

[Claire really doesn't go in for formal.

His question surprises her a little. Mostly because she hadn't noticed him, while she was making those rounds, and that's embarrassing. She'd been distracted by the task, and the mild pain in her leg, from where she'd been hit by a flying shard of glass back home.

She was going to have to step up her awareness with how everyone around was forced to be quiet. In the end, she's glad of that reminder. It might save a life someday.]

Testing their weight and sturdiness, in case there's a need, to make a fast exit from the house.
rockypath: (flawed)

[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-20 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Faith's expression was gleeful. She'd have to test this claim out, after all. Just like he'd tested her.] Alright then.

I dare you to go over and grab an empty jar of those pickles and drink all the brine.
[It was something that he'd likely be unwilling to do, but also relatively harmless. She didn't actually want to hurt him.]
dear_heart: (what's that?)

[personal profile] dear_heart 2018-01-20 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay. This handshake is going on really long. Kinda weird.

Weirder when A2 says it's get designation. That actually makes Claire frown, just a bit.]

Designation?

[She means it as a prompt, if the other woman is willing to fill in the blank a bit more.]
thinhammer: (yes sir and/or ma'am)

[personal profile] thinhammer 2018-01-20 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ When Naruto turns round he automatically dispells his clones, so that when the smoke clears all that's left is Naruto standing there with his hands on his hips, looking thoroughly confused. ]

ok.
youre gonna have to explain to me what just happened
where did the dog go???
xochipilli_cursed: (Err)

[personal profile] xochipilli_cursed 2018-01-20 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[The grimace on his face says it all. Oh god he's picturing it. He wonders if he has to hurl if he can do it silently.

At least she didn't dare him to make noise. He stands up, turns, heads over to a table and tries to subtly snag an empty pickle jar of brine. He comes back to the table, makes eye contact with her then squeezes his eyes shut and chugs.]
xochipilli_cursed: (So I was saying)

[personal profile] xochipilli_cursed 2018-01-20 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Coyote, not a dog.
And I'm just really good at illusions.


[Well, that's partly true. He's not very good at them though and part of that wasn't an illusion.]
ghostfluster: (thank the stars it's friday)

[personal profile] ghostfluster 2018-01-20 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
its not too hard. depends what theyve got going in those greenhouses too i think

which house are you staying at? it looks like theyve split us all up a bunch

[personal profile] ex_this_ismydesign36 2018-01-20 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He does raise his eyebrows because ... really?

But he won't actually type anything about it. ]


Will Graham, but I usually just go by Will.
rockypath: sarah_jones (whelp)

[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-20 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Holy shit. He was actually doing it! Faith watched on in fascination. Smile falling away into an open mouth gape. Once he finished it she'd give him a silent slow clap.]

How was it? Delicious?
xochipilli_cursed: (Default)

[personal profile] xochipilli_cursed 2018-01-20 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
house three, you?

[Yeah, he's not sure how his roommates are going to take to his behavior but he's working on it.]
rockypath: (deadly intentions)

[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-20 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[She was grateful for his restraint.]

Nice to meet you, Will. I'm sure I'll see you around.
xochipilli_cursed: (Uuhh)

[personal profile] xochipilli_cursed 2018-01-20 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[He puts his face in his arms a moment and just debates on licking the table to get the taste off his tongue. He finally pulls his out his device and types after a bit.]

Not the worst thing in the world but I wouldn't trick anyone I didn't hate into doing that.

[personal profile] ex_this_ismydesign36 2018-01-20 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He also had the benefit of being naturally soft-footed, at least when he wasn't suffering from extreme hallucinations or other mental episodes. ]

Smart idea. [ Will agreed without pointing out that it was also something not many people would immediately think to check. ] Find anything worth sharing with the rest of the class?
dear_heart: (Default)

[personal profile] dear_heart 2018-01-20 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
That works for me

[She goes out to the front step, so she can be visible for when this person arrives.]

Storing it for the future. There's lots better things to use it for than getting drunk. Sterilizing equipment, treating injuries. Things like that.
rockypath: (Default)

[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-20 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Fair enough. Sorry. Had to pick something I knew you wouldn't want to do. First thing I could think of.

Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else.
[SO long as he didn't give her a reason to.]
ghostfluster: (nowhere to hide)

[personal profile] ghostfluster 2018-01-20 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[she winces visibly. it's a pretty good bet anyone else they ask will give them a similar story, isn't it...]

yeah i bet. i kept pinching myself when they were leading us out of theat room we started out in but no good

[a welcome distraction catches her eye, though, something for them to occupy themselves with instead of just chewing the situation over and working themselves up. she points at a fine crack in the wall, which extends over to a corner where the insulating clay's starting to crumble.]

[personal profile] ex_this_ismydesign36 2018-01-20 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Will didn't try typing out any additional pleasantries. Instead, he gave her a quick half smile and nod of his head 'I'm sure we will see each other around' and then he leaned down to pick up his jar of booze.

Lifting it in a toast 'good luck' he glanced around at the crowd and proceeded to angle his retreat towards the location with the least amount of people. ]
ebonyengine: (☠ - Whose side are you on?)

[personal profile] ebonyengine 2018-01-20 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mr. is fine with him, although he really doesn't mind what you call him as long as it's not "Mom."]

I'm afraid you're right, but there's nothing wrong with hoping.
underachievement: (studies show it's always my fault)

[personal profile] underachievement 2018-01-20 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ is she okay? Jess brushes off the question and trudges for the trees. for all he knows she's a few minutes away from stacking his lifeless body onto her other shoulder. what's his deal? even when people have reason to give her the benefit of the doubt, they almost always find some way to avoid it. Simpson seemed real goddamn helpful too, at the start, but at least he had guilt to motivate him. and fear. could be Kilgrave already got to this guy. assuming they arrived at roughly the same time, he had over a day to have his way with anyone who could understand him. she's not factoring in the sound ban as much as she should, given that everything around her except the body over her arm is too surreal to be tangibly counted, and even that is coming out of focus to her senses, she's so consumed in a clamour of thought.

Jess stops, brain and feet, when she hits a wall of mild vertigo. she rubs at her eyes with both hands, lightheaded from the comparative emptiness of her skull without the parade of ceaseless questions. lighter, too, from her burden removed. she looks around as though she could have dropped him without realizing. ]


Shit. [ she mutters quietly, fully prepared to accept the consequences sorry Frank. this place suuuhuuhuUUUUUUUCKs ]
xochipilli_cursed: (So I was saying)

[personal profile] xochipilli_cursed 2018-01-20 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Good, because that could get dangerous fast.

[He is still sticking his tongue out to not taste what's in his own mouth right now.]
353: (pic#11996308)

[personal profile] 353 2018-01-20 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Mike hadn't even thought to keep some food from the meeting for later. He's so used to opening his fridge at home and food always being there. ]

Mike. What's yours?
rockypath: (workin' out)

[personal profile] rockypath 2018-01-20 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Pretty sure there's still some bread left over there. Maybe you could grab some? [He looked pretty miserable.]
ebonyengine: (☠ - We'll meet again)

[personal profile] ebonyengine 2018-01-20 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Here is a young woman who appreciates fine culture. And by culture he means puns.

So her name is Roxy? He'll be sure to remember it. After all, she peddles a goodpumpkin.]


Why thank you.
I'll be sure to frequent your business often.
My name is Ignis.
If you'd like, I could bring some food over for you to try?
xochipilli_cursed: (Default)

[personal profile] xochipilli_cursed 2018-01-20 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Bread is for winners.

[He smirks though. Yeah, he set himself up to fail with his curiosity and she didn't go for something actually damaging.]

Also still not the worst dare I've ever gotten.