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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.

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[What just.....? Not all humans' hair can do that, can it? (Is that why Jasmine has hers tied back with so many bands?) Carpet drifts a little closer to study the snarl more carefully, much slower and more controlled in his approach this time. This is a bit of a problem..... how are they going to get it out? Can she control her hair?]

[she's a bit torn between getting a closer look at him in turn, and focusing on getting the thing out of her hair -- in the end, the desire to salvage what she thinks is probably a terrible first impression wins out, and she takes out her device to address him instead.]

can you give mea few mintues? it should relax by then i hope. sorry it was jsut a surprise! i didnt mean to take your

[um]

whatever it is

[between the speed it was going at and how thoroughly it's wrapped up right now, she hasn't actually been able to get a look at it.]

It's okay! I don't know what it is either.

[He knows that it's apparently his now, so he needs to take care of it, but other than that? It's some sort of flying ball, that's about all he knows. Still, he's more curious than bothered by any of this.]

Are you magic too?

[too? that throws her for a loop briefly: is she magic? would ghosts be considered magical? it's a thing she associates with fantasy movies on the internet, with wonder and delight. the whole ghost affair she's gone through feels supernatural, certainly; other; but with very little of that wonder.

Carpet talking to her is pretty damn wondrous though.]

i'm a little different from regular folks ruight now but not magic i think? ive never met anyone magical before. nice to meet you

[she puts out a hand for a handshake, a little uncertainly]

Nice to meet you too! Different how?

[Carpet takes her hand for an energetic shake, even if it's weaker than most; tassels aren't great for gripping things tightly. At least it's nice and soft?]

[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?

I'm a magic carpet! Were you enchanted to be different?

[It might be a little weird to explain immediately upon meeting someone, yes--but Carpet is kind of curious himself, given that her hair definitely looks like nothing even remotely human. Abu had been turned into a toy, Rajah into a kitten, Jafar into a snake--it's not too bad to imagine a human turning into something else. The hard part, really, is trying to think of what Rosa might have been that would have both feathers and tentacles.]

[he's a magic carpet. okay that solves one mystery and opens up a host of new and exciting ones]

not excatly? i sort of forgot i was human but it wasn't an ecnhantment just bad memory. things got better though

just needed 2 check because ive seen moving carpet before but it was someone invisible that time

oh wow im being rude though you dont even know my name huh? its rosa whats yours

[One tassel comes up to press against him; the gesture isn't entirely unlike someone covering their mouth as they gasp in amazement.]

It sounds like you've had a lot of adventures! You can call me whatever you want, it's nice to meet you!

[Here, he'll offer a tassel for a shake. Rosa's clearly led an exciting life, forgetting she's human and meeting invisible people and everything. Why would an invisible person move a carpet around, anyway?]

[ugh, she can't help but smile. he's so personable!]

what do you usually go by then? and it's real niec to meet you too

[she shakes his tassel firmly -- she's honestly kind of impressed, this carpet is clearly way better at talk-texting and getting around than she is -- and bows a little for good measure -- which lets them both spot a glint of gold, as her transformed hair tumbles over her shoulder]

oh! i think your ball is getting loose already

Most people just call me Carpet.

[It's not a very creative nickname, but it's the truth. Have a handful of long silky threads, Rosa, his own grip is soft and light

Oh--but he shouldn't let the snitch get away, if it's coming untangled already! Carpet reaches to gently pluck it from Rosa's hair, before it can zip off and get into any more trouble.]

[she bends her head obediently so he can fish it out; her hair kind of tries to eat Carpet's tassels briefly too (that's literal; that was a tiny mouth that just opened on the end of a lock of it), but it's sort of halfhearted and easy to tug out of.

snitch retrieved!]

carpet it is then, but if u get another name you like better let em know. where are you staying? im at house 9

[Wow! Can that hair-mouth actually eat anything? He's not sure he wants to find out, but Carpet gives that lock an apologetic little pat after he pulls his tassel free regardless. He takes a moment to inspect it for damage, once the snitch is retrieved--but aside from the tip being understandably damp from being chewed on, it doesn't look any worse for the wear. Good!

Just give him a second to do a quick somersault, so he can put the end holding the snitch near the ground, and have two tassels free to hold and type on his device.]

Okay! I'm staying in house 7.

[she claps her hands, or mimes doing so, appreciative of the trick]

you'll definitely see me aroundd then! my roomie was assigned there. she's jan douglas if you guyshave run into each other

[Yep, that is definitely Carpet putting a tassel on what should be his 'chest' and taking a bow. He does an excited little hop as he reads the name, though--he definitely knows Jan!]

I helped her move in! You two lived together before you came here?

[oh my god, she can actually nod 'yes' to that without it being mildly a lie]

we were roomies

it'll be a bit weird withotu her actually

but should be ok

[oh]

do you know anyone? who came here from where you did i mean

I'm sure it would be okay if you came to visit! I haven't seen anyone from Agrabah yet. But if you meet anyone named Genie or Aladdin or Princess Jasmine those are the friends I lived with!

[A moment of thought, and he adds a caveat.]

Be careful if you meet someone named Jafar though. He's a pretty bad man!

whoa noted

i'll let you know if i run into anyone with those names for sure? i met someowone earlier whose name MEANS jasmine bt thats not the same i guess

Probably not! Jasmine is tanner than you and she has brown eyes and long black hair. Genie would probably be the easiest to spot though. He's blue and usually bigger than a normal person!

[Which part is stranger, being blue, or only "usually" being bigger?]

[blue...

well, she'd be interested to meet them, honestly. she doesn't have too much room to talk about other people looking unusual or inhuman.]

are they as friendly as you?

Maybe not quite as friendly but they're all really nice. Even I have a hard time keeping up with Genie though!

does he...go very fast?

i'm picturing a very small speedy blue man here which is possibly not accurate

[Sorry Rosa, he's not in fact friends with Sonic the Hedgehog, as much as he'd probably like him if someone apped the little dude. Carpet spreads his tassels wide instead.]

He's bigger than a normal person and he probably knows everything in the whole world! It's hard to know what he's thinking or talking about sometimes, and he talks a mile a minute. He's always really full of energy!

[Genie is just..... Genie. How do you put into words the experience, the sheer force of nature that is his friend?]

ok that gives me a better idea, thanks

we would've seen him immediately if he was with us in that room, i think. but we don't know if other people might come in after us...i'll definitely let you know.

Okay! Is there anyone you're looking for from home too?

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