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quietplacelogs2018-01-15 08:09 pm
bequiet) wrote in 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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Putting those questions (and so, so many others) aside for the moment, Lys pauses to read the message. Then she steps closer to tap out a quick response on Carpet's device. Efficient!]
one of the natives, huh?
this thing is from your world?
[Flying carpet, flying metal ball.....makes sense!]]
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[He doesn't mind the staring; he is pretty unique, isn't he? Those tassels can type, they can gesture, and they can even pick up the snitch and hold it tightly enough that it can't escape, in spite of its best efforts.]
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if it wasn't for the wings, i'd think it was some kind of treasure
i mean
it's really shiny!
[She holds the Snitch up so they can both get a closer look at it.]
but you said it ran
[ —type type type, erasing that last word— ]
flew away from you
so maybe it's cursed treasure?
[She's stupid, don't actually believe this theory.]
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[Then again, there must be different kinds of curses, so it's always possible..... he's seriously entertaining the idea, even if he doesn't believe it just yet.]
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[That just paints another layer of surrealism onto this conversation. Thanks, Disney.]
what did they do instead?
i don't actually know anything about cursed treasure
or flying, moving carpets
begging your pardon, of course!
so i could be totally wrong
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[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!]
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woah!
that sounds incredible!
you must be really amazing to have survived something like that, mister carpet
miss carpet??
either way!
[Wait.]
what's lava?
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i never even knew that rocks could melt
[For someone so intimately familiar with ice and snow, just imagining it is almost impossible. Lys examines the Snitch again, but more cautiously this time. It continues to flutter rapidly, straining against her steady grip.]
i'm kinda nervous about letting go of this thing now
[All this talk about cursed treasure and destruction and almost getting burnt to a crisp....wouldn't it just be terrible if this flying metal ball was enchanted to lead any pursuers into danger, or something?]
but it's still yours, so
you should have it back
[With that, Lys carefully holds it out for Carpet to take in their tassel.]
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Don't worry! If it's moving around this much it's probably not supposed to stay anywhere. So holding it or taking it places shouldn't be a problem. The Cave of Wonders only got mad if you tried to take its treasure.
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okay!
if you say so
why were you even in that cave?
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[It's a weird thought somehow, even though Carpet was....a carpet. A magical object that didn't even look remotely human.]
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That's right! He used his last wish to become the Cave of Wonders before he died. We were safe from bad people while we were in there, but it took a really long time for anyone good to come find us.
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a really long time?
how long were you in there?
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.......
It takes a moment for that to sink in. When it does, her expression just falls and she impulsively tries to give Carpet a one-armed sympathy hug.]
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Eventually she'll manage to get enough of a grip on herself to pull away and swipe roughly at her eyes, trying to clear the mist of tears from them before shakily typing out a proper response on the device.]
i'm sorry you were stuck in a cave for so long
i mean, i know it's not my fault
but i'm still sorry
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And now it's over and I have lots of new friends!
[Would you like some cheek nuzzles, Lys? He isn't sad about it anymore, so he wants to help you feel better, too!]