MOD LOG #2

[bequiet]

MOD LOG #2
Now we're back to the beginning
Content Warnings: Death, apocalypse, a shit storm generally, pigeon death
Themes: Survival, plot

As noted on the ooc plotting post, this prompt is in the form of a Network Post via the native who runs the Bulletin Board. The post can be found here. Out of the five separate teams, all groups decided to share the footage they found. On the morning of the first, the footage will go live as a compilation in order of oldest to newest. Character's devices will update at the same time. The weather is overcast and sullen, befitting the news, and characters can talk to each other on the network post or play out their reactions on the log here.

Will you stay or will you go
Content Warnings: NONE
Themes: Survival, plot

On the morning of the second, the locals will call a meeting at town hall. All soundproofing and partnering rules apply - find a person and help soundproof the area. This is so that everyone can speak during the meeting. The found footage has unsettled the natives and after the community takes a seat, Constance will share some interesting backstory. As one of the oldest members of the community, Constance wasn't alive when the Sound Eaters first came but she heard stories from her great grandmother. The 'tales' have taken twists and turns over time, leaving the survivors with a watered down version of events that amounts to - they came and everyone had to be quiet.

An elderly native will come forward and admit that they arrived through the Reset Room when they were a teenager and have been living there ever since. They tried to get home and they could never find away. Most interestingly, to those that listen closely to his story, is that he came with a sibling who was killed by a Sound Eater and wasn't Reset. Yet, he's known people to come through the Reset Room, die, and come back. Piping up from the background, another local mentions that those born in the world they're in now (natives) aren't reset when they die. It's not something they have any real understanding of. Arrivals tend to disappear at random times, stay in the community, or leave; those that choose to depart and explore the world never make it very far. Whether this is from Sound Eaters alone or someone or something else, the natives don't know. It's obvious they are frightened and don't go beyond what they know is safe.

The natives will now ask the characters if they will stay as permanent members of the community. If they choose to, they will be given the option to take on an apartment that is completely soundproofed, furnished, and will be accepted completely by the natives. This can open up doors for characters to become important parts of the community. No character has to agree to become permanent members. If a character chooses not to, the arrangement they're in will stay the same until a few months from now when the natives ask again. Arrivals are given the chance to talk to one another so that they can decide and digest the new information. There is also a comment below to ask the natives questions 'in front of' the entire community.

ooc: Players have until apps close this upcoming round to comment to the housing page saying that their character chose to be permanent members and are taking an apartment. The apartment is located closer to the Reset Room and are either one or two bedrooms; please note which one your character is taking.

Therefore I lie with her
Content Warnings: NONE
Themes: Survival, plot

The native Constance, who hands out the devices, has decided to step back from a leadership role and has submitted the names of those that she believes could lead the group better than she has. Please vote responsibly. During dinner, a group meal prepared and served in the town hall, slips of paper will be passed around with a pencil for everyone to vote. They will be anonymous unless the person chooses to share out loud who they voted for. There won't be much time for campaigning, but candidates are allowed to do so if they'd like - either handwaved or through their own posts/top-levels.

THE CANDIDATES:

- Frank Castle
- Erik Lehnsherr
- Teddy Upsilon
- Richie Tozier
- Akira Kurusu
- Merlan O'Keefe

OOC
From your mods:

Please be mindful of content - if something triggery comes up or if it goes up a rating to say, something sexy, mark your threads in the subject line. We're very flexible and allow any material; we just want our players to be respectful of each other. If you have questions, pp the mod account, use the faq or comment to the appropriate post below. Have fun! The OOC Plotting Post.

NAVIGATION

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akira kurusu | ota for latter prompt

[beguiledcard]

box gathering
team four ( akira, ren, naruto, & nicolas ) | cw: animal death

[ A brutal slaughtering of pigeons isn't a thing he'd ever needed to see, to say the least...

Rather than being openly horrified, Akira looks more... not surprised. A very unhappy kind of not surprised. It's well after they've discussed what needs to be done, he's turning towards the one nearest him and signing something that should amount to: ]

No wonder there aren't many animals around here...

[ If he skipped a word, or two... Guess who's more horrified than he's letting on? ]

tainted snacks
team two ( akira & emily ) | cw: accidental / involuntary drugging with a sedative

[ Akira hasn't been very hungry since he saw the footage that his group found. He's been too busy feeling a lot of other things - angry, bitter, resentful, distracted... Needless to say, his lacking in memories isn't helping him very much with this.

He doesn't even question the offered snacks - he's been fed by the lady next door to him a decent number of times, so he doesn't suspect anything to go wrong with food from this native? He seems nice, even if clearly concerned, which... Well, who could blame him, right?

It'll help keep everyone calm, huh? Food does usually give people something to focus on - something familiar...?

Little does Akira and Emily know...

The snacks are tainted with a sedative. Everyone who eats this is subject to all the typical side effects that come with taking sedatives - drowsiness, tiredness, poor balance / coordination, slurred speech, trouble focusing...

Alternatively, maybe they just feel suddenly calm and relaxed, and as though suddenly everything in this world isn't so bad... Hopefully not so relaxed that exercising caution with sound is out the window ( PLEASE DON'T DIE BECAUSE OF THEM )...

In any case, it's after about ten or so people have consumed the snacks he's handed out ( and begun reacting in a noticeable way ), Akira will be glancing back to see telling signs that Something Is Up.

He's rushing over to his partner, now. OH GOD WHAT DID THEY DO... ]

tainted

[dapalis]

[ There's barely even a second thought as Yuu was handed one of the snacks, eating it with the biggest grin in place in seconds. He really wanted to say just how good this was, but since he physically could not? The next best thing was well.. the device. ]

Where'd you get these? Theyre so good!

[ Look who's typing has gotten better!

Though immediately after, his expression scrunches up a little and stumbles back slightly. Where did this dizziness come from? His world's spinning a little now as well, making it slowly more hard to focus on things and well... he moves forwards and grabs onto Akira with one hand. ]

Help please. Cn i sit down somewhre?

[beguiledcard]

[ Well, he's glad they're good, at least! Akira's expression has some tiredness still, but he offers a small smile. ]

One of the natives.

[ UM

Holy shit???

His eyes widen as he quickly wraps his arms around Yuichiro to catch him. With a concerned expression, he glances around for a place to sit him down.

Th-there... this chair should do, right???

Akira kneels down, immediately leaning his friend back. He pulls out a small flashlight from the bag he usually keeps on his shoulder, shining it in Yuichiro's eyes. ]

Please stay here.

Don't move from this spot.

[ He's rushing off to get some water!!!!

He will return to give it to Yuichiro after about ten minutes. Here's to hoping the guy waited? If so, he's going to kneel down to help him drink it - if he needs the help. ]

tainted - this can be timebent to be the last one maybe?

[skyofreverie]

[Normally Sora is wary when being handed food by random people but he sort of knows Akira now. He's temporarily looking after the clinic for the other teen so he doesn't think much of it's offered. As is per usual he stuffs it in his pocket and forgets about it for a while.

It isn't until he gets a break at the clinic that Sora has an opportunity to have something to eat. To go along with the snack he has a sandwich - eating it like a starving teen. Both go down quickly and then he's up again to tend to a couple of minor injuries.

Sora doesn't notice anything until some time later when he has trouble with a patient. Nothing huge but he's not watching her or his 'berry as she communicates silently through hand language. His eyes droop until the woman places a hand on his shoulder and Sora jerks awake.

Sorry, sorry - he signs with his hands. Then texts her to repeat it. He tries to pay attention and manages for a whole minute when Sora goes to move and tips right over. Barely managing to catch himself on a table.

Yeah, alright. He's definitely not okay.

Sinking to his knees, Sora presses a hand to his forehead. No fever, not even chilled. The floor is good though... he can't fall if he's already down.]

okay!

[beguiledcard]

[ Ugh, so many people aren't doing well...

It's as he's bringing someone affected to the clinic, he spots Sora - shit...

Without hesitation, he helps the newest patient to a cot, instructs her to lie back and focus on deep breaths, then rushes over to his friend. The sign is a tiny bit rushed-- ]

Did you eat that food??

[ Eheh... Pulling out the device now... ]

I'm so sorry... I should have checked the food before handing it out!

[ His expression is. Angry. So many people, including Akechi, have been involuntarily drugged. ]

Fortunately, it's only a sedative.

Let me help you to a bed, okay?

[skyofreverie]

[Someone comes it but Sora doesn't lift his head to find out who. Another patient, perhaps.

It's fine, he's fine. Sora has suffered through so much worse and he can handle being unfocused and unbalanced. He isn't sick so whatever this is likely isn't contagious.

There's movement behind him and then beside him, his 'berry lights up with a notification and it's only then that he looks over at who's next to him.

Oh, it's just Akira. That's fine then. He looks around the room and has to look back at the patient he's sure wasn't there before.

Only then does he try to focus on the words on his screen and it takes him a lot longer than it should to process them. Has to read it over several times.]

I'm fine, it's fine. dont gotta apolo sorry. had worse things happen on purpose. not the worst thing i ever ate

[A sedative... what does that do again? He waves Akira off.]

ill sleep here take care of patiens

[Sora will absolutely sleep on the floor without any problems.]

lmfaosob lmk if manhandling him isn't cool with you for whatever reason

[beguiledcard]

[ omfg sora

Akira is not going to read too much into the "worse things on purpose" part right this second, but he might have Questions about Sora's life choices later.

Anyway, he heaves the quietest huge sigh of exasperation he's ever managed, and then proceeds to just. Walk over, and then carry one of the cots to the place next to Sora...

Then he's just going to. Carefully pull and tug Sora into a sitting position. After securing the other young man's arm around the back of his own neck, he works himself into a standing position...

Good thing he's inside a somewhat soundproofed place...??? Because not all of this is the quietest thing ever. ]

Come on...

[ AT LEAST IT'S WHISPERED... Anyway, time to try getting Sora into his new bed. ]

sometimes i feel i've got to take-away (tainted snacks)

[nishizono]

[ free food is universally considered a social gathering tactic. free money? not everyone's gonna go for it, because money comes with smut attached to its dollar bills. free advice? hard pass for most people, if we're being honest. but free food? if it looks good and smells good and comes from someone who looks good, people are definitely gonna be up for it. there's a reason free samples exist, after all.

tetora, for his part, just wants food he doesn't have to make himself. which is why when he's offered a sandwich - with actual tomatoes in it, holy shit??? - he takes it.

it's only a little later when he feels some familiar effects that he suspects something's up, and confronts the person who handed it to him. ]

did you put drugs in the sandwich???

because i'm feeling drugs.

[whists]

[So much for the idea of "making people feel calm". Emily stares back at the man with a calm face and only just barely resists the urge to shrug. She might not have drugged the food herself, but it's not like she isn't culpable. She passed the food out without even asking what "it'll make everyone calm" really meant. It doesn't mean she feels guilty for it. She's done a lot worse.]

I didn't put drugs into anything. But I'd say you were likely hit with something.

[nishizono]

i'm telling you, it's drugs

[ okay, wow, this feels really nice though. sweet and calm. you could almost hear the total absence of plants swaying in the wind, the lack of insects chirping... ]

why is your face like that

[whists]

[Her eyebrows shoot up. Oh yeah, he's definitely feeling it now.]

Genetics, mostly. But maybe you want to be more specific?

fuck i'm actually laughing at this one oisdfhsjkhd

[beguiledcard]

[ Uuuuuuugh he hates this so much...

He's in the middle of damage control - passing out water, making sure people are sitting down, directing people to the clinic...

When he's approached by one of the people from earlier, he bites back a groan. He feels awful about this whole thing, because nobody deserves to be drugged without their consent, and some people are reacting pretty negatively to all this.

After sighing, he shakes his head. He saw that the guy already talked to Emily, so he's gonna be be asking: ]

Are you okay? Do you need any water?

[ This... is one of the guys who asked for drugs, but he doesn't know when the last time he had any was. There is a such thing as too much, right? ]

retrowave music plays in the bg hehe

[nishizono]

[ he doesn't need water. hell, he doesn't need any help - tetora knows the ins and outs of downers and he's used to the dips in attention span, the easy calm that comes with it that lets him just stare at a spot on the floor for hours at times. it's a mellow mood, and it allows his body to slow down to a sustainable speed.

no, what he needs is this: ]

do you have biscuits?

[whists]

[The people in this community are not out to hurt them, as far as Emily has observed. They're clumsy about that part, though. They didn't warn anyone of the drinks, and while she wouldn't say much harm came from them, people did act ridiculous.

So when the people in the room she's handed goods out to begin to slump, there's a nice flashback to the guards she would shoot with sleep darts before dragging them off to a quiet room. She got careless, she realizes. She trusted the native enough to not think they would be this clumsy.

Her partner rushes back to her, and Emily presses her lips together. This is a mess.] I think we're accomplices to a crime.

[beguiledcard]

[ UUUUUUUUUUGH... So much of that is being screamed internally.

It's with a quiet sigh, he presses his hand to his forehead, shaking his head with frustration. Damn it. He's a doctor, not a-

... Well, okay, he's a criminal by definition - back home, that is.

The only crime he's committed here is looting. A little theft. Manipulating people's behavior was a back home thing, and it didn't include drugs, damn it! ]

I'll, uh... put the rest of the food in my bag for now. Want me to put whatever you have left in there, too?

[ He'll just... give the rest of this food to that one guy who genuinely needed drugs??? For his life??? SIGH... ]

Want to help me pass out water for now?

[whists]

[There isn't much left of what she has, but she passes it over to Akira anyway. She doesn't have much use for drugged contraband anyway.

Rubbing the back of her neck, she glances around the room, searching for the native that had passed them the goods.] Where does one get a powerful sedative in abundance?

[Water. Water's good, but beds are probably better. Having them lie down. Watching them. Ugh, but that sounds like a pain, and it's not like she's ever stopped and waited around for the people she's knocked out to get back up again. They're probably going to feel like a truck hit them.] I'll help. Then we can make sure nobody leaves and attracts Sound Eaters on their way.

box gathering;

[warfares]

[ His attention lingers on the grainy footage of the grave's interior, moving past the bodies (he is unmoved by this, too accustomed to violence and the horrors of war to do more than take note and pass over) to the pieces of discarded tech.

Then, someone is speakingㅡhe catches the tail end of Akira's remark, head canting slightly: ]

You assume that the Sound Eaters were the ones to kill them.

[ Some, surely. But there is a particular kind of petty diligence that pushes someone to eradicate a flock of pigeons that seems beyond what little they know of the creatures. The birds are small, quick. It would be difficult to catch them all in one go. ]

[beguiledcard]

[ He tilts his head to the side, a thoughtful look on his face. ]

They're supposedly able to kill faster than the eye can see.

[ But he's shaking his head. ]

I don't fully think Sound Eaters did but something killed almost all animals around here.

[ --oh... ]

Something in charge of Sound Eaters?

[ He's still lacking in some words, as far as sign language goes, but he's pretty sure there's enough there to make it clear what he's saying. Something bigger than even the Sounder Eaters. Something leading them?

Maybe something is responsible for making them in the first place? Or... maybe a Queen of the Hive sort of thing... ]

[warfares]

[ He'd always had a knack for languages, personally. One of the more useful side-effects of Force-sensitivity.

Even so, there's a difference between comprehending languages spoken to him directly and languages that have a more physical component. Thankfully, the sign language of the locals is simple enough to grasp and between his work in the kitchens and attending classes, he is fast on his way to gaining fluency. ]

Did you see the tower?

[ The thing that had emerged from the tower, specifically. ]

snackus

[lowkeycrazy]

[Akechi didn't have much of an appetite after the videos, himself, but took the offered snack anyway. Maybe nibbling on it would help whet his appetite...

He eats it so slowly that he doesn't realize the effects as they begin to take their hold on him.

Akechi still has trouble with sleeping, and while he's mostly gotten... used to feeling this way, for the most part... Well. Needless to say it doesn't take much to sedate him... and groggily, in some distant part of his mind, he realizes that maybe it's a little unnatural for him to have gotten this tired all of a sudden, and he can only think of one thing that might be the cause.

So... here he comes, looking a little... droopy.]

Akir—

[He suddenly stumbles and grabs onto the boy for dear life. Whoops. That could have been fatal.

... also, was he actually speaking? Oops...]

[beguiledcard]

[ Seeing the others like this is bad enough, but... Akechi, too??

His expression tenses into one of sheer frustration, and his gaze briefly and sharply moves towards the guy who handed him and Emily the food in the first place.

Damn it...

But, he's not going to hesitate to firmly, but... maybe in a noticeably gentle way, wrap his arms around the older teen. His heart is hammering in his chest - he spoke. There's a pause of a couple of seconds where he's practically... waiting for the moment they both vanish.

... Fortunately, it's obvious they're okay for now. Akira shifts so that he can slide Akechi's arm around his shoulder. He guides the other young man to a place where he can comfortably sit down and lean back if he needs to.

It's only after he's sitting, he kneels and signs. There's a somewhat... sharpness to each sign. It matches his gaze - though there's a certain... fiery anger lurking that at this whole situation. ]

I'm so sorry.

A native did this.

You'll be okay.

Let me get you some water... okay?

[lowkeycrazy]

[He lets himself be guided without complaint, sitting down and leaning back heavily. He blinks a few times, clearly out of it, as his gaze falls to Akira's hands. Oh... right... no talking. His brow pinches suddenly at that realization— how foolish of him... he could have gotten Akira killed...

He blinks hard once more, then nods in return, though it's debatable how much of what Akira signed actually got through to him. He looks and feels completely lethargic, a rag doll against the wall.

... were he not sedated, he might actually feel some level of nervous. He's quite defenseless after all, and while he knew most people wouldn't try anything untoward or do something to take advantage of his vulnerability... whose to say that an exception doesn't exist among the group here... As it is? He'll just be leaning there quietly, eyes lidded.

At least he isn't making sound anymore...]

tainted (morning after edition?)

[dryeyes]

[Aizawa wasn't the type to make a big deal out of accepting things like cookies. He may have wrinkled his nose a bit but accepted it and held onto it for later. Since Akira had swung by when he was sick, he could repay the favor by accepting a bit of kindness without complaint. And if Akira messaged him with the warning as soon as he figured out, there was no response to confirm it was read.]

[Instead, there's a message from about a day later.]

They were perfect. If you have any left over, I'll get rid of them.

[Of course, messaging that late means there probably shouldn't be any left but... is that really the proper reaction to being drugged, sensei.]

works for me!

[beguiledcard]

[ Holy shit???

Akira will be uh. Concerned for a moment, honestly.

... But, he'll respond no less than thirty seconds later. ]

Good to know at least some of you were happy with the results of that native's little experiment.

[ He's still the living, breathing version of good ol' NaCl over all this. Also his back hurts from carrying so many people? ]

I have a couple left.

[ He has. More than a couple. Don't ask questions, sensei. But, okay, fine. It might be for the few people... such as the one texting him, right now.

... Keeping people who respond positively to this kind of thing Chill is a good thing. Just let them have this, because it's better than them being incredibly stressed.

He never once thought he would be in a situation where he sort of supported some drug use of this nature. But guess one where people are dying left and right is as good as any to induce this mindset. And the role of becoming a makeshift drug dealer?

Well, guess being an informal, questionable pharmacist can now be added to the list of side jobs. ]

I'm at the clinic now, but I can bring them over later if you want.

[dryeyes]

[Hey, some people have a completely normal and chronic insomnia coupled with the stress of effectively being kidnapped and switched on nearly 24/7. And people have been telling him to get more rest anyways.]

I can come pick them up. [He's lucid enough and has regained steady control of his limbs. They're not comfortably weighted down, like before, like being under some sort of comfy weighted blanket.]

And don't worry, they'll be properly put away and labeled. [Because that's the real problem, after all, was the lack of knowledge in the situation. People being given this unawares, with various side effects, possibly out in the open with no soundproofing... it would be a real issue.]