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quietplacememes2018-02-28 08:56 pm
bequiet) wrote in quietplacememes2018-02-28 08:56 pm
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TDM #003
TEST DRIVE MEME
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.
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. 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. You're to settle into your new home.
Caught me unawares
Content Warnings: Confusion, disorientation
Themes: Survival, horror, it's like groundhog day
The ending of the floor has caught me unawares. This must be the reason why I’m falling down the stairs.
That night, when you fall asleep, you dream of your life before The Quiet Place. At first it's the happiest moments of your life played on repeat, over and over. Everything good and sweet and fun. The second night, it's much the same. You go to bed anticipating another restful and pleasant sleep. But on the third night it changes.
For everyone, it starts the same. There's a long hallway with a door at the end. You walk towards it with nowhere else to go. You twist the knob and when you step forward, the floor ends and you fall. Falling lasts for seconds, minutes, or hours and when you land, it's with a jolt and a cloud of red dust all around you. There's someone else next to you, stumbling, coughing and choking on that familiar dirt that coats your tongue and mouth. When your eyes meet, everything blurs and you're falling again - this time, when you land, it's inside that dream from the first night. Only you're not alone. They're with you. The only way out is to experience the dream together. And when you do wake up, for real, that same red dirt is on your hands.
Falling down the stairs
Content Warnings: Confusion, disorientation
Themes: Survival, horror, it's like groundhog day
The ending of the floor has caught me unawares. This must be the reason why I’m falling down the stairs.
That night, when you fall asleep, you dream of your life before The Quiet Place. At first it's the worst moments of your life played on repeat, over and over. Everything bad and sour and awful. The second night, it's much the same. You go to bed anticipating another restless and dreadful sleep. But on the third night it changes.
For everyone, it starts the same. There's a long hallway with a door at the end. You walk towards it with nowhere else to go. You twist the knob and when you step forward, the floor ends and you fall. Falling lasts for seconds, minutes, or hours and when you land, it's with a jolt and a cloud of red dust all around you. There's someone else next to you, stumbling, coughing and choking on that familiar dirt that coats your tongue and mouth. When your eyes meet, everything blurs and you're falling again - this time, when you land, it's inside that nightmare from the first night. Only you're not alone. They're with you. The only way out is to experience the nightmare together. And when you do wake up, for real, that same red dirt is on your hands.
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lmao I'm cackling just imagining Hunter's disgust rn
he's just all "dont you lot get exhausted being nice all the time? "
I can't disagree with that! Maybe this place will have one soon.
you're SUPPOSED to be nice all the time! and why would you want to be anything else????
Not that it's terrible here! There's wonderful people here and a ton of new things to learn. But it's dangerous and it's not HOME, so.
that's so tiring though
It's okay, kid. I get it. Sometimes we still wish these things anyway, it's human nature and no-one's going to judge anyone for it either. Or I won't.
And this place. Well I guess it is what it is, time to make the best out of things.
tired schmired, grumpy mr. zoom guy
Speaking of making the best out of things, is there anything I CAN actually help with?
the grumpiest, why won't anyone let him nap?
Seems like there's a lot going on around here. Is there anything you know that you wish you'd known when you got here?
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Well, I wish I'd known more about the Sound Eaters. That's the monster "haunting" this place that they hopefully warned you about? I'm not sure what all they told you inside, but when we got here, we weren't even told their names, not until a meeting at Town Hall the next Sunday.
We've learned enough now that we know the red dust helps them travel. It possibly creates portals for them to travel through, and tunnels. They're blind and they're fast, but they have very good hearing. Also, if there's enough exposure to the red dust, it might... alter your senses some? Like, there was a bad scare last month where the dust blew in and we all felt this NEED to follow it, and it led us to this island with a bunch of Sound Eaters. And then there was a lot of confusion and hallucinations.
Oh, and stay away from Kilgrave. I definitely wish I'd known that at the beginning too.
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They didn't say much on it, knowing about the red dust is really useful thank you. Hopefully we don't see too much of it because it sounds like a whole new lot of problems that no-one needs.
What's a kilgrave?
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She gives him time to read it, then she's typing a new message.]
He's... a bad guy. He's under house arrest at the moment. This is his picture.
[she taps him on the network list and points to the userpic he has.]
Some people are immune, and I don't know if you would be or not, but... best stay away, you know?
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He'd be impressed by a power like that if the guy in question wasn't such a novice. Only six people in a month? Slacker.]
That's awful, who would give a power like that to such a person? I can imagine they would be hard to deal with. I'll hold out in the hope that for every bad guy that gets a power, two good guys also get powers.
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Yeah... maybe that would work. [c'mon, Kara, where's that positivity?] I'm sure it would!
But, until more powered people get here, just stay away from him.
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[ Smallest of shrugs.]
I will, thanks for the warning, it's appreciated. Could have walked into a whole lot of trouble there without it.
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That's very true! You never know who you could be talking to that's actually a superhero!
So... what about beds, or your house. Do you need any help finding that stuff?
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You never know!
I think that should be okay, I was just going to take a slow look around and see what was going on in this place before anything else.
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Okay! Well, if you need me, you can find me on here pretty easily. Or just catch me walking around. I live right behind house twelve, too. It was nice meeting you, Hunter!