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The Quiet Place Mods ([personal profile] bequiet) wrote in [community profile] quietplacememes2018-04-01 07:45 pm
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TDM #004



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. The bulletin board feed lights up so you can read about the history. 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.

Take a peep
Content Warnings: Possible animal-thing death
Themes: Slice of life, it's like gremlins... kinda

On the first of April, small piles of dust with brightly colored eggs at the center will spring up over night. After a few hours the eggs will begin to hatch and out will come the smallest and brightest bunny-like creatures (the only notable differences from regular bunnies are the colors, size, and that they make no noise). They're friendly and immediately attach themselves (bond) to the first person to pick them up. One of the natives calls them "peeps" because they don't make a sound. All with unique personalities, the creatures can be found nibbling on the dust and needing no other form of food, and will shy away from any and all water sources.

If, however, any of them get wet - there will be a sudden and brief rain shower at noon - the creatures fur will turn black and they will begin attacking the others that didn't get wet. Stopping them is key, and the black creatures will either dash away from the community if given the chance or will need to be stopped.

OOC: All characters can keep a Peep! Any color! They are palm-sized and never grow larger than an adult hand.

OOC
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NAVIGATION



firetouched: (Default)

[personal profile] firetouched 2018-04-04 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
i sort of went off the grid for a while

hey, i'll take what i can get
thank you
really


((ooc: absolutely! I think that's pretty reasonable, all things considered. Especially since Danny is a member of the the NYC Billionaire Club.))
blessmefather: Matt with a neutral expression. (about time I give my icons)

DEFENDERS ASSEMBLE! SAVE THE BUNS!

[personal profile] blessmefather 2018-04-04 07:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ Normally Matt would question any type of violence against animals, especially at that size, but he hears the nearly inaudible snarls of aggression from the tiny lungs of the peeps that became wet and there's a small frightened heartbeat coming from Danny's hands. As the rain picks up more of the peeps begin turning their attention away from peacefully grooming themselves or nibbling on dust and the next one that leaps toward Danny's arms makes it clear this is not a normal animal fight.

He can't call out to Danny to watch out behind him so he rushes up behind him and knocks on of the black peeps out of the air. He didn't hit with all his strength but he still feels a pang of guilt at the sound of the little creature thumping on the ground a split second later and scurrying away.
]
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DEFEND THEM!

[personal profile] firetouched 2018-04-04 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's an initial shock (and gladness) that someone else is whacking away demon bunnies. But when that fades and Danny can look at his peep's saviour, he's struck a little senseless. And he can't really help it because, really. Really. So he says - ]

Matt? [ Right. Right. No talking. But this was necessary, right?? How the hell is this even happening? ]
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[personal profile] spazzed 2018-04-04 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
( it's anyone's guess how they actually make that happen — but trust that they could, maybe, given their combined resources. this is the sort of thing that needs to be seen 'round the world.

blue doesn't start at the smell of anyone else, which should probably give rise to some measure of alert or another, but doesn't, and so lance just watches this exchange with a fond sort of smile on his face, something pulled hard to the side as he observes.

that answer brings his attention back around, like it might have never wandered, and catches it by the corner of the mouth.
)

different worlds?
my team and i were doing that too
kinda


( mostly in that they were … hopping … worlds ... and trying to help along where they could, while also building alliances.

but that's different.
)
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[personal profile] ohmandy 2018-04-04 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Angel can't claim to know the plot to the latest saga in the Days of our Slayers' Lives drama, but things tend to go south when the both of them start going at each others' throats.]

Are they fight ing??
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[personal profile] spazzed 2018-04-04 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
you're really not being all that helpful

( honestly. )
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[personal profile] ohmandy 2018-04-04 07:41 am (UTC)(link)
[He didn't think it was a joke if his face was anything to go by. Giving her his signature confused puppy look, his eyebrows rise and he tilts his head for a while before he starts towards the habitations. It's going to get awkward if they end up having to deal with the whole invite thing, but he'll cross that bridge when they get there.]
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davina claire » the originals

[personal profile] obstruct 2018-04-04 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
TAKE A PEEP |
[looks can be deceiving. davina knows that lesson better than most. small things can be extremely dangerous. the eggs catch her eye - the intricate details, the bright colors, the question of where they came from - but she doesn’t trust them. right now her best course of action is to not trust anything, or anyone. which is a lot easier said than done when it comes down to it. she’s lived in a cutthroat world before and while she can survive there, it’s not really in her nature to see someone struggling and to glance the other way.

when the vibrant bunnies start cropping up everywhere, it’s the first time she’s smiled since before her arrival.

she ventures out against her better judgment, curiosity wins out. she makes sure her steps are as careful as possible, that she treads quietly. it begins innocently enough. she finds a purple bunny ( how is that even possible? ) and grins. she kneels down beside it, biding her time, waiting for the right moment to try and pet it. then there's a pink one. a blue one. it's peaceful. she's not sure why it's happening, or how something so beautiful and precious can exist in a place so hideous, and yet, here it is.

davina's smile falls when she notices black ones later, moving in on their prey. well, she has news for them. once she catches on to what's happening, she thrusts a hand out, casting a spell that usually causes intense pain in vampires, rendering them immobile... for a time.
]


NETWORK | username: davina
i used to think things couldn't possibly get any worse, then i lost someone very important to me. the truth is that the world never stops, whichever one you happen to be in. and it can always go from bad to worse.

[ straying from the point there a little bit. she hesitates to continue, as if realizing how off-putting the message is. ]

i guess what i'm getting at is: what keeps you going? what do you fight for? you don't have to answer.. but if we're all really trapped here indefinitely, we might as well try and get to know each other. it beats staring at the walls, or waiting for something to happen.
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ben mason » falling skies

[personal profile] unharnessed 2018-04-04 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
ARRIVAL |
[ when his eyes open, he’s scared. there’s a sense of panic rippling through every part of his body, but he can’t grasp why.. there’s a reason in there somewhere, muddled by red dust that chokes him and makes his vision blurry. it reminds him of something ( skitters ) but that memory ( just a flash ) evades him like everything else he’s trying to make tangible. he shuffles onward, going through the motions until he’s clean with a device in his hand, dressed in a jumpsuit he doesn’t recognize.

then it hits him all at once like a sledgehammer to the teeth.
]

No. [ he grits out. it’s not the silence, or an agreement that bothers him. it’s the sheer and utter terror of what’s missing. ] Hal! Matt! Dad!

[ and there's anne, lexi, weaver, and a dozen other names and faces flashing through his mind. those first three are never slow to leave his lips. he's searching frantically, digging his heels in, refusing to agree to anything until he finds his family. he's been torn away from them one too many times to count. if he has anything to say about it, he won't go down without a fight. ]

Where are they? Where's my family?

NETWORK | username: b.mason
matt mason. hal mason. tom mason. anne mason. alexis glass-mason. weaver. maggie. if these names mean anything to you, please get in touch with me right away.

secondly, and don't feel obligated to indulge me, what's it's like where you're from?
crucifixes: († how it aches and it aches)

network

[personal profile] crucifixes 2018-04-04 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
un: fuller

i wish i could help you with the first part. i'm hoping to find a familiar face or two myself. as for the second...it's hard to say, really. things are normal, for the most part. for other people, anyway.
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[personal profile] unharnessed 2018-04-04 08:39 am (UTC)(link)
i promise not to hold it against you. i know when i'm hoping against hope.

but not for you?
crucifixes: († you know i'm a little lost)

[personal profile] crucifixes 2018-04-04 08:47 am (UTC)(link)
back home, i probably would have prayed for it. i'm not so sure it would do any good here.

they used to be. not for a long time, though. i used to think i could get back to it, to normal. i'm still hopeful, but there are certain things you can't forget, no matter how desperately you want to.

what about you? what is home like for you?
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[personal profile] danzan 2018-04-04 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
If you're used to monsters, I don't know what help you need.
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[personal profile] rockypath 2018-04-04 11:00 am (UTC)(link)
[And by proxy far away from Faith, since she lives right next door. Does Faith look sad. Ugh, maybe, but she's not going to say so.]

Okay. But if you do need anything, I'll be there at the drop of a hat. You just let me know. [Please let her know. Rather than wallowing in your own brooding refuse.]
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[personal profile] dirtytrenchcoat 2018-04-04 11:43 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a long pause between transmission, frankly it isn't the sort of thing Castiel really wanted to type out.]

How is it relevant?
dirtytrenchcoat: (what antidote?)

[personal profile] dirtytrenchcoat 2018-04-04 11:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Castiel can tell that isn't what the individual in front of him wanted to hear, but he's never been in the business of softening blows. What he's sure is that there are many different kinds of life across many different platforms. This is no different.]

It's simple science. Life isn't linear and neither is the construct of reality.
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[personal profile] ohmandy 2018-04-04 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[God don't do that to Oscar the Grouch. He feels bad about imposing even if he'd like the company of a friendly face. Of someone who knew him, what he was. Knew what to do if he lost his shit and had the guts to do it.]

Spike. You said Spike was here? What's he been uhm. What's. Eating. [Sideways glancing. Not awkward at all.]
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[personal profile] setpoint 2018-04-04 01:19 pm (UTC)(link)
A man named Majima showed it to me.
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[personal profile] justbeingknife 2018-04-04 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, uh.

Not a big cat person, then, huh?


[ In all three senses of that question. ]

Ain't a lot of animals around here in general.
deadboywalking: ([:o] fck dart IS my son)

[personal profile] deadboywalking 2018-04-04 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[Looong pause.]

are you okay? you're typing sort of funny.
justbeingknife: (from above)

un: kyouken

[personal profile] justbeingknife 2018-04-04 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
What, don't like playin' five straight hours of Oregon Trail?
justbeingknife: (looking up)

arrival; un: kyouken

[personal profile] justbeingknife 2018-04-04 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ aw man. only a matter of time before the satsu showed up, but still ]

Hostage situations? Somethin' else go down?

[personal profile] ex_tagartist520 2018-04-04 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ NEVER ]

i thought that was splitting up and looking in the basement
or saying IS SOMEONE THERE???? really loudly when you hear strange noises in the night

don't do either of those things here either btw
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[personal profile] upstandingly 2018-04-04 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
( oh yeah, he definitely gets that Look. he smiles awkwardly as if to say sorry, this is a lot for me, too. )

Is there anywhere more private we can talk?

( he hasn't really given the place the sweep yet. )
unwise: (🐟 everything will be okay; i'm here)

don't be butthurt majima

[personal profile] unwise 2018-04-04 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)