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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



nishizono: (12_0740121)

[personal profile] nishizono 2018-04-05 10:37 am (UTC)(link)
because you sound like an ex who's trying to avoid an awkward scene
why, am i wrong?
coagmentatio: and when they said they didn't make those you tried to call 911 (u tried to order a magarita mcflurry)

un: huntsman

[personal profile] coagmentatio 2018-04-05 11:23 am (UTC)(link)
An artist, huh? I've heard some creativity never takes a vacation.

Anyway, I doubt you'd be interested in finger paint, if you're one of those serious student types.

I did manage to find some drawing paper and pencils, but nothing's in mint condition around here. Post-apocalyptic world, and all.

Don't worry about repaying me. I have no use for art supplies. It's better if it goes to appreciative hands.


[ People are more likely to feel like they "owe you one" if you do things "selflessly" for them. Worse come to worst, he got rid of something he'd otherwise never use beyond random sketches that suck. ]
voicelog: (in the policy of truth)

[personal profile] voicelog 2018-04-05 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ guess he's not the only one who has his reservations about this place. ]

i'm not willing to accept everything i've been told either.

but until there is evidence to prove contrarily to what we currently know, we're going to have to assume they're telling us the truth, or at least a version of the truth, for now.

did you check out any of the courses offered?
magician_king: (slightly scorny)

[personal profile] magician_king 2018-04-05 01:44 pm (UTC)(link)
There weren't any going when I was there, and I didn't stick around. But I'm gonna go to the morning one tomorrow. I want to see how authority works here- who puts a class like this on, even.

Who decided we should be brought here and assimilated.
voicelog: (it's just time to pay the price)

[personal profile] voicelog 2018-04-05 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
how long have you been here?

[ he isn't as thrilled by the prospect of having his alt around, but only because he knows what he's capable of and he has no clue what this version of him is like. that being said, he'll give him the benefit of the doubt.

tony is definitely going on the top of his list of people to keep an eye on though.
]

it was one of my first stops.

[ he isn't keen on getting surrounded again, so he doesn't need any further prompts to start moving in that direction. ]

you can call me t, by the way.
just to get any future confusion out of the way.
voicelog: (now you're not satisfied)

[personal profile] voicelog 2018-04-05 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
magnekinesis, right?

[ it's okay. she doesn't need to move him. he got the answer he needed from her. ]

what can you do with it?

[ now that he isn't on the verge of falling over, he can start to navigate through the peeps again. this is what he gets for taking a walk. ]
voicelog: (you'd better learn your lesson well)

[personal profile] voicelog 2018-04-05 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
i think the gist of it is noise sensitive monsters
but don't take my word for it


[ he is going to retain a bit of skepticism until he gets to see one of these things for himself. should be fun. ]

there has to be an explanation for why we've been brought here
we're not going to find the answers in this room though


[ he nods his head towards the door. ] ready to see what's on the other side yet?
voicelog: (it's just time to pay the price)

[personal profile] voicelog 2018-04-05 02:27 pm (UTC)(link)
let me guess, they're not keen on telling you how they get it either.

[ also he's still waiting for his answer on the name, buddy. don't think he missed that. ]
voicelog: (now you're not satisfied)

[personal profile] voicelog 2018-04-05 02:30 pm (UTC)(link)
have you met the mayor yet?
ferrokinetic: (And grieve what I happen to grieve)

after midnight

[personal profile] ferrokinetic 2018-04-05 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Lorna's doing a rare maintenance check of the sand paths when the two litter critters blow past her in the street. She almost curses before she catches herself, instead craning her head in the other direction to see where they came from. It's not difficult to spot the guy on the porch and - temporarily abandoning her work - she makes her way over. Typing a message on her ever present device - with her hands instead of her powers. For now. ]

new? or just really into the jumpsuit look?

[ And...he's holding a massacre in a box. Interesting. ]
magician_king: (Default)

[personal profile] magician_king 2018-04-05 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm- no. I have not. Is that who's in charge here?

[Unspoken; he's going to avoid it until his temper is more in hand.]
rerangered: (3 - Y18syrv)

[personal profile] rerangered 2018-04-05 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah! I mean, you rocked it when we were kids but. [ s h r u g. ] Not that you're not rocking it now, it's just you already did it, yeah?

[ so it sounds just about on par with every time they have interacted for the last few years, to him. except that this time he doesn't have to beg big sis to get him out of jail. ]

You know what, don't worry about it. It's not important.
oorah: enchiLADAS (☠︎064)

[personal profile] oorah 2018-04-05 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
they're not keen on telling anybody anything. but around the first of the month stuff will show up. i guess it's like a 'reward' for helping them out and/or not getting them killed horribly. whichever

[ but fine fine he'll circle back. if only because he can still feel the other man's anxiety and it's making frank jumpy. ]

hotdog is an old family name
lovesbitch: with feigning voice (☾ 067)

[personal profile] lovesbitch 2018-04-05 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ there's a pause, but then he shakes his head, squirming a little as his peep climbs in and out of the different pockets of his jumpsuit. ]

they were back home for a bit but they kissed and made up. Proper touching really
notyourrookie: (Default)

[personal profile] notyourrookie 2018-04-05 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Give it time.

Well, a couple of them tried to kill me. And also saw into the darkest parts of your psyche so... not fun.
notyourrookie: (Default)

[personal profile] notyourrookie 2018-04-05 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
No. Never. What's kaiju?
setpoint: (pr2009)

[personal profile] setpoint 2018-04-05 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Monsters. Weapons genetically engineered by an alien civilization attempting to colonize Earth.

[She always feels like describing them that way doesn't do them justice. It neatly excises them from all the death and destruction and pain they cause, but that's also not why she brought them up, so she ignores the feeling.]

We're not from the same place, then.
theinariway: (pic#12203300)

[personal profile] theinariway 2018-04-05 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's not even aiming for attractiveness. Yusuke finds lobsters aesthetically pleasing. Not attraction to them. Painting someone such as Raven would be challenging given all of the textures on her skin and the way that her eyes are. He leans in a bit while looking serious. ]

Weren't you saying that you're move evolved and advanced? I shouldn't have to explain to such as one of that level. You could be a beauty but that could all be a mask to hide the wolf.
namereclaimed: (005)

Max Rockatansky | Mad Max: Fury Road

[personal profile] namereclaimed 2018-04-05 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
A Fresh Start

[ The initiation process, or whatever they called it, had been easy enough to adapt to. He'd fought at the beginning, on reflex, choking on dust and knocking out a greeter or two when they moved to guide or bathe or re-dress before he figured out what was going on, but soon it became evident their motivations weren't as nefarious as he had assumed, at least on second glance. Max spoke little enough to begin with, the plea to be silent and the instruction in how they did communicate was little more than a formality. He kept quiet, and watched. More answers would come soon enough, and while he didn't trust any of it, it was significantly less rough than the War Boys' handling of him. Which in and of itself was more reason not to trust it, he decided, but at least here he could bide his time about it. The threat wasn't immediate.

So he exits through the door when he's offered it, out into the village beyond. Follows the path as it unfolds in front of him, eyes intently focused on everything around him and tries not to look so much like a stray dog in an unfamiliar place. It's all too apparent regardless, but it's not for lack of trying. He stares at everything, lingers at the greenery he hasn't seen in ages, marvels over the technology and trappings of civilization, real civilization, not the limping, half-dead thing that's left where he came from.

He probably looks pretty obvious about it. ]



PEEP-A-CHEEP

[ He'd noticed the rabbits, clear fur and the right amount of everything, fat and happy. Everything home wasn't. Food, maybe. But then the rains came and what was bright went dark. Not the happy maybe-food but something nastier. They attacked the brighter ones that remained, swarmed towards him as he stood in the middle of it, soaking in what hadn't come to the sand and salt in too many years to count easily and watched, towards a handful that managed to keep dry during the rains.

Maybe he didn't need to intervene, but it seemed wrong to have them at each other's throats, so he stepped in, soon surrounded by biting balls of black fur and trying to eliminate them as silently as he could. ]



Aces Wild

[ or throw him a starter yourself! ]

[personal profile] ex_tagartist520 2018-04-05 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
tell me about it, i'm the sassy trope that gets killed because i'm too busy mouthing off at the killer to actually do something smart like uh
fight him

but i have some bad news for you about those oreos
danzan: all icons by <user name="danzan">. please don't take. (059)

PEEPS O_O

[personal profile] danzan 2018-04-05 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Having had to rid the backyard of the absurdly huge mansion he lived in from the black bunnies that threatened to kill the round little thing one of the kids adopted, Logan has a box full of rabid, angry things. Holes have been punched in, but he's a little worried they'll chew through. He can't exactly kill them, but his idea is something along the lines of "maybe if I release them into the wild, they'll be okay".

Except it's in the outskirts of the community that he sees the lone figure standing there. His first thought is something along the lines of what the hell, but watching the guy punch a little rabbit in the face has his shoulders jumping in surprise.

He puts the box down then, running straight to him. And he's about to sign a question when he sees the smaller bunnies, dry and coloured and safe under the thick roots of a tree.

Logan looks back to the man and frowns just before getting right into the fray with him. He pulls what rabbits he can off the guy's body, but of course they only end up biting him instead. At least Logan heals, though, evident in the closing of his wounds and the disappearing of bruises whenever teeth sink into him.

He makes a jerking motion with his head towards the bunnies safe under the roots, then looks at the man with an expression that barely changes even as he's being bitten up. Mostly he's counting on the guy to get them somewhere safe. Fortunately, with them not being too far outside the community, it shouldn't be too hard to gather the bunnies in his arms and go somewhere. ]
lednikovyy: CW (I did it all so maybe)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-04-05 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
I think I'll avoid that experience if I can

I haven't been here too long myself, but this place is probably equally dangerous
notyourrookie: (Default)

Re: Peeps!

[personal profile] notyourrookie 2018-04-05 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[He feels bad that he can't give a better answer. York had been good to him when he'd first arrived on Thisavrou. Things had just gone bad afterwards.]

It feels different to Ingress bullshit. I don't trust it. Any of it.
namereclaimed: (002)

[personal profile] namereclaimed 2018-04-05 05:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's not looking when the guy shows up, or at least not looking for back-up specifically. He's trying to hold off the damn things, who the hell knows why if he stops to think about it, but then he looks up and there's a shape running towards him. If he wasn't so preoccupied with his own improbable war he might have lashed out at the guy on reflex, considering the way he reaches, but last minute he realizes he's trying to help too. Pulling the fuzzballs off him as he wades into the fray, and he looks over, as he's punting one away that's trying to take a chunk out of his boot, then over where the guy gestures. The ones he was trying to help.

He looks back at the guy, stares at him questioningly, but the gesture's unmistakable. So he shrugs, pulls another rabbit off himself, and takes off running towards the multicolored patch so he doesn't have to leave the guy alone with the nasty ones any longer than necessary.

He doesn't think, just scoops them up with a mental count to make sure he hasn't missed any, and the trip towards safety is a little slower but a lot more careful. He drops them off and shoos them off into the underbrush then darts back towards where he left the guy, tapping him with a shoulder when he gets there to signal he's back as he makes sure he hasn't gotten too far out of his depth.

They're rabbits, it's not like he was worried, but rabbits don't normally bite or scratch like that. He thinks. ]