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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



revvedup: (and i never know who's fooling us)

[personal profile] revvedup 2018-04-10 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ max isn't a stranger to unusual physiology - her own is pretty out of the ordinary, and she's seen plenty over the past few months that don't look like they belong in nature ( because they don't ). this, what the other girl is doing, is something else entirely, and she can't help but to watch in stunned silence for a few moments. it reminds her of how marrow had had a group of kids tricked into feeding on him, but she is very clearly a more literal type of vampire.

movement distracts her, and max snaps out of it to spot one of the turned bunnies darting towards her. she looks into the other woman's eyes, which are suddenly looking a lot more human, and holds contact for a moment before moving at top speed to catch it.

she makes quick work of capturing it, pressing and turning once she has the squirming, angry thing in her hands, feeling it snap more than hearing it. once she's sure it's dead, she moves back over to where she's presumably still waiting, holding the now dead animal out to her, kind of like a peace offering. a show of mutual, if tentative and temporary, trust. ]
otrazhenie: (239)

[personal profile] otrazhenie 2018-04-10 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ The woman turns to catch the escaped creature and the seconds pass like glaciers, Elena finally remembering that she could compel her to never speak of this, to forget they'd met at all. But she's only used that ability once before, and Damon had been there to help her, make sure she did it right. If something went wrong now... Which doesn't even matter, since as far as she knows, compulsion requires speaking, and she's already taken too many risks as it is.

Her lip trembles slightly as she reaches out to take the offering, though now that she's come to her senses, she can't bring herself to want to continue feeding. Hunger still gnaws at her, but the disgust at what she's done is enough to temper it down to a manageable level. For now, at least.

With her hands full and one now smeared with blood, she can't retrieve the device from her pocket, so instead she stands, walks over to the edge of the shadow cast by the building, and gestures across the way to the house she'd come from. If she wants to come with, they can... talk. Inside. Or something. ]
reapercussion: (010)

[personal profile] reapercussion 2018-04-10 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
it's a mad world

it's more like, there are no bodies to loot. but there are some stores, and apparently the hospital has clothes?
deadboywalking: (Default)

[personal profile] deadboywalking 2018-04-10 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
no, everyone here is pretty nice.
it's just safer to know a little bit about how to fight here. cause it's so dangerous.
revvedup: (your silence is my favorite sound)

[personal profile] revvedup 2018-04-10 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ max glances towards the building the other woman is indicating and takes a moment to consider the possible consequences of following her. she's a vampire, for lack of a better term and in spite of anything that makes sense (which is really just the status quo, both here and in her day to day life), and it's possible bunnies won't be enough to satisfy her, but even if they're not she's made no move to attack her. and what she'd seen hadn't looked like a midday snack, it had looked desperate. like it had been her first meal in days.

maybe that makes it more dangerous.

but then she remembers the fear in her eyes, and she's reminded again of her brother, of the expression in his eyes when they'd heard manticore closing in, and her stomach twists sickly. she swallows against the sudden tightness in her throat, looks into her eyes again, and nods.

whatever this girl is, she knows something about being afraid of what she is. and the sound eaters are just as much of a threat to her as everyone else. so if nothing else, they share an enemy. ]
Edited 2018-04-10 03:37 (UTC)
brodakota: (Theta; Partners)

[personal profile] brodakota 2018-04-10 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Definitely an advantage, yeah.

How long has that been going on for?


[He shifts a little, trying to make himself a little more comfortable. Theta flashes nervously beside him.]
torridity: (again)

i hope all the touchy touchy stuff is ok???? if it's not i can change this

[personal profile] torridity 2018-04-10 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ And because Damon is well, Damon, don't mind him reaching out to cup her cheek the moment he gets close enough. The touch is tender, kind, and definitely lacking all the malice that he'd gained when he'd realised he'd spent 145 years wasting his time because she didn't give a shit. He's never heard that it would always be Stefan. ] I thought you were trapped in the crypt. How did they get you out?

[ Hello, don't mind him stepping closer to rest his forehead against hers, blue eyes closing for a moment. It had to be witches, who else could break the spell. ] Yeah, one minute I was in Mystic Falls and the next I woke up here. [ He doesn't care about any of that, all he cares about is that Katherine is okay. ] They fed you? [ They must have if she looked so well.

He'd bumped into Elena, listened to her spiel about a year passing, and how so much had changed, and he worries if maybe the same happened for Katherine, maybe he'd missed her rescue.
]
ohmandy: (8)

[personal profile] ohmandy 2018-04-10 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
What sa knife going to do against those things?
morethan084: (confused/sad)

[personal profile] morethan084 2018-04-10 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Daisy has been making that mistake too often as well, and it's making her increasingly frustrated that she can't actually speak.

Looking down at her communicator, Daisy then looks back to the girl as her brows scrunch together.]


What? Why?
morethan084: (unconvinced)

[personal profile] morethan084 2018-04-10 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Well I'm not sure how many weapons we'll find here.

[This place was pretty minimalist and she doubts there are guns anywhere here.]
firetouched: (Default)

[personal profile] firetouched 2018-04-10 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh my God, Matt.

Danny helps free the peeps from where Matt's stored them away, setting them lightly on the ground so they can hop and flock and be free. He glances up just in time to see some black ones charging towards them, so Danny tugs Matt inside and closes the door with seconds to spare.

He opens his mouth to say something, to ask what the hell is happening, but. Right. But how does he communicate with Matt? He's not sure if whispers are bad or not.
]
ohmandy: (7)

[personal profile] ohmandy 2018-04-10 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
Stay or go ? [He doesn't seem overly restless or eager to leave but he's not fully committing to bunkering down either. Funnily enough it's almost as if he thinks the locals have enough to deal with without him in their hair.]
torridity: (and i'm plotting to destroy)

[personal profile] torridity 2018-04-10 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Why don't I remember any of it?

[ Sounds like witches to him!!!! ]

Oh really? I've already decided I want to burn this house down.

I'm coming over.


[ He's definitely gotta figure out what this not being in super duper love with Stefan business is about. ]
herpath: (Default)

[personal profile] herpath 2018-04-10 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Frowning, she shakes her head. She's not sure why they aren't supposed to. She just heard it. Besides, they don't seem to like the water much anyway.]

But they do not seem to lik it.

Do you know how these work


[She points at the communicator. They'd given her enough to be able to get by, but she wanted to be able to use this world's tools to their fullest.]
morethan084: (unsure/sideeye)

[personal profile] morethan084 2018-04-10 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Daisy is half looking around the place, half debating her next move. It was good to know that they had a place to stay, even if space was limited. Still, she wasn't overly eager to just sit down right now.]

Should still try to find weapons.

Let's go.


[Separate to what she just sent to him, Daisy thanks the person for showing them around.]
morethan084: (text)

[personal profile] morethan084 2018-04-10 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Looking down at the bunny in her free hand who seems content to just relax in it, Daisy is half tempted to put it back down. It already seems attached to her though which isn't good.]

What do you want to know?
justbeingknife: (makoto no)

[personal profile] justbeingknife 2018-04-10 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ Majima shook his head. Ultimately, he didn't know, but: ]

I been here a couple months. But it seems like it happens off and on.

Last dude we found from an earlier batch, he was from about ten years ago.
delusive: (Default)

[personal profile] delusive 2018-04-10 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
[katherine pauses mid threat when she hears the question and tony approaches her, she easily shrugs still having the same air of confidence with her words] A bit of both actually.
Edited 2018-04-10 06:07 (UTC)
blessmefather: (sometimes)

[personal profile] blessmefather 2018-04-10 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Matt holds up a finger and goes to the nearest wall. He holds a hand up to it then turns to Danny. ]

It's alright. The building is soundproofed and the rain should cover any noise that gets out.
crucifixes: († oh i'm hanging high)

[personal profile] crucifixes 2018-04-10 09:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ in any other situation, 15 minutes would have been next to nothing. trapped here in this place that she didn't know or understand, where monsters aren't just bedtime stories but a legitimate threat and everything is deathly silent, 15 minutes felt like an eternity. shifting restlessly from one foot to the other, finally catching sight of him brings with it a relieved exhale, and the warm smile that lights her face is immediate and instinctive.

she knows nothing about this man, other than he apparently has a serious sweet tooth, but his presence is a welcome one and she opens her mouth to greet him before remembering where they are. silence is golden, after all.

lifting the device still held tightly in one hand, she instead dashes out a quick message. ]


are you the magic man?

[ and does she even want to ask about that username? ]
ohmandy: (13)

[personal profile] ohmandy 2018-04-10 10:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Angel makes his way outside first, giving bro headjerks and nods to people instead of saying stuff because you know the first thing that'll accidentally come out from his mouth that'll get them all killed would be something really important like 'how's the weather?']
notyourrookie: (Default)

[personal profile] notyourrookie 2018-04-10 10:14 am (UTC)(link)
Not really. I wanted revenge.
danzan: all icons by <user name="danzan">. please don't take. (084)

[personal profile] danzan 2018-04-10 10:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, he can type.

Both his brows lift, but he nods, then signs with his hands. Max's device should be able to catch these gestures on its own and translate them on-screen. ]


If you're hungry, I'll catch a rabbit.

[ Because clearly there... isn't really much else. ]
Edited 2018-04-10 10:19 (UTC)
setpoint: (mako082_zps3387b7c9)

[personal profile] setpoint 2018-04-10 01:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's a pause before Mako responds, caught between what the Marshal always taught her—revenge is an open wound, Mako, you can't hold onto it—and how she really feels, how she's always felt since she was a child. In the end, she goes for something a little in between.]

I understand. Did it help?
namereclaimed: (002)

[personal profile] namereclaimed 2018-04-10 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[His attention flickers from the moving hands to the screen in front of him that helpfully turns the gestures into something he can understand and back, and he sits on the words for several long beats.

He's always hungry, but that's sort of an old friend at this point. Everyone's always hungry, it comes of living in a place so harsh and unforgiving that there's never enough of anything for anyone. So he considers, the words and himself, and shrugs again, expression twisting to signify something like dismissal and a general pointlessness of the offer; he'll survive a little longer, it's not critical.

Anyway, he doesn't need the other man to catch it for him.]


food slim here too?