TDM #004

[bequiet]

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.

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Comments

[morethan084]

[Because who wouldn't want to touch that head of hair?]

I mean. It looks like Earth.
Alternate Universe?
Earth. 2017.
You?

[ohmandy]

Yeah ? [Clearly with that unfazed look on his face the possibility that they weren't on Earth was a non-issue for him.]

Los Angeles 2001
Maybe we should sext the local s

[morethan084]

[Daisy just looks up at him when he suggests they 'sext' the locals.]

I think you mean TEXT the locals.

I don't think we'd get answers by sexting them.

[ohmandy]

[Sexting is a little bit after his time, so he's not sure what the big deal is. She just gets a blank look and a small shrug from him.]

They need our help
Thats why we 're here right/

[morethan084]

Well they could've, you know, asked for it.
Instead they just drag us here against our will.

[ohmandy]

[He'd agree, but lots of shit has happened to him without him asking for it, so while he understands consent in terms of saying no to a psycho stalker killer, he's got a more distorted view when it comes to being 'chosen' as some sort of champion.

It takes him painfully long to type a reply back but at least she gets the most coherent sentence out of him to date.]

I don't know if any one would have said yes
What if they're duct tape ing babies?
They're scare dan alone and f since were here we might as well help

[morethan084]

[This would be so much faster if they could TALK. She tries to wait as patiently as she can for him to type out what he wants to say. Looking around at the unfamiliar area until she sees him hold his phone out.

Her stomach drops at the thought of what they do to babies around here.

Yep. He found her weakness.]

I guess you have a point.

[As much as she wants to be mad and just not admit it.]

But what if it takes years to get rid of them? The creatures.

[ohmandy]

[Funnily enough the prospect of spending years here doesn't actually bother someone who could theoretically live forever. And, you know, kind of likes the whole sitting around in silence and OMG THE SUN IS OUT AND I'M NOT CRISPY thing. But he can understand why it'd be a problem for everyone else.]

Find whos in charge and see f we can work some thing out ?

[morethan084]

I doubt we'd be the first, but, we can try.

[And already she is trying to think of what to do when that doesn't work out. Because, realistically, it won't.]

I'm Daisy, by the way.

[ohmandy]

[He has nowhere to be in a hurry so he doesn't mind so much, but. He'll appeal on her behalf if she's got something or someone waiting for her in Earth, 2017.]

Angle

[morethan084]

Angle?

[She can only assume that was a mistake. Cause... Angle?]

[ohmandy]

[Yeah you know like Hell's Ange- oh. There's a slightly constipated look on his face like he's about to give up and throw his phone away.]

Angel

[morethan084]

[See. That made way more sense. And also totally not the name she expected for him. Not that she had any guesses as to what it would be.]

I would say it’s nice to meet you, but, given the circumstances...

Should probably get the lay of the land. You up for looking around?

[ohmandy]

[He just nods because clearly this phone thing isn't working so well for him. He's admittedly usually a bit of a lone wolf but the overly paternalistic instincts have left him feeling he'd rather watch over her than have them split up and something happen to her.]

[morethan084]

[Daisy isn't a big fan of silence in any capacity. Especially when she was just getting to know someone, and has a lot of questions both for him and about this place in general.

So, unsurprisingly, she only lasts a few minutes before she's typing up something else.]

This sand is going to get everywhere. I'm never going to be sand-free while I'm here.

[And she is going to get out of here. There's no other option for her.]

[ohmandy]

Its quiet er than cobblestone

[Also a slightly hilarious thing to worry about when there are killer beings lurking just beyond the town's perimeter. He can't help but snicker.]

[morethan084]

[Daisy just gives him a pitiful excuse for an amused smile at his joke.

It was a pretty bad joke.]

I bet that fountain was nice when it worked.

Looks like someone beat us to taking out all of the money thrown in.

[ohmandy]

[His small talk alarm is going off and for a moment his gaze shifts left and right awkwardly. What's he supposed to say? 'Poor fountain'? Is it time for a knock knock joke?]

do the locals accept MasterCard ?

[morethan084]

[Daisy lets out a breathy sort of laugh in response.]

What? Us being their captives isn't enough?

[ohmandy]

Would they jus give us food an d shelter?

[morethan084]

I saw some people being go to those houses over there.

[Daisy looks behind them in the direction of said houses before her eyes stray back to him. He might've caught a glimpse of the bandage on her neck. Which, since getting here, is the last thing on her mind.]

Guess we could ask.

Not sure how much I would trust their food.

[ohmandy]

[He has such a wonderful attention span that he is totally fixated on that bandage.]

Did someone bite you

[morethan084]

[Daisy brings a hand up to her neck when she notices him staring, and then she sees the text and her expression changes to complete confusion.]

What? No.

[How did he come to the conclusion that someone bit her? Unless that was him trying to be funny again. Which, if he knew the actual situation, wasn't funny at all.

Self conscious about it, Daisy moves her hair to cover her neck again. She really didn't want attention drawn to it and have to explain what actually happened.]

[ohmandy]

[Okay and now he's made it awkward. He would insist that she tell him and that he can fix it for her but then maybe she got it back in 2017 and there's nothing he can do about it. Shoving his hands back into his pockets, he just gives her one of his wary looks.]

You know I- [Maybe he should be typing this out rather than barely whispering in a gravelly low tone, but there's texting and then there's actually saying something while making eye contact. And it has to be said, even if he has to be as quiet as he possibly can.] I wouldn't let anything bad happen to you.

[morethan084]

[Brows knitting together when he starts actually talking, Daisy looks around to see if anyone was going to tackle him or anything.

It's actually weird to hear someone talk, even though it hasn't been that long since she's arrived here. With everything else that's happened to her recently, Daisy isn't sure if she's up for risking something actually happening.

Which is why she replies via text.]

Why? You don't even know me.

[It's been hard lately for her to feel as though anyone is on her side, so for a stranger to express that? It's a lot.]