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quietplacememes2018-04-01 07:45 pm
bequiet) wrote in 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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So when he sees Elena, a wrench is thrown into his plans... Even more so when Elena moves with the speed of a vampire and talks just like... ] Katherine? [ There's no hatred in the name, actually much the opposite as Damon stares at her - having stopped in his tracks of getting closer to her. ] Is it really you? [ And he sounds hopeful, because unless Elena's gotten herself turned into a vampire in the time he was being kidnapped... Well... ]
no subject
she turns around to face him and at this point she knows it's a bit too late to pass herself off as elena given he must have seen her threaten and compel the woman in front of her but hearing his words without any hint of malice or hostility in his actions, she gives him a slightly puzzled look. she knew they were on vaguely tolerant terms given their recent truce and teaming against klaus but she couldn't figure out his reaction to her as if he was seeing her for the very first time. instead of questioning him on it she decides to play along for a bit] Damon?
[she moves closer towards him, tentatively reaching out to him mostly to test the waters to see whether he would push her away or not] Yes, of course it's really me. They kidnapped you here too?
i hope all the touchy touchy stuff is ok???? if it's not i can change this
[ 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. ]
this is all good ♥
she doesn't exactly dwell on why he doesn't remember the same thing she does or that he no longer has the same hatred towards her, instead she decides to fully use this to her advantage for as long as she can at least. she just nods while she takes in his words, reaching to brush her hands against his] Yes, I've been fed, don't worry.
That's a long story— though I can tell you more after we get out of here. [she knows that if he believes that she was entombed for all those years that it makes her side of things trickier to explain but unlike back home, she knows exactly how to spin this since damon still holds affection towards her]