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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



torridity: (pacing in my mind)

[personal profile] torridity 2018-04-04 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
That's not a real insult Elena.
otrazhenie: (035)

[personal profile] otrazhenie 2018-04-04 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
Sorry Damon, I'm a bit off my game these days. I'll do better next time
torridity: (darkness consumes the inside)

weeps????

[personal profile] torridity 2018-04-04 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
it was our road-trip. You just decided I was clearly the better brother. Now you're madly in love with me.

shock awe.
otrazhenie: (019)

asksjdhsja

[personal profile] otrazhenie 2018-04-04 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ She's not responding to that. Oops, sorry, emergency, this number is busy please try again later. ]
torridity: (i'm bringing chaos to the empire)

[personal profile] torridity 2018-04-04 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ An hour later, she'll get another message. ]

okay, I know you're not having any part in my feuds with Stefan. It was a joke. Besides we don't totally hate each other right now or something.

Did you settle in alright?
otrazhenie: (035)

[personal profile] otrazhenie 2018-04-04 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ She answers after a few minutes. ]

I know it was a joke.

I'm doing okay. It's not home, but it could be worse.
torridity: (ticks counting down)

[personal profile] torridity 2018-04-04 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. I was expecting some kind of denial. A "oooh noo I love Stefan and his brooding forehead and hero hair and could never."

[ . . . He can roll with no denial too though. ]

how could it be worse?

[ Well, okay, Damon has been in worse places too, he's being dramatic. ]

do you need help moving furniture around in the non-sexy way? I'm pretty good at both ways.
otrazhenie: (041)

[personal profile] otrazhenie 2018-04-04 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Dealing with Damon has always been a bit exhausting at times, but this? Not being able to tell him anything, everything, makes it so each sentence takes monumental effort to compose. She's so tired. ]

A lot's changed in the last year, Damon. I've changed.

[ For starters, she's died twice and had an alien implanted in her brain. ]

I could be alone here. That would be worse.

Honestly, I haven't even thought about changing anything around. I probably should, but I've just kind of... been here.


[ She hasn't settled. There's no feeling of Home here and with everything else -- she's not doing very well. But she's not going to tell him that. ]
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. ]
otrazhenie: (Default)

[personal profile] otrazhenie 2018-04-14 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She doesn't have answers for him, and isn't even sure she wants to tell him about her own experiences with her memories not matching someone else's. So she focuses on the fact that she can't avoid him here, so might as well face the music. ]

I'm at House 10.


( continue over here? )