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

[oorah]

[ he glowing fist thing is... weird. but he's grateful that danny is actually useful. the ground shakes and he looks around for monsters, but the brief rainshower is still veiling them. he swallows, thinking it's familiar though he can't put his finger on why. ]

Thanks. [ for the backup. even if he protected danny's pet in return already. ]

[firetouched]

[ Danny just shrugs. He feels awkward. Like there's something anticlimactic, and it's because he doesn't know what to do now. Do they round up the rogue bunnies? Throw them in a sack and - what? What then?

He hopes that his unlikely companion has some ideas, because Danny's still new as hell here, and he has no idea if this is common or a one-off thing. ]

[oorah]

[ frank gestures for danny to start gathering up the unconscious buns. he is indeed trying to think of a place to bring them that won't cause too much damage. ] follow me [ he'll scoop up the rest of the rabid creatures, trying his best to hold them away from the normal peeps still crawling through his jacket so they don't try and kick them while they're down. this place is beyond strange. he starts leading danny towards a sandpath that cuts through the forest and to the prison. ]

[firetouched]

[ Oh - Okay, Danny could have helped with Gremlin clean up, but this guy's got it under control. He just nods and follows, only because Frank knows where he's going and Danny sure as hell does not.

He looks around as they go, senses on high alert for anymore of those things coming their way. His fingers flex, feeling the energy still sitting in them. He's ready if he needs to go karate on them.

But, hey, while they're walking, Danny may as well get to know his new friend. He gets out his device, glancing up every few seconds to keep his eye out. ]

i'm danny

[oorah]

[ frank just makes a face at him since his hands are full of peeps. cool story bro he can't read the man's screen from here or get out his device and he's not really keen on bothering anyway. when they reach the prison, frank ducks inside after offering a tired look up at the cctv system. hi, jessica. he makes his way silently down the corridor and deposits the sleeping buns into an in-progress cell since there's only one completed and it's occupado. he steps back to try and think, checking on all the normal peeps as they clamor through his clothing to make sure they're safe. most of them gather on his shoulders and in his hoodie pockets and a few nestle into the space between his chest and his throat. frank pulls out his device finally as if none of it is even happening and reads danny's message. what a tool. ] hotdog