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OCTOBER MINGLE

WHO: Everyone!
WHEN: October 25th - Early November
WHERE: Etraya
WHAT: The arrival of newcomers, and some holiday fun!
NOTES\WARNINGS: Supernatural elements, temporary physical alterations, mild horror and jump scares, spooky scary skeleton robots, mild suggestion of compulsion or loss of control, mild body horror.

⏵ arrival ⏴
Welcome to Etraya! Everything is fine now. 😊

Arrival goes expected - or it does for the most part. Aurora greets newcomers in the hospital as they awaken, offers a brief explanation and gives them their earpiece so they can communicate with one another.

Around the hospital and outside of it, Companion Bots are hard at work decorating the city for Halloween—complete with festive touches like pumpkins, cobwebs, and glowing ghost decorations. The atmosphere is fun, light-hearted, and maybe just a little spooky. 🎃👻

Some carry buckets of candy, and offer those they come across a trick or treat. Except both options are, in fact, treats. 🍬 Tricks are treats specifically wrapped in a green wrapper that very clearly declares that they are tricks. Treats are wrapped in orange, and labeled with treat! Companion bots will recommend that those who do want to take a trick take them when they're beside their friends. There won't be any permanent effects from these, nor will they be terrible tricks - just fun ones! All effects last roughly 24 hours.

Giggle Drops cause uncontrollable giggling that bubbles up randomly, even during serious conversations.
Beasty Bites cause characters to grow small fangs, and they will begin craving red foods - apples, cherries, etc.
Bat Gummies cause small, bat-like shadows to follow characters around wherever they wander. These shadows are harmless, and super cute.
Pumpkin Puff is a cotton-candy-like treat, that causes their voices to change dramatically. Either becoming significantly deeper or perhaps very high-pitched, as if they've recently inhaled helium.
Floating Fudge gives characters the ability to float in the air! Just a few feet off the ground, but it's still fun. Right?

⏵ getting spooky! ⏴
Etraya is embracing the season - and maybe even going a little overboard.

Around the hospital, a few small pop-up shops are manned by festively dressed companion bots. They offer samples to everyone - although sampling isn't really necessary. After all, everything here is free!

Candy Shops: Perfect for stocking up on sweets and treats for the upcoming trick-or-treating event. These will not stock the tricks the companion bots offer around Etraya, but instead only carry harmless sweets. They do take custom requests, too, and are happy to create the treats others want!

Costume Shops: Find the perfect costume for Halloween! But beware... rumor has it, if you wear a costume, you might become whatever you dressed up as for a few hours. Those who put on vampire costumes may find themselves suddenly craving blood and growing fangs - those with werewolf costumes may find themselves feeling a little wolfish. These effects may last a few hours, up to a few days.

⏵ masquerade ⏴

In the spirit of mystery, Etraya will be hosting a Masquerade Ball outside the hospital through the nights of October 26th and 27th. Dance anonymously with other attendees and make new friends under the cover of your disguise. Everyone receives a single rose they can exchange with someone else throughout the evening. At the stroke of midnight, the roses will reveal the true identities of your masked dance partners. 🌹

⏵ all hallow's eve ⏴

On October 31st, multiple companion bots set up shop along one of the walkways through the larger island towards the center. With chairs and small booths set up, they offer candies out to trick-or-treaters who wander around through the first part of the night. Some of them will request trick-or-treaters to do a trick for them, to earn a bigger treat! They may ask characters to dance, sing, or show a talent unique to them. Can your character bend themselves into a pretzel? They want to see it, and will offer them a nice bracelet in exchange! Can they whistle super loud? Maybe they'll get a nice piece of kevlar armor after showing off. This can be anything within reason - bike parts, small weaponry, armor pieces, toys, canvases for painting. Please request these items HERE.

Not everything is as light-hearted as it seems, however. Aurora issues a warning to the citizens of Etraya: Do not stay outside after midnight. Strange happenings have been reported, and those who disobey may start seeing visions of past loved ones. The visions are compelling—guiding people away from the safety of the buildings and into the mysterious mist surrounding the outskirts.

But be careful, these spirits may not be as friendly as they seem.

If you come into contact with these ghosts, you’ll feel a chilling cold, leading to hypothermia-like symptoms. The longer you’re exposed, the worse it gets. Treatment? You’ll need to be warmed up quickly.

⏵ skellys! ⏴

The Companion Bots wanted to join in on the fun, so they painted themselves with glow-in-the-dark paint to look like skeletons. But in the dead of night, for those already suffering from the chilling touch of the ghosts, seeing glowing skeletons approach from the darkness might not be the most comforting sight. 🤖💀

Stay safe, warm up, and enjoy the festivities!

⏵ NOTES ⏴

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As far as Hob is concerned, Loki is as classy as any noble Hob has ever met. More so, even, though Loki does not act above others, making him far better company.

He takes a sip of the wine and finds it's quite good. Hob is pleased with it, judging by the look on his face, but he could be sipping water and still look just as happy to be in Loki's company.

"Oh, no, hardly." He doesn't think he's particularly noticeable in a room like this. Loki, on the other hand, stands out.

Hob should clearly watch his wording, especially in this world. Calling something dangerous, even as a joke, is probably enough to bother anyone.

"No, I mean.. not actually. Just that they're... challenging to eat because they're so sour. See?" He puts one of the sour ones in his mouth and... instantly regrets it.

"Oh God." The face he's making might suggest they're even more dangerous than he suspected.

Okay. [ It's an agreement to her offer, Gorgug turning on his foot in the direction that, checking, he can see the apartments some distance from where they are. He's fairly used to this side of Etraya to know where he's going, thankfully, and he tucks his hands away inside the pocket of his hoodie, out of the cold. ]

It's a pretty good prize right now, [ he remarks. ] I should see if they have any at the Kwik Trip. I don't usually stay out this late.

Honestly, he's glad he's got someone walking up behind him for once. It distracts him from seeing his sister, distracts him from the pain of being unable to save her - gives him an opportunity to breathe. He takes a deep breath, before he turns around to face the other, eyes moving between Grogug and the crystal in his hand.

"Yeah, I'm alive." He holds up his hand, resisting the urge to look back behind him to see if Lami was still standing there. "You seeing things too?"

Cause this place was definitely trying to make him face his past when he's buried many of those emotions by now. It's been what... sixteen years since he last saw his family alive?

He doesn't wait for an answer when he asks his next question. "Guessing that it's not unusual for this to happen?"

[ Did Fabian expect to find other people here possibly upset about the costumes? Sure.

.. not quite in this way though. He was expecting some general costume outrage, some general party outrage, but Heather doesn't seem like that at all. Especially since she doesn't really seem angry as much as she just seems sad.

W-Wait. Is she-- Is she crying?

Fabian instantly looks more awkward, but it's not like he wants to abandon her here by herself either if she's feeling that bad. So the guy slowly moves a bit closer to her, speaking up with a: ]

Hey, it's--

[ Gosh, now he's closer he can even see the costume.. That is what she's crying about? Is there something upsetting about writers? ]

This place is trying to upset us. [ Fabian finally manages to say, his eyebrows knitting together into a frown. ] Are you alright?

I--

[ It almost sounds like he's trying to protest that fact. The winking was kind of startling, after all.

But then he remembers his friend Fig, and-- well, this exactly like the sort of thing she'd do. Winking without context. Maybe it's a more widespread thing than he thought. The reminder of that seems to calm Fabian down a little, the energy seeming to seep out of him, leaving something a little more tired in its wake. ]

.. alright. Were you here to look at the costumes? I mean-- If you were, then you shouldn't be. None of us should be.

You have wings?

[ he squints like he thinks he might see them if he focuses hard enough, though obviously he doesn't. ]

... Depends on what you mean. I come from Heaven, where my kind is common; But there are far more humans than any other species inhabiting my universe, and they're naturally flightless.

( if one were to ask heather on her thoughts on vincent and what she knew of him, she wouldn't have much to say. from the time she first ran into him up until his death, she never really thought of him as more than the role the he had filled.

the menacing cult leader subtly trying to manipulate her for his own gain.

yet here she was, actually having a conversation with him and hearing more about his past. the feeling she got from this was eerie- it was as if she were unmasking a monster. yet this monster...was the only person she had from her world. she would be alone otherwise. )

I didn't know you had ever left that town. Why.....why did you return?

John was really hoping Harold would pack it up and leave him alone, but it doesn't seem like he's going to be lucky. Not with this transparent of an excuse to stick around. John's not even sure what for; it's not as if there's anything Harold can do. He has half a mind to protest and ask Harold to leave, but he caves at the last second and gets up.

"You good with pasta?" Spaghetti with meat sauce is quick, easy, and will hopefully get Harold out the door fast. John just kind of wants to go to sleep; he did skip dinner and can force himself to eat (will have to under Harold's watchful eye) but sleeping will give him more distance from what happened tonight.

"I don't think so, at least, not necessarily. A friend I made here, Natasha, she disappeared suddenly, but people from her world, including her sister, are still here, so their world must have a chance. Why Natasha was taken away, I don't know."

Hob just hopes she's all right and didn't just go back to being dead.

"Oh! My world is Earth, too, but I've also learned some versions of Earth are different. I think mine is pretty ordinary, but I'm sure everyone says that."

[ If that's a free place for people to stay, then Vax supposes it's his best option right now. Maybe he'll see others there who can tell him more about this place, too. ]

Good idea.

[ The longer they stick around, the more likely one of them will be tempted by another spirit, so Vax stands and removes the vest to offer it back to Heather. ]

Would you lead the way?

Yeah. Sort of. When we get back out there to help people, I'll show you.

[ Vax assumes Castiel isn't going to sit in here all night, and after what Vax experienced, he wants to make sure no one else freezes to death. Perhaps they could work together.

But, Heaven? His kind? ]

Are you a celestial?

Well there is always exploring this place more and securing one of those apartments for yourself.

( truthfully, if she wasn't so shaken up about the things that happened before arriving and upon her arrival, she would have been more eager to explore and search around some more.

however she was exhausted. going costume shopping and the masquerade was good enough for the time being. )

I guess I should try on the costume? Maybe you can tell me if it looks okay?

It's thanks to that scheming father of yours that I was able to leave.

[ Vincent casually says as he stands in front of one of the racks. He tilts his head this way and that; reaching out to flip through the costumes on either side to see if there is anything worth appreciating. ]

Found my way. Retired early. Experienced all the pleasures that monetary wealth could offer. [ He makes a flippant dismissive gesture with his hand and steps back, giving up on what is there. ] However, such pleasures did not lead to happiness.

[ Holding up his index finger, he chimes: ] But I was quite happy with the Order and its people. So I returned. [ Simple as that. A look crosses his expression as he blinks, like that doesn't sound right to him, but he shrugs and walks to check out the bobbles on a half-shelf. ]

"Do you know how long Natasha was here for before she disappeared?"

Vincent feels like he's coming to understand something, but maybe nothing. He is only grasping at strings, but, well, if there is one person who is somewhat good at guessing what an entity that acts in arbitrary "kindness" to people, it is him.

"That, so? How amazing." He leans in as he chimes those two words. "Mine is also very ordinary and I'm equally so. But... I guess we need to have worlds that are ordinary sometimes, right?"

[ Oh, two can play this game. ]

So I guess you have plenty of anecdotes?

[ John isn't going to justify Krouse's comments on himself, he's turning the conversation around. Certainly he's not going to tell any of his own stories. Not that he has them, to be clear. ]

[ Isolated cultures have a tendency to be interesting; there's a lot of Western influence in John's world and he wonders what kinds of differences in culture he'll find here. ]

Can you tell me more about where you're from? It's rare where I'm from to stay isolated.

[ He's not having to pretend to be interested in this topic, he's genuinely curious. ]

[ John nods in agreement. ]

I go to parties for work sometimes, but this is my first masquerade party. Have you been to a masquerade party before?

[ He's not giving out his name, but trading information certainly is on the table. ]

[ Oh John has been reading the network. It's been very informative. ]

Thanks, I'll make sure to keep an eye on it if I have any questions. Do you not use it?

( a world past the world of numbers, what even goes past that of the transcendental world is where she finds herself at a loss. she takes in the knowledge, see where she can apply it to her already known truth, but if the transcendental world where numbers and shape are true, and extended... then why does this world only show very little of the truth? this is where she has trouble, her eyes furrowing in thought trying to make sense of his words. )

The Transcendental World does as it says, it transcends, which gives it a higher status... the use of measurements, numbers, angles, even life is based on a mathematic structure, and that world has so much more...

( however, maybe he can give her an idea, place a thought in her head... give this world past the transcendental world a name. that's what she will do, many individuals can hardly fathom the world that they're in now, but he understands what should really be seen: shapes, patterns, numbers, angles, the circumference, and other important matters that build the world as it is.

she wants to ask, but as they're walking together, she finds herself taking another look of her surroundings that make the world. it is one thing at a time, especially when they have other conversations to have. the authenticity of this world and its reasons, what's true, what's false... it's a lot to think about as she is new, but this person speaks with a wide range of knowledge. )

How long have you been here? ( it gives her a timeframe to work with as she comes to a stop once he arm is held up. 37 does to finally take in the monastery that she takes in the dated appearance of it compared to the city that they're in. that's different, especially the structure of the walls and the shapes used to craft the building. it sounds out even in the darkness, but as he beckons her to kneel to take a better look at what's before her, she follows him down with a hand on his shoulder to ensure she doesn't fall. she measures the distance of him and what he wants to show, mirroring it perfectly as though there's a grid that splits between them telling her where to be. )

Naturally, the world is fixed in a natural ecological theatre, but what you have here is... perfectly measured in place.

( she says "in place" to warrant that it was put here to be like that, the different soil and texture doesn't match what she's seen before. closing her eyes, she reaches down to pick up some of the dirt to bring to her mouth— she's ate it before, finding it to have the taste of parallelograms.

... )

Would you consider this a shadow of the real thing?

[ 6 offers a small nod of understanding as linhardt explains more clearly his meaning, but it seems that his own words have been taken under just as much scrutiny. ]

My number and my name are the same. It is a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Linhardt.

[ still, perceptive as he is, he can sense the slight hint of disapproval in linhardt's voice. it is not his intention to argue over the nature of numbers, nor does he feel that it would be a productive use of their conversation. they are not on the island of apeiron, and there is little weight to the words of their scripture or their beliefs in a place such as this.

6 is not so prideful as to be unable to back down when he finds his footing is unsteady. ]

There are many characteristics of an irrational number that can lend to disorder, but we appear to come from different worlds. I respect that your views may be different, and in the end, they are only numbers.

[ it is better if they harmonize with those who have already made their homes here, working in tandem towards their mutual goal. ]

That is what seagulls do.

[ they harass people. hard for 6 to fault them for their inherent nature; your things get stolen, you hike back up the cliff to retrieve them from the nest the next morning. it's a simple, cyclical way of living in tandem with the creatures, but he gets the feeling that it isn't the fault of the seagull's crimes alone that fabian seems so mad.

it does squawk at them from where its landed, continuing to watch the two of them from above. ]

Have you encountered other nuisances here?

[ 6 has yet to, but that's why he asks — from the clear fact that the other has, the question is intended more as a request for more information about said nuisances. ]

...

[ for a moment 6 is quiet, as if hesitant to do so. ultimately, he lowers his head slightly; a nod of resignation. ]

If you wish.

[ he's not one to argue, and particularly not when he knows himself to be in the wrong. holding his blistered arm under one hand, which brushes against the skin as if attempting to smooth it back over, 6 takes a step back— two steps back. he keeps his gaze level on ▓▒▒ as he does so, ensuring that he does not lash out against 37 in his stead now, but instead he seems confident.

❝ Yes, yes! Our star of Hermes always sees the truth, does she not? Then punish this traitor. ❞ ]

( she takes his glasses in hand, holding them very gently as she's aware how important these are. sophia's father also used them, and if the case is the same as this person's, he can't do much without them. )

Tell me, what do you see?

( it's as simple as that, she doesn't ask for much but what his eyes can make out in the supposed blurry world. there's many methods to try and make him understand, but this is the safest one for an imaginary number such as himself.

there's the bot next to them, the individuals walking past with bags of candy in their hands; anything he picks out that he can describe will work, she just needs to hear it. )

( traitor? yes, that makes a lot of sense which 37 takes a deep breath understanding the situation. she never truly realized until this very moment, and that's why the prism at the tip of her fingers grow in size.

it bounces off her fingers, skipping in the air quickly and illuminating its surroundings— it widens, enough to envelop a person, and it does exactly that, fitting perfectly around ▓▒▒ and then it closes in a bright light that she hopes is enough to... )

Come on! This way!

( running forward, 37 darts past ▓▒▒ and instead grabs 6's wrist, and she pulls him southeast. it's deeper into the fog, but more so they can take a path that curves into another side of the city.

the lantern swings in her other hand now shining against 6. )

Do as I say!!

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