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∎ ETRAYA MODS ∎ ([personal profile] etrayamods) wrote in [community profile] etrayalogs2024-11-22 06:27 pm

November Mingle

WHO: Everyone!
WHEN: November 22nd - Early December
WHERE: Etraya
WHAT: The arrival of newcomers, and an unexpected guest!
NOTES\WARNINGS: N/A, please note any needed warnings in threads.



⏵ arrival ⏴

Welcome to Etraya!

Arrival goes as expected - or it would, except it is not just Aurora that greets the newcomers as they arrive. Certainly they receive their earpiece so they can communicate with one another as those before them have, however there is what seems to be a woman waiting for them that is of a more flesh and blood persuasion as they leave the hospital. She carries an air about her that isn't quite like the newcomers themselves, but she is decidedly not one of the companion bots, nor Aurora.

She has bone-straight blonde hair reaching past her shoulders, with a straight-cut fringe hanging above her eyes. The black dress that ends just before her mid-thighs also has a rather revealing neckline, though the sleeves which cover her arms almost feel like a mockery of modesty considering the rest. She is also wearing black stockings and black pumps, and the red of her lipstick is striking against the extreme contrast in shades she otherwise holds.

As each newcomer independently files out of the hospital, she makes certain to garner their individual attention, either with a wave of her hand, a wiggle of her fingers, or directly calling them over. She is persistent, and with being so new, it is wise to heed her. Not that anyone can force one to, if they choose to walk away, nor does she seem interested in trying to, but she has her means for those proving stubborn.

However, those who aren't...

“Hey! I know you’re not just walking past me. I’ve got- you know, plot relevant, written all over me. I picked this dress out just for you, you know?’

“C’mere, listen up. Mama’s got a little bit of homework for you, but it’s gonna help you, too, okay? I need you to go find the hot goss, the piping hot tea on the street for me. Find out what everyone’s saying about the people we’re stuck with, okay? People are a lot more relaxed and honest when they talk about others, right? This is about efficiency.

Efficiency, honey.

Don’t worry, I’ll be in the trenches, too. But make sure you come find me again. I’ll be around here, okay? I know you’re as confused as I am. Well no. I’m much less confused than you are. But if you can tell me about the people here, I’ll tell you more about where you are and what this is about.”


For those who ignored her, or those not newly arrived, they will receive a message through their earpiece:

“Girl. Hey. Listen. I’m kind of in a pinch, okay? I need like… a little favor. But its a fun favor! I need you to get your girl some info. I need the word on the street, honey. I need the tea piping hot- I need you to go talk to your friends, enemies, frenemies, butt buddies, cousins, and have them tell you about anyone they know. I need straight facts and good gossip on everyone here. And then get back to me. Kisses.

And this isn’t something for nothing. If you bring me some good goss, you’ll get some good info in turn about your whole situation. Cause that’s what you’re missing most besides home, right? Context.”




⏵ spill the tea ⏴



Tatianna having now tasked everyone (new and old) with finding out more about their fellow inhabitants—if not for their sake, for her curiosity—and in exchange she will give them valuable information that may aid them with acclimating here, or something far more valuable depending on how hot the goss is! However, she will not just hand out her secrets so easily, and so she will need one piece of gossip about each inhabitant. So she expects everyone to get mingling and talking, she isn't a charity here!

To assist in this, the companion bots have set up cozy little wicker daybeds around the main hub of the city. All of which are suspiciously cozy and warm once you have sat down on them, but especially so with the accompanying aroma of the tea wafting from the kettle which rests on the center table, accompanied by sweetmeats. The tea itself also stays warm despite the cool autumn air, and so long as you stay within the daybeds, the biting chill won't reach you either.

However, the tea is not only perpetually the right temperature, but it seems to have a way of loosening one's tongue. Especially the more one imbibes it. Did you mean to share that secret that might not have been yours to begin with? Or that personal detail about your best friend that wasn't meant to be known by anyone but who they themselves have told? Probably not, but the cat is out of the bag now, isn't it? Well, hopefully word won't get around...after all, it isn't likely who you are talking is going to tell everyone else, right? Right?

Adding to the oddity of it all, the tea one drinks might not be the same tea that their companion is drinking, despite it pouring from the same kettle. What might be one person's earl grey, is another's pumpkin spice chai. Whatever it may be that pours out, it certainly seems to be to one's liking, or its closest approximation. There's probably some deeper meaning in that, some sort of symbolism one might surmise from the nature of sharing gossip and it being tainted by personal bias, but who cares about navel gazing about such a thing?

After all, this is meant to be an enjoyable endeavor! Getting to know your fellow inhabitant should feel as comfortable as catching up with an old friend. What better way than to do it by sharing tea you both will enjoy? ☕


⏵ close knit ⏴


As the tail end of November draws nearer, people will have already begun to see the first flakes of snow. It grows colder, and while there isn't quite a blizzard or a snow storm happening, the snow does not seem to let up with its descent. It doesn't quite get so cold that it is untenable, of course, but it would be advisable to bundle up! In fact, the companion bots seem to be on the case with assisting in just that!

Around the city people will find groups of companion bots busily knitting sweaters, scarves, gloves, hats, and so forth. In fact, the moment they see someone they clock as not quite bundled enough, they will insist on supplying them with whatever they deem as being without. Are you already wearing a scarf? Well, clearly you need two of them! How about the gloves? Couldn't hurt to have several pairs!

However, that isn't all that's available to people, after all there are cafes out and about where one might get a hot beverage to help fight off the cold, but for those less inclined for such establishments, the companion bots are here to serve! There is at least one companion bot per knitting group that seems to have hot cocoa on hand. If they see someone who is looking particularly cold (almost everyone is, the companion bots aren't particularly keen on the signs of successful temperature regulation), they will have a paper cup of hot cocoa imposed upon them that has their name on the side.

Or, sort of. It is at least a close approximation of their name, or maybe it is an alternate spelling? Really, who can blame the bots for getting confused, there are so many of you!


⏵ snow more games ⏴


The snow is here to stay, but that doesn't mean that it has to be a bad thing! With everyone well supplied in their winter garb, the companion bots have set up spots for fun activities! Perhaps the inhabitants would enjoy a fun snowball fight, or some sledding? Some of the waters have frozen over, so ice skating is always a possibility too. Though one might want to be careful if they are to venture past what the companion bots have marked as safe.

Some of the companion bots are trying their best at making a snowman, but all their efforts seem to come out rather...square. They're trying their best, but maybe they can learn by following the inhabitant's examples. There are others that will offer gold star stickers to those who seem to dominate in the snowball fights, but unfortunately the stickers don't stick too well with all the snow. Well, they tried!

People will still find bots out and about with nice warm beverages available to fight off the cold, too. That service will continue to be available for the foreseeable future. Similarly, if someone comes out who is a little too under-dressed for the weather, the bots might have to pick up those knitting needles again, so be sure to put on your winter clothes..!



⏵ NOTES ⏴


To report information to Tatianna, do so here! She will only give each person their rewarded information once she has a bit of information on each character in the game. Each bit of gossip does not require a thread to count though it should be IC knowledge gained through IC means. Try to check what gossip has been given to her already, because doubling up will not yield results! Good luck!

For all questions relating to this log, please refer to the mod queries comment. All other questions can be directed to the FAQ.

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leastdramatic: (Quiet contemplating)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-11-23 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Apparently, yeah. Don't ask me how that works though. That's just what they said after coming back up.

Other stuff happened so at this point, anything's possible.
leastdramatic: (It's not me)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-11-23 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Jason frowns. He thought as much before Ed answered.

"Let's try to make this quick so you can get back inside," he says. "Gossip could be anything, right?"
decodex: (pic#17490118)

[personal profile] decodex 2024-11-23 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
...

Sounds like I might need to rethink this plan.

( still, it's good. it's good to know what he's getting himself into, even if he has no idea how to handle it. )

Are there stores here? Places for supplies?
banworthy: (9)

1/2

[personal profile] banworthy 2024-11-23 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
We were given the chance for it.

[ He cocks his head to the side as he offers a smile. ]

Which is more than we were able to experience before. [ Breathing in, he rolls the teacup in his hands. ] God gave us death, time, and Hell. [ He pulls his hand away from the cup to flick his fingers out as he ticks off what was gifted to them. ]

When humanity asked for salvation, they meant from their current strife. She didn't want a temporary solution, so forced upon us a permanent solution. However, she didn't just offer a stick with no carrot. She also promised Paradise, too, but burned through her mortal vessel before she could do more.

[ His shoulders give a small shrug. ] However, she promised that she would come back to fulfill her covenant with us. So, because she couldn't give Paradise on earth, she would accept the souls of the faithful to her side and watch over them until her return.
fullmeddle: (uggggh)

[personal profile] fullmeddle 2024-11-23 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"I guess."

He lives in a small town and he knows how gossip works, but he's not super-interested in whatever Tatianna's selling.
leastdramatic: (Welp)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-11-23 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Depends on what you need. Don't think we got a military depo though if you still wanna go down into the hospital.

[Jason himself does want to explore but the problem is how much proper planning is needed for non-powered humans]
banworthy: (15)

[personal profile] banworthy 2024-11-23 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, don't.

[ He chimes after his sermon. ]

I realize I have it easy, but you really shouldn't give up. You've lost your faith and death is looming as soon as you return. But if you completely give up, well, what would you have left to say is worthwhile?

[ This is a pep talk. ]
leastdramatic: (Kind of)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-11-23 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Could be worth a shot," Jason says. "She said 'straight facts' and 'good gossip.' Sounds pretty open ended."
decodex: (pic#17499004)

[personal profile] decodex 2024-11-23 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
I do, yeah. But... feels like that's gonna take some time. Gonna take a while to get to that point.

( area 51 wasn't stormed in a day. )

In the meantime, stuff like food, and water, and a place to sleep, and maybe a few pencils... That'd be nice, I think.
leastdramatic: (It's not me)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-11-23 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jason nods]

Those are a lot easier to come by. Why pencils?
decodex: (pic#17490134)

[personal profile] decodex 2024-11-23 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Really?

...I'm sorry, man. Mammoth.

( no, he's not going to get over the fact that he's talking to an extinct species. )
decodex: (pic#17490129)

[personal profile] decodex 2024-11-23 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
To write things down.

( weird question. )

I'm getting a lot of information, here. Wouldn't hurt to, you know... log it.
leastdramatic: (This should be fun)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-11-24 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
[A corner of Jason's lip twitches]

You a reporter?
decodex: (pic#17490100)

[personal profile] decodex 2024-11-24 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
That obvious?
leastdramatic: (Snort)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-11-24 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Jason snorts]

It was either that or a cop.
decodex: (pic#17491880)

[personal profile] decodex 2024-11-24 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
You're not.

( because a new person wouldn't be nearly as comfortable as this guy appears to be. )

What can you tell me about this place?

( don't take it personally; eddie is asking everyone for information. he'll even take this second silly scarf and... loop it around his neck. it's definitely overkill, but look how trustworthy it makes him look! you gotta trust a guy wearing two scarves! )
fullmeddle: (this is my serious face.)

[personal profile] fullmeddle 2024-11-24 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
"So? What would you want her to know?"

It's not like Edward's going to dig for gossip. If Tatianna wants to know things, he's giving her pre-approved information.
heavensnight: (Don't bring me to tеars)

[personal profile] heavensnight 2024-11-24 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
But when you think of tea, you think of royalty. Fancy tea sets and the like. Coffee? Well, I just think of tired people.

Which I think most of us must be.

[she takes a sip of her tea and shrugs.] I guess there's some theme they're going for.
bigpoofymammoth: (Ice Age 3)

[personal profile] bigpoofymammoth 2024-11-24 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
It’s fine. I don’t think I'm the only one here who misses home and everyone waiting there for us.

[It only occurred to him just now that he hasn’t introduced himself to the person he’s speaking to.]

Manfred, but others call me Manny.
batsymbol: 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚕 (pic#16115805)

[personal profile] batsymbol 2024-11-24 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
( No. He's not. It's been... a little over six months now? Give or take, he figures. He's a little surprised he's still here — that it's been half a year he's been in Etraya and away from Gotham. From Alfred. Things he doesn't like to think about too much but he can't help when he's lost in his own thoughts.

Another glance around, he looks back to the guy — eyes the overkill with the scarves before he's looking back up to him. )


Didn't read the brochure, I take it.

( Deadpanned sarcasm, naturally. )
heavensnight: (Well I have a fun idea babe)

[personal profile] heavensnight 2024-11-24 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
[she raises her eyebrows.] Flattery? Any decent girl knows to accept a compliment so thank you. [there's a joke somewhere that she isn't that but she decides not to.

taking a sip of her tea, she answers,]
They're more interested in my dancing and seeing the clothes I can get off. Unless they're obsessed with their dead wife. [much like Vincent had done earlier, that had been spit out and she is surprised she said it.

that's unfortunate.]


Hm. Probably not a good conversation to be having with a man so worried about people losing the meaning of the good word. [she'll just bring it back onto something he'd wanted to change the subject on.]
heavensnight: (I know I have good taste)

tea time

[personal profile] heavensnight 2024-11-24 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
What, with the sexy lady?

[of course that is the thing Maria would comment upon first as she sits down with Ivan. though it's ironic because Maria is also wearing a short black dress with a revealing neckline.]

I thought she had style. [she knows this is not what Ivan was talking about when he wanted to talk about that woman.]

decodex: (pic#17490120)

[personal profile] decodex 2024-11-24 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
Not sure how much propaganda's gonna help.

( he got the lowdown from aurora, and then he was accosted by tatianna, tasked with collecting gossip. he's not going to collect gossip, naturally. that's not going to help him, and he doesn't trust this 'tatianna' person will really tell him what he needs to know if he shares that his neighbor has a crush on their mailman, or whatever.

people, other residents, they seem more reliable. )


You know if they're telling the truth? Is our world really in danger? ...Part of it has to be true. I mean, we've got mammoths, and talking cats, and aliens here. We can't all come from the same place.
leastdramatic: (Waiting)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-11-24 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
And there lies the rub. Truthfully Jason doesn't want her to know anything. But best to try and get it over with, especially if there's a loophole.

"Hmm... Guess it doesn't count if it's ourselves."
bootyshortsforoldmen: (I can’t help it)

tea

[personal profile] bootyshortsforoldmen 2024-11-24 12:52 am (UTC)(link)

See, that’s exactly what I was thinking.

[Hank sees it’s the guy from that weird food mingle — the one who killed a bunch of people.

Which would be a terrible greeting, even by his standards, so he just keeps talking as he sits down. Wasn’t invited? Doesn’t matter.]

What’s with this place and always offerin’ tea?

[He’s nosy so he does take a peek at the laptop, and it’s just — data? Numbers? Spreadsheets?

Hank is still frowning when he gets his own cup: green tea. It tastes like dirt, but savory dirt, almost. Worse: it tastes healthy.]

Name’s, uh, Hank, by the way.

[Part of him had really wanted this all to be a bad dream.

But it’s not — or else it’s just a very, very long dream — so Hank can at least offer the courtesy of telling people his name. So everyone knows who to steer clear from: “You met Hank? Yeah, fuck that guy.”]