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Entry tags:
- !mingle log,
- arcane: caitlyn kiramman,
- batman wfa: jason todd,
- bungo stray dogs: osamu dazai,
- detroit become human: hank anderson,
- dimension 20: gorgug thistlespring,
- final fantasy xvi: barnabas tharmr,
- final fantasy xvi: cidolfus telamon,
- have you seen my brother: chu wenshan,
- have you seen my brother: ouyang duyu,
- ice age: manny,
- mcu: eddie brock,
- person of interest: harold finch,
- silent hill 2: maria,
- silent hill 3: heather mason,
- the walking dead: brandon carver,
- ✘ blade of the immortal: asano rin,
- ✘ final space: little cato,
- ✘ hannibal: will graham,
- ✘ magic knight rayearth: hikaru shidou,
- ✘ original: ivan niklaus,
- ✘ silent hill 2: james sunderland
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.
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?’ 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.  ⏵ 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..! 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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she wasn't quite looking for a mother, but maria seemed to invoke a sense of comfort and warmth within heather. almost like an older sister she wanted to be protected by and protect. perhaps it was foolish on her part- after all, she had been manipulated by adults all of her life. when she thought about what her father would say though? she knew he would like her too. )
If you're really worried, you can always drink with me on guard duty. I'll make sure you don't get into too much trouble. Alternatively, you can always make more friends around here-
remember what I said before? It's better to have as many allies as you can.
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[though it didn't seem like Heather needed anybody else being a responsible adult. it felt more like Heather needed someone to be comfortable with. someone she could rely on and Maria didn't think she was that good of a choice, she still wanted to offer it. whatever that meant, if she could really manage that. she just felt very affectionate towards Heather and just wanted to be there for her.]
But you're sounding like a responsible adult, making sure I'm making friends. Yes, I've been trying to make friends. "Allies".
[and it was going better than she thought it would.]
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( her voice became a bit more serious at this comment, but soon she smiled. it was clear that the man who lost everything and still dedicated himself to raising her, a child who wasn't even of his own blood had influenced her deeply. she hadn't told maria yet of what happened to him, but based on how she spoke, it was clear he was no longer around. )
Well I'm just trying to make sure you're prepared before another mission happens. They apparently give us a week's warning, but it's always a wildcard as to what is going to happen.
Frankly, someone told me I should get a gun as soon as possible.
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Maria has considered the missions and how she's sure she is not going to be any good at them. or helpful. what skills does she have? though she keeps those very negative thoughts to herself. really, Heather didn't need Maria's struggles on her plate.]
Before people take this as a contest and start trying to take out the competition?
[which seemed very likely to happen. it was amazing it wasn't already happening.]
cw: cannibalism/death mentions
( it's a soft and subtle comment, a smile still lingering on her face. however as soon as maria brought up that little detail, heather couldn't help but look worried herself. it wasn't something she had thought about-
after all people here had been incredibly kind to her with the few and rare exceptions such as vincent and hannibal. frankly the latter terrified her but there wasn't much she could do about that other than to avoid him. could that kindness from the others had been some kind of manipulation? the thought began to nestle in her, wondering if there was anyone she could trust. )
It seemed more like a warning towards whatever Echo and Aurora might have in store for us, but you could be right. Before you came here, someone...
( should she be mentioning this? it almost felt like gossip which she hated but... )
Had been murdered and their flesh...had been fed to us at a party. As it turns out, Aurora, much less Echo, didn't seem to care about that happening.
cw: cannibalism/death mentions
way more dangerous.
well. she was used to it. one doesn't get impaled by a spear twice without always feeling like your life may just be on the line.]
So then anything is fair game here. Lovely. What happened to the murderer?
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( heather truly hated the idea of burdening anyone with such a difficult story, and she really wasn't trying to go around telling a story that wasn't hers. yet she had been there at the party, she had met hannibal, seen his questionable artwork, and consumed that meat.
it was difficult to abide by it, especially when she had such a strong sense of justice. yet she felt she had to relent to it, accept it. especially with how morally grey things were here. )
They're still around...and to be honest I wouldn't want to make them an enemy so I'll tell you their name at a later time unless you find out somehow. I would just be wary of anyone too interested in the arts.
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[she is trying to go through in her mind if she's met anybody that had been an artist or cared a lot about it. she can't really recall if anybody stood out.]
Nothing was done. Not even by one of us? [nobody went vigilante on this? there had to be someone who could have handled this.]
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( really, samil had just gone on the network to warn everyone of what had happened to him. heather didn't want to open old wounds, so she really just asked him to confirm that well...
he was the victim. )
I guess my point is, always remain vigilant.
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But yeah, no kidding. I think I need to that stun gun more than ever. Even if I can't aim a gun, I can do that much.
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( the truth was, she had only just learned that not only did echo bring people from the dead [as in dead in their worlds], but that it was willing to make accommodations for those who were unable to return back to their world. heather wasn't quite sure what to make of such a controversial host- on the one hand, they turned their back on something like murder and cannibalism, yet they were willing to help people who had no home to return to.
it made heather upset to say the least, but she wasn't going to go into it with maria. )
Well we can work on that, but I won't hold you up any longer for now. I'm starting to get cold and I bet you are too-
Unless you want to go somewhere more warm? No pressure.
( with this turn though, heather was less stressed out and now feeling rather sheepish. she felt strange asking this woman to spend more time with her, but she also didn't want all of her time to be spent with just her. the choice was ultimately hers. )
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but still, people were kind. Heather had been more than kind and for someone like Maria; it meant a lot. she kept it under wraps how touched she was because that wasn't normal. even she knew that much. so she would try to be normal, react to Heather's kindness like anybody else might. but she wanted to be around people as much as she could be.]
How about we go somewhere warm together? We can chat more. Maybe about something less depressing. If we just stick to sadness then we'll drive ourselves crazy and this place will do that to us. Let's not do it to ourselves, right?
[and it seemed like Heather needed some cheer. Maria sorely wanted it herself.]
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( it was painfully clear heather needed the cheer, because the moment maria offered such a wonderful suggestion, she couldn't help but wrap her arm around the other and tug her along towards one of the coffee shops in the distance. )
You can tell me if you've settled into one of the apartments here, and we can setup a date to do our hair. If you haven't already, I can also teach you how to swipe cigarettes from the convenience store.
( she's clearly getting ahead of herself here, but she couldn't help it. maria had, intentionally or not, made a place in heather's heart and she couldn't resist bonding with her more. )