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∎ ETRAYA MODS ∎ ([personal profile] etrayamods) wrote in [community profile] etrayalogs2024-12-21 05:15 pm

DECEMBER MINGLE

WHO: Everyone!
WHEN: December 21st - Early January
WHERE: Etraya
WHAT: Newcomers, a surprise gift from Tatianna, and a visitor!
NOTES\WARNINGS:



⏵ arrival ⏴

Welcome to Etraya!

Arrival goes as expected - characters awaken on hospital beds and are offered an explanation of their situation: that they have arrived in the city of Etraya, and they are their world's only hope. They are welcome to wander the hospital if they would like to - the upper floors are mostly empty, full of pristine hallways and numerous rooms filled with supplies, cots, and things one would expect from a relatively average 21st-century hospital.

The lobby is filled to the brim with tables of freshly baked goods. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" banners are taped to the walls, and several other typical birthday decorations can be found in this area. A few of the baked goods tables are lined with massive cakes covered in unlit candles, just waiting for someone to grab a lighter and sing off-key. Is it anyone's birthday? Who knows! The companion bots seem to believe it's every new arrival's birthday and will greet them as such - with friendly waves and cheers as they make their way to the lobby.

A coat rack is situated by the doors leading out of the hospital, covered in warm clothing that fits the new arrivals just right - whether it's to their preferred style or not is something else entirely. Some of them appear normal enough. Others? Well. They can't all be perfect, now can they?

Outside the windows, the grass is covered in a couple of inches of loosely packed snow.

We hope you enjoy your stay.


⏵ an unexpected gift ⏴


Out by the hospital stands a tall, decorated tree covered in candles and golden pinecones with a handsome, red velveteen tree skirt. In front of it are a few oversized wrapped gifts for show- and atop one of those sits a familiar woman. Or unfamiliar, if this is your first time.

It's Tatianna in a slutty Santa outfit with a big ol’ burlap sack.

“Hey, I got something for you,” she says, digging into the bag and rummaging for a moment.

She produces a painted egg and holds it aloft.

“It’s your Winter Solstice Egg! This is the egg holiday, right? Wait, shit. I’m mixing them up, aren’t I? ...Well. It’s a little late to change it. Here you go!”

How one treats their egg is fully up to themselves. They can choose to ignore it entirely, or destroy it and leave the yolk and innards to rot on the ground. They can hand it over to someone else or care for it as if it were something precious. No one will prevent them from doing whatever they please with it!


⏵ naughty or nice ⏴
However, how they treat the egg will define how the egg treats them in return.

Those who keep the egg and tend to it will get the benefit of being able to watch it hatch seven days after they are handed the egg. Eggs that are treated with attention and love may yield a loyal companion, or a weapon of choice that always returns to its owner, while neglected eggs may yield a curious, cursed trinket or an animal who treats its new owner very much the same way its owner had treated it before it was born.

Please submit an egg request below for what items you would like your character's eggs to hatch into! Please note that these cannot be things that would be applicable in the game.

Those whose eggs are destroyed or forgotten will simply get the gift of... nothing!


⏵ free your spirit ⏴


With the winter chill gripping the air, a mysterious figure makes their presence known in Etraya - a towering, horned creature dragging a massive sack behind them.

𝓐 𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖇𝖚𝖎𝖑𝖙 𝖔𝖓 𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖜𝖊𝖆𝓴 𝖋𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓.


Regardless of a character's strengths or weaknesses, they will find that when Krampus raises his massive sack over their head, they are powerless to stop him from catching them. Those capable of great magical feats or other supernatural abilities will sense something... otherworldly about Krampus, but will not be able to place the source of that sensation.

Once within Krampus' sack, they are welcome to fight, but escape is impossible. It will feel as if Krampus is dragging them over every rock possible, dragging the sack in through the rivers to the point it soaks through and drenches them - potentially almost drowning them.

When the sack opens, they will find themselves in an impossibly dark space. Around them are others who have also been captured and dragged here by Krampus, trapped in small cages hanging from a massive, wiry tree.

Krampus will return often, banging clawed hands and birch rods on the walls of the cages and knocking them into one another.
𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖘𝖘𝖘𝖘𝖘.

The whisper resonates through the darkened area, regardless of Krampus' presence. Confess your secrets, and be freed. Otherwise? You'd better hope someone figures out where Krampus has set up base; those who refuse to confess may find themselves stuck here forever.

⏵ NOTES ⏴


Krampus' base is under Etraya! Deep within the catacombs, he has set up multiple cages to capture those who inhabit Etraya to punish them for their naughty habits. Fighting him is possible! Defeating him by means of combat is not, however, possible. Think of it like fighting a god: Krampus creates the rules in the space around him, including who can use what ability.

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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banworthy: (15)

[personal profile] banworthy 2024-12-25 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
What's that?

[ His eyes snap to the pier, like he's thinking of throwing the whole bag of goods into the water just for that comment alone. ]
simpcard: (it's hard to look right at you)

[personal profile] simpcard 2024-12-25 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, but--"

Kimie accepts the thanks that she's been given but continues to give Kirk a worried look. Maybe it seems like she's underestimating him? If Hikaru Gero was here, he'd also be able to keep his calm; he'd figure out what the next step would need to be and what step was needed after that, and so on. But he's also human.

She knows the man in her mind isn't as perfect as she thinks, but she believes in him so much. That's why, she doesn't want to let him down, either.

"--I did something embarrassing, so you can do something embarrassing without worry." A small smile. "So you can blame it on me, if you like?"
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[personal profile] levelshift 2024-12-25 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
[This feels like a lost cause. He's dropped off the medicine at least, so that's something.

Accelerator turns away, waving a hand before jamming both into the pockets of his coat.]


Nevermind, I'm fucking out. Have fun being sick.
godsandbats: Icon made by <user name=pyrophoric> (Foretelling vile)

[personal profile] godsandbats 2024-12-25 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
Kirk hadn't given much thought to how off-putting his stoicism is to other people. It's partially because he doesn't need to interact with too many people these days and partially because he usually doesn't care. This was awkward.

"It's nothing like that," Kirk says, trying to reassure her. "I'm just not one for yelling. You didn't do anything wrong."
zauneyete: (What were the terms and conditions)

[personal profile] zauneyete 2024-12-25 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
I don't really care either way.

[ He says, dourly. He looked back at Tatianna, and then back at the other person. ] If their criteria for whether my world has value is whether I take an egg or not, then they have a poor criteria indeed. If it is based on how I treat it, then they are also fools. It's an egg.

[ He doesn't doubt that it's deeper than that. It had better be, for him to be examining it like this. Unfortunately, right now, he's still wrestling with the thrice-punch of being dead, seeing his nemesis, his daughter — and that wasn't even counting This.

Give an old man more than a few hours, and he'll have five different plans, plots, and reasons for what's happening to work through.

Right now? He's still trying to figure out how to use the doors. And this is a bit much.
]

So I don't know what to believe.

[ Hell, right now? He's supposed to be dead.

He doesn't turn around, but that doesn't exactly hide the bullet holes on his shirt. Someone's still not changed.
]
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[personal profile] banworthy 2024-12-25 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
I will.

[ Sneering yet again, he supposes he could choose something else to tell Accelerator to leave, but the teen's already going so there's no need to say anything more.

Shuffling back to the citadel, he glances once more toward the pier. He could throw everything into the water as the esper goes! He could show him he doesn't need anything and so doesn't intend to pay back any debt.

However, Accelerator also didn't say anything else, so -- he'll let it pass and keep what has been given to him. ]
simpcard: (i trade my soul for a wish)

[personal profile] simpcard 2024-12-25 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay." She nods, feeling a little more reassured.

"Next time, or um, when you feel like yelling and don't feel up to doing it! Just call me and I'll come yell with you, okay, Kirk?"
zauneyete: (Put threaten children on my schedule)

[personal profile] zauneyete 2024-12-25 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
I don't care what magnitude it requires.

[ He hissed, finally diverted from his kicking. Silco's having a bit of a time. It's clear, the way his eyes spin to the Custodian, that he's having a bit of an episode. Maybe it's the fact that he's trapped, maybe it's the fact that he doesn't want to be here, or the trip in the sack, or the request for secrets. ]

That's the point. They want us to give away bits and pieces of us already. [ He moves to the side closest to him, and gestures out of the bars. His other hand reaches up to run through his hair, putting it back to rights. ]

Don't you see? We show up in a strange land, and already they want us to give up our secrets? Through some creature that takes us?

[ He shook his head. ] I will not so easily capitulate.
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[personal profile] godsandbats 2024-12-25 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine," Kirk says. He doesn't know if he'll ever take up her offer but just like her suddenly taking his hand and leading him outside, he won't say no for now. It's silly but not worth fighting.

"Maybe when I'm having a bad enough day."
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[personal profile] zauneyete 2024-12-25 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ Now see Carver, that's a smart thing to do. It's exactly what Silco would be doing, if he wasn't having a hell of a week. Give him some time, huh? Maybe when he's not quite as in a State here, maybe when he's had the time to adjust.

Instead, he just snapped his head toward him, giving Carver a full view of his angry, scarred face. The pit of his eye, the glow.

It's unpleasant. It's unnerving. He sneered from where he was, his clothing full of bullet holes and stab marks.
]

Why? Do you need your rest? We should be trying to get our way out of here, and you're busy complaining about the noise?
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[personal profile] simpcard 2024-12-25 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Great." She beams up at him. "Well, not great, but great."

Cupping her hand around her mouth, she stage whispers to him. "But also, you can yell when you're having a good day." Pausing, she smiles big and wide at him. "I hope you can do that one day, too! 'Cause that means, you're winning, I think!"
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[personal profile] godsandbats 2024-12-25 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Winning?" Kirk asks, not sure what Kimie means. If the answer is "winning at life" then there's a deep sense of irony given just how he needs to live.
zauneyete: (And so then I just)

presidential alert: the dads are fightingggggg

[personal profile] zauneyete 2024-12-25 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ He was so keyed up, so angry, that he hadn't even noticed the looming presence behind him. Silco doesn't have the sense for the fight like Vander had, he doesn't have the finely tuned senses that the other man had always had. At one point, they had been better, but Silco was thinner, and weaker. Less focused on physical fighting, and more a man who was better suited behind a desk.

Unfortunately, Vander also knew the way to get Silco to do anything.

He knew what he was doing.

He very nearly jumped slightly, his shoulders rising at the voice of the other dead man, and he turned his head up to look at him. Look, Silco is short, but he's not that short. He looks diminutive next to the larger man. Small, lean, and hateful.
]

You're not taking Anything of mine. Give me that!

[ He snaps, and his fingers whip out to take the egg. They wrap around the thing, but he doesn't do much else with it.

Tatianna really is just standing there like 🧍‍♂️

Silco tries to step out from near Vander, the wound in his stomach aches from being near the man again.
]

And look, you've even taken care of your high. [ He leaned to the woman, and told her: ] He's been on drugs, you know. Likely not the best caretaker.
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[personal profile] simpcard 2024-12-25 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, winning."

Kimie isn't quite where she wants to be, but she's one step further than she was. She can yell loudly about how great she is and hope one day that it'll be true. But she isn't sad because she has so many people she cares about and they care about her. Since she loves so much, she takes one more step to be a little better than the person she was yesterday.

"Doing a little better than before!" A beat. "I don't think you're sad, Kirk. I don't know you enough to say something like that, anyway. But, to yell loudly, in good days and bad, I think means that you're winning against whatever day it is."
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[personal profile] wolfish 2024-12-25 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Been a couple months now," Yuri replies with a shrug. Other things have happened since, but that incident will stick with him. People losing themselves to some pervasive influence always will. A loss of agency is, after all, his nightmare scenario. "Haven't seen something like it since, but I don't take that to mean we won't."
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[personal profile] zauneyete 2024-12-25 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Silco turned to the boy, and tipped his head. In the dim light with the cages, Silco certainly stands out. Sure, he's thin, and small, and looks like the kicking isn't even remotely effective, but you know? It's been a long few days.

He's allowed to flip out.

The most notable thing that Jason would see was the bright, shining left eye. It doesn't blink.
]

How fantastic that you have worthless confessions, hm? [ He tipped his head back, when he looked at him. ]

I do not conceal meaningless things, in contrast.

[ He does, but. Petty. ]
nobraincell: (sometimes i have opinions)

[personal profile] nobraincell 2024-12-25 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
My natural temperature is pretty high.

[Or maybe that's just in comparison with his brother? Hm...he looks down at the lump in his shirt.]

...How much padding? I could go get more.
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[personal profile] godsandbats 2024-12-25 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
It's a hopeful message and maybe one Kirk needs at times. Over a decade of being a vampire and he still has his days when things seem grimmer than usual.

"Like a release valve I suppose," Kirk says. He knows he's more inclined to bottle things up than just shout them out. It tends to feel like the safer option.
zauneyete: (pic#17504652)

fuck it we ball

[personal profile] zauneyete 2024-12-25 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
Anything better back there than beer?

[ Look, right now Silco needs two things. Well, three, actually, but he'll settle for two. Something to smoke, something to drink, and a place to settle in and get working. He's already scoped out the apartment, and found it wanting. He did not sign his name on the door, but instead scratched a sign that only someone like Sevika, or Jinx would know. Something that would not let him be discovered by other entities in the area.

Thus far, he's changed into clothing that doesn't show off the bullets on his stomach, he's filched a few packs of cigarettes from a shop, and even found a few cigars. And a lighter.

Never doubt Zaunites to be self-reliant, and able to take what they can.

He tossed the box of smokes on the bar, and the lighter. He already has a cigarillo in his mouth, though it's hardly what he prefers. It's... something at least.
]
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[personal profile] godsandbats 2024-12-25 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Many things seem possible here," Kirk agrees. Just the idea that they've all been suddenly pulled in across the multiverse and fed a dubious excuse for why suggests many things. Particularly if so-called hosts (wardens?) were holding them captive for darker reasons.

"How long have you been here?"
cantilevers: (05)

when aren't the dads fighting these days?

[personal profile] cantilevers 2024-12-25 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
[The corner of his lips curled in a satisfied smile, tired though it was. He offered Tatianna a little charismatic wink as if sharing some kind of inside secret with her, which this may have been given the objective was accomplished. Silco had an egg and was making less of a scene at her and more in his direction.

His own egg was in hand, and he didn't contest Silco moving away from him. He shrugged his shoulders at the accusations of drug use, as it was the truth. After the agony of coming down from it, there was no point contesting it. He simply wanted something to eat and to lay down to catch some sleep which had been elusive and filled with horrible nightmares.]


Thanks for the little fella, ma'am.

[Did he know what else annoyed Silco? Yes, yes he did. That was ignoring the man, which he currently was doing as he turned and began to walk away to search of anywhere that had a safe source of nutrition. He would take just about anything that would fill the empty gnawing of his stomach except of course more Shimmer (though he might actually think about it should it be provided).

He didn't look back, didn't talk back (yet), and didn't provide more than a cursory investigation of hospital rooms. Now where was that food someone told him about? Never trust robots, but right about now, he might risk it.]
wolfish: (lean)

[personal profile] wolfish 2024-12-25 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, right around half a year now..." Yuri says it casually, as though he hasn't counted the days. No one needs to know how very aware he is of the true length of his tenure. Well, no one but Dimitri, but now he's apparently vanished.

Hopefully he went home. Hopefully his war is over. Yuri sorely wishes to believe it, though he struggles to. "Others have been here far longer, if the network's anything to go by."
simpcard: (don't ask me)

[personal profile] simpcard 2024-12-25 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
"You got it!" She rapidly pats his shoulder and back as she's happy that he follows her line of logic.
ascarylady: (115;)

ok i swear this one is a real tag now

[personal profile] ascarylady 2024-12-25 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sevika will take one look at the eye on that sign later and shake her head, man. Shake her head. But for now, she looks up briefly from fiddling with the HUD from her earpiece as Silco walks in. She's been trying to pick up on how to use it as fast as possible, but...

She sets it down next to the pack of smokes. It's been giving her a headache, anyway.
]

Should be.

[ Nothing but idle grumbling while she turns on the stool to see what's racked into the bar's shelves behind her. It doesn't take too long to find a whiskey. She'll snag that and a lowball glass as she turns back to set both down on the bartop. ]

Where'd you find those?
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[personal profile] tinflower 2024-12-25 10:35 am (UTC)(link)
Gorgug grimaces. "I bet a creep has. But not the kind of creepy who'd admit it. But-- it might be possible. Just to get a ping if someone's near you with one. I could try it," and be a creep, "but... you think you know anyone good at tech like that?"