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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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leastdramatic: (Suckers)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-12-29 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Jason makes an encouraging smile. Or maybe it's a mischievous smirk? What they're planning to do isn't exactly wholesome. Either way, Jason is ultimately upon for taking some more drastic actions in getting more information about Etraya.

"Same. I'll let you know what's going on about the tech stuff," he says.
codicies: (incredulous)

Dylan Brock | OTA | will match style!

[personal profile] codicies 2024-12-29 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
01. birthday boy (Inside hospital)

Hospitals aren't pleasant places in the best of times, and Dylan's last foray into a medical setting involved fighting his way through armed guards to escape. Despite how quiet these hospitals are, Dylan's still half-expecting some goons to appear and start chasing him down. Yet he emerges into the lobby without incident, greeted by the bright colors of a birthday celebration.

He's ready to quietly slip around and not interrupt someone else's party, but a robot shoves a plate of cake and pizza into his hands, congratulating him for another year alive. Dylan looks dumbfounded for a moment, but his last birthday had come and gone without much fanfare — Maybe a belated celebration is better than none at all.

"Yeah, okay, sure." Dylan tears off a piece of cake from his slice, not even bothering with utensils as he pops it into his mouth. "Happy sweet sixteen to me, I guess."


-

02. uneggspected gift (outside hospital)

Look, Dylan doesn't have a lot of nice things. His focus back home was mainly day-to-day survival. Here, that doesn't seem to be an issue — So when he's handed a really pretty egg, of course he wants to take care of it and keep it nice. It was a gift. More importantly, it's his, and if there's anything alive in there (Dylan is not entirely sure if that's the case) then it's depending on him.

So he holds it gently, keeping it warm in his hands and in the pocket of the large coat he found on his way out.
-

03. a boy and his bug (all around etraya)

Dylan's egg eventually hatched into a large Hercules Beetle, a little bigger than his palm. Its color is gradually shifting all the time, and it stays perched on his head or his shoulder as he wanders the city. It is a VERY cool bug.

-

04. wildcard

[ hmu on Plurk as [plurk.com profile] thepreciousthing or thepreciousthing on disco! ]
ascarylady: (sarcastic bitch face)

[personal profile] ascarylady 2024-12-29 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, well, they'd have to be able to hit me first.

[ That's the hard part right there. So she likes to think, anyway. ]

So is that what this is? One of this place's weird tests? How do you even tell?
leastdramatic: (This should be fun)

3

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-12-29 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Meanwhile, Jason's observing his newly hatched red-wing blackbird as he flies around. It's weird how he emerged for his egg as an adult already but other than that, he seems nice. He lands near Dylan and the teenager's insect. He cocks his head slightly in curiosity.

Not far behind is Jason.

"Hey. Pretty nice guy you got there," he says.
decodex: (pic#17491948)

1.

[personal profile] decodex 2024-12-29 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, uh... you don't ever really get used to them."

the robots, that is. at least eddie hasn't. having been here going on two months [somehow], the robots have yet to stop unnerving him. but, upon seeing someone new stumble through the hospital, eddie feels that the best thing to do here is to be a friendly face, especially since this person looks pretty young.

eddie's, like, ancient, and this place is jarring to him. it's got to be that much worse when you're a teen.

"How far off the mark are they? Is your birthday really in June or something?"
Edited 2024-12-29 23:36 (UTC)
codicies: (shocked)

[personal profile] codicies 2024-12-29 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Protectively, Dylan hovers a hand near his beetle, in case the bird gets any ideas. He has a feeling it could thrash the bird, but still, that's his beetle and he has a responsibility to protect it.

He glances at the stranger when he speaks, unsure if there's an unspoken shame if something happened to it tacked on to the end of the compliment. "Thanks. He just hatched today."
zauneyete: (pic#17565156)

[personal profile] zauneyete 2024-12-29 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He only stared at him for a long moment, and then he blinked with his good eye for good measure. The other... just stared out. Unerring, unending. A pit of something brilliant and hateful. ]

Personally, I've been trying to find weaknesses in the bars.

[ A pause, and then a smile. ] Did you think I was only throwing a tantrum?

[ Another kick, at a different level.

It could be two things.
]
kidnappered: (neutral | wait a minute)

[personal profile] kidnappered 2024-12-30 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
Ouyang Duyu avoids eye contact for a moment. In retrospect, it was a bad plan. At the time it had made so much sense but given what he's found out since then he's actually a little embarrassed by how stupid it was.

Finally, he shrugged. "It was a poorly thought out revenge plot." He really is embarrassed but also he sounds...weirdly fond talking about it. It's a complicated way to feel about it. "Thankfully it's no longer needed."
codicies: (Default)

Re: 1.

[personal profile] codicies 2024-12-30 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
In his time being homeless, Dylan quickly learned that strangers making small talk was a great way to get information, so he doesn't shy away from the man. Especially when he seems to be friendly enough.

"October," Dylan says, taking another bite of cake. "So a couple months. Did they throw you a party, too?"
zauneyete: (pic#17504546)

[personal profile] zauneyete 2024-12-30 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ He tipped his head. It could almost be said that he was lifting an eyebrow, but it's the one over that scarred part of his face — and thus missing. He hasn't found a decent concealer yet, clearly.

His lips quirked.
]

Well, I never said I was, boy. Only asked how you knew. For the number of people in here... [ He gestured. There were many empty cages, but also several full ones. ]

It seems a rather thriving little community. You know everyone in it?

[ It seems to be an inane direction of questioning, but perhaps... Well. Silco doesn't seem the inane type, does he? besides the temper tantrum ]
leastdramatic: (Always like that)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-12-30 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
The red-wing blackbird continues to stare at the beetle. Seeing Dylan being understandably protective, Jason whistles at his companion to come back. The bird obeys by flying over and perches on his shoulder.

"So this guy," Jason says, gesturing at his shoulder buddy. "Kinda weird but they don't seem so bad so far."
zauneyete: (pic#17504545)

[personal profile] zauneyete 2024-12-30 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
Hm.

[ He didn't really answer what he wanted. Silco couldn't exactly stop him, either, from helping. It's not like he could reach around and stop the robot.

But still. He was still suspicious.
]

What do you want in exchange?

[ He asked.

He says it's a simple mechanical lock, which Silco would believe. He tipped his head curiously at the lock in their hands. He was a... well. Fairly practiced hand at lockpicking, even though it had been a long, long time since he'd needed to use the skill.

Though, he could probably help.

He doesn't offer it yet. He only watched.
]
fortitudosalutis: (018)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2024-12-30 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ That's a trick he's only seen in movies. But Carver doesn't sass or joke. Just watches her close, and does what he's told. The little flame dances in the dark.

He draws an X onto the entrance of the right tunnel, then straightens. ]


Okay. Worth a shot.
zauneyete: (pic#17504561)

[personal profile] zauneyete 2024-12-30 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
Oh! Make it upset?

[ He scoffed. Another little kick on the next one. Look, he has ONE BUTTON that he can use. he's going to use it.

Sure, he could confess something, but Silco truly doesn't seem the type. Unendingly stubborn, is more his speed, in fact.
]

What ever will we do? Does it seem like it's attacked any of us thus far? Should we remain meek and quiet just so that it doesn't think to look in our direction? I notice you have not played its game, have you?

[ Another kick. ]

I won't give it what it wants. Whether it is compliance or silence.
fortitudosalutis: (018)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2024-12-30 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
Adapt or die.

[ Only the fighters are left now. Everyone else got wiped out, either eaten by the dead, starved, or slaughtered by someone just a little bit meaner or faster or just plain luckier. ]

Learning how to use a bow was a pain, [ he adds. ]
codicies: (pic#17530076)

[personal profile] codicies 2024-12-30 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
Dylan relaxes when Jason calls the bird back, letting his beetle crawl into his cupped hands. "Yeah, I just got here so I wasn't sure what to expect. But this is definitely a nice perk."
fortitudosalutis: (018)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2024-12-30 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
Pretty much, yep, [ Carver agrees. There are quieter ways of testing the joints. But then again, Carver might have been doing the exact same thing if he hadn't had a conveniently placed stranger to do it for him. ] Hinges don't give anymore than the bars. And the chain's strong. Anchored, too.

[ Not the best for escaping from. ]
zauneyete: (Menacing)

[personal profile] zauneyete 2024-12-30 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know either.

[ A snide look on his face, before he covered it with another puff of the smoke. ]

I'm inclined not to trust it, but what would be the point of having us here otherwise? To see how we react? To see how angry we can be?

They will get what they want from us, then, considering who they have brought from our world.

[ Between he and Vander... well. There was always going to be a guaranteed fight, if anyone asked him. ]
cactusy: (she's 85% of my impulse control)

[personal profile] cactusy 2024-12-30 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
Anyone pick up swords? I'm assuming anything that requires ammo is pretty much out.
leastdramatic: (Talk all day)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-12-30 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
"It'd be probably kinda bad if you did," Jason says.

Ah revenge plots. Always a messy time. Jason takes a moment to think about what small thing can he confess.

"I regularly take my dad's gears without his permission just for fun."
cactusy: (I don't care if it keeps me alive)

[personal profile] cactusy 2024-12-30 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you work here?" Shaw wonders, raising an eyebrow. "Are you an agent of that hologram thing?"
decodex: (pic#17491883)

[personal profile] decodex 2024-12-30 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
"No, not quite."

Likewise, strangers tend to be among the best sources out there. They don't have much to lose, so they're wont to tell more than most.

"We got gossip. And... knitwear. Robots handing out knitwear."

Seems like they do something different each month. Eddie reminds himself to write this down later.

"It's a weird place. Weirder still is the fact that I'm getting used to it. Maybe you will, too."
fortitudosalutis: (002)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2024-12-30 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ Carver narrows his eyes slightly, refocusing. The chain goes down. Not far, but there's moment. ]

Got tanked in some redneck bar in Louisiana. Bounced some guy's head off the floor and woke up in the drunk tank with a concussion and three broken fingers.

[ He twitches. It's not a good memory. ]

Had to call my sister to bail me out, I was dead broke.

[ But that counts as honest, apparently, because the chain shudders and lowers just a little. ]
leastdramatic: (Waiting)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-12-30 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Still not intimidated by Silco's attitude, Jason will answer honestly for now. they have to focus on getting out their cage first]

Nah. I've only been here for a couple of months so far.