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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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zauneyete: (pic#17565165)

[personal profile] zauneyete 2024-12-31 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, little old me?

[ he says with a chuckle. ]

Do I give off the aura of someone who would?

[ His fingers dance along the bars now, considering. ]

Well, let's just say that I do. I'm without any tools that would make it possible.
simpcard: (i trade my soul for a wish)

[personal profile] simpcard 2024-12-31 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

[ She stares down at it in her hands. Holding it up to the sky between her fingers, she squints. ]

I heard if you look at an egg in the light that sometimes you can see what's inside. [ She squints with one eye closed. ] I don't see anything. Weird.

[ And brings it back down to cradle in her arms like a baby. How does one take care of an egg? Who knows? But she's got spirit. ]

I'm Kimie. Kimie Arashiyama.
nobraincell: (( ̄~ ̄) ?1)

[personal profile] nobraincell 2024-12-31 01:32 pm (UTC)(link)
...Can't you?
unaliveyourself: (pic#17583691)

it does... also lmao the research i keep having to do for these tags rip. tfw u play a nerd

[personal profile] unaliveyourself 2024-12-31 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
I wouldn't assume you did. Some prayers are bound to be contradict, between all of the people in the world.

[He rolls a shoulder, casual.]

So who were your superiors? I don't think I ever asked what category of angel you were supposed to be. Is the hierarchy roughly similar to how human theology described it?
levelshift: (tell me absolutely everything)

[personal profile] levelshift 2024-12-31 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, this is potentially very helpful.]

Lucky for you I'm not, so tell me everything you know about it.

[Lucky for both of them, honestly. He's never picked a lock before in his life, but locks have vectors like every other tangible thing in the world, so he should be able to crack it with enough time and information. He reaches a skinny hand up through his bars to grab the thing, looking over at Silco expectantly.]

Once I get my cage open I'll do yours.
unaliveyourself: (pic#17583700)

sorry for the delay! holiday scramble

[personal profile] unaliveyourself 2024-12-31 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't know of their connection, of course, but Dazai finds himself thinking on a conversation he recently had with John, the questions the other had asked him. Is humanity more important than an individual world? Is a single individual more valuable than seven billion? John had hesitated when Dazai asked him to define importance. This woman is quick to have an answer, meanwhile, but he wonders if it is really how she feels, or if it's an opinion that others have instilled in her. A learned, socially acceptable response.]

Very utilitarian of you!

[chirped, singsong. any trace of the genuineness of before is gone, replaced by a transparently false cheer.]

But still no dice, hmm? Let's dig a little deeper, then. Would it change your answer if you were not the one who had to die, but someone close? What if you had to kill them yourself, with your own hands?
Edited 2024-12-31 15:59 (UTC)
messenger: looking aside, brow furrowed (❝ you know what's right ❞)

oh yea lmao... my memory is like a sieve, so i have to double-check everything

[personal profile] messenger 2024-12-31 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ that's true, too. it's questionable whether they'd even have the numbers for it, these days. ]

Human theology is largely contradictory on the matter of our hierarchy, but there's some truth to it. The Archangels are the most powerful, and our leaders — Michael, Raphael, Gabriel, and formerly, Lucifer. The Roman Catholic Church specifically venerate the former three, but in Judaism, Uriel is incorrectly included among their rank. Though, he was very powerful as a specialist.

[ castiel tips his head back and sighs. uriel... who would have defected to lucifer's side if anna had not killed him.

castiel couldn't do it. he wasn't strong enough. ]


Otherwise, the De Coelesti Hierarchia is nominally correct, though the power differential between the three ranks is miniscule compared to the the gap that separates us from the Archangels.

[ he takes a moment to consider whether or not to share the rest of this information, and then decides, well, perhaps the krampus will take it as a confession and let him go. who knows. ]

My direct superior was an al-muqarrabin. That is, one of The Close, sometimes considered in human theology as the Cherubim. Four faces, one of that which is a lion... I'm sure you're familiar. [ it's a striking image. though there are also the putto, which they call cherub... don't worry about it. ] I... am an angel. A mal’āḵ.
fortitudosalutis: (Default)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2024-12-31 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well, fuck. ]

I don't have anything to start a fire on me, [ he admits, rather blandly. Best to be clear about that. He didn't have his gear on him when he got snatched. ]
fortitudosalutis: (002)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2024-12-31 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Carver grinds his forehead against the bars, trying to think. The simplest, most brutal answer might just be that they're meant to die of dehydration here. It happens. It's done. Men do those things for reasons of their own. But then, that line about confession. ]

This is such bullshit. It wants us to confess - confess what?
fortitudosalutis: (018)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2024-12-31 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. Yeah. There's that, he supposes. ]

Things got a little biblical back home. The dead got hungry.
fortitudosalutis: (002)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2024-12-31 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. She's the commander, now.

[ Sister by blood if not DNA. He'd follow Leah Shaw to the ends of the earth if she'd let him. ]
cactusy: (they're already wounded)

[personal profile] cactusy 2024-12-31 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I must've missed the part of the Bible where Jesus ate people. Perils of not being sent to Sunday School.

[Shaw pauses, and then asks the question that would be a no-brainer at home; the question that, if asked genuinely, would immediately mark her as a gullible rube. Obviously, the only reasonable assumption here is that he's joking around, because zombies don't exist.

Neither do kidnapping Sasquatches, though.]


Seriously, are you pulling my leg?
fortitudosalutis: (015)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2024-12-31 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Not the part about it getting bloody when the reckoning comes, though.

[ That part, he finds nearly everybody remembers even if they've never read the words. He wasn't much of a believer before Korengal, but that changed. It had to. ]

No, [ he adds. ] You know how long it took the whole world to come apart at the seams? Two weeks. That was it.
cactusy: (a cool story to tell our therapists)

'tis the season

[personal profile] cactusy 2024-12-31 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[The image of John falling to the ground in front of her comes to her mind unbidden. Shaw doesn't flinch much, but she does now, albeit so slightly that it's almost noticeable.]

I can't imagine a situation where I'd have to choose between saving my entire world and killing someone who mattered to me, so it doesn't matter. It's a dumb scenario.
this_ismydesign: (Default)

[personal profile] this_ismydesign 2024-12-31 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
As Will tends to like animals more than people, and with all the conflicted emotions he'll feel with Hannibal leaving, he would pour a lot of attention, care and love on the egg. We're talking about a man who only smiles when he's around his dogs in canon!

Sticking with the canon theme (if we're allowed requests) I'd love for him to have some sort of canine like animal, but he'll be delighted with whatever hatches.
leastdramatic: (Warmed up)

[personal profile] leastdramatic 2024-12-31 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
He's a folklore figure and part of a holiday tradition in some parts of my world. Good kids get visited by Santa Claus and get gifts. Bad kids get kidnapped by Krampus.

[So maybe Jason hasn't been the nicest boy but it's still rude of Krampus to kidnap him]

Guess we've been put on the naughty list.
lastonetodie: (of how even the dead can come back)

[personal profile] lastonetodie 2024-12-31 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
It was. [ There is no pride, just a factual statement. ]

[ He expects that this surprise is how other life would react to him if they saw him, so it's reasonable enough to call him an alien. He is certainly not a human. ]

My creators called me the Custodian. They were....a practical people when it came to naming their creations.

[ He simply nods, accepting Kimie's name. ]

They sound like interesting creatures. [ JUST ACCEPTING ALL THIS ] Since you are a 'Hamster User'...is it that you supervise their creation?
simpcard: (but here's my number)

[personal profile] simpcard 2024-12-31 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
... neat. [ Quietly added. ]

Oh. I see. [ Her eyes roll up as she wonders if that's really okay to call him that - shouldn't he have his own name? But if he's happy with that, isn't she putting her own values on him? That's no good. ] Okay, Mister Custodian.

I don't supervise their creation. I just know how to talk to them. [ Spoken like, yeah, that's what it is. ] So, they're willing to be my friends and help me with what I need to do.
cactusy: (I'm waiting for someone)

[personal profile] cactusy 2025-01-01 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
If that was supposed to surprise me, it doesn't.

[She's not surprised either that Carver survived. Military people must be all over the place in that brave new world.]
fortitudosalutis: (002)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2025-01-01 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not talking about a city, or a country. I've seen those fall in hours.

[ He doesn't look at her. Just moves forward. Always, always forward. ]

I mean everything.