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etrayalogs2024-12-21 05:15 pm
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Entry tags:
- !mingle log,
- arcane: caitlyn kiramman,
- arcane: jayce talis,
- batman beyond: bruce wayne,
- batman wfa: jason todd,
- dimension 20: gorgug thistlespring,
- fe3h: yuri leclerc,
- have you seen my brother: chu wenshan,
- ice age: manny,
- jl gods and monsters: kirk langstrom,
- penny dreadful: vanessa ives,
- person of interest: sameen shaw,
- remnant 2: the custodian,
- the walking dead: brandon carver,
- ✘ blade of the immortal: asano rin
DECEMBER MINGLE
WHO: Everyone!
WHEN: December 21st - Early January
WHERE: Etraya
WHAT: Newcomers, a surprise gift from Tatianna, and a visitor!
NOTES\WARNINGS:
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 ⏴ 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. 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. 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. 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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Define lately.
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Let's try since arriving here.
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[ He scowls. The worst he's done is pull a knife on Caitlyn and maybe think about pushing Harold Finch down the stairs, but he didn't do anything. He hasn't had to kill anyone for their supplies in months now. ]
I've been a fucking Boy Scout.
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( still, he's looking pretty dubious. given the tension of their first meeting, 'boy scout' is a tough sell. )
You think you got it in you to tell me something that no one else here knows?
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Do you?
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...
Asked you first.
( eddie has a death wish, apparently. )
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Nah, I think you’re gonna take the lead on this one.
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You always like this? Always ready to go like this??
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Always. Why aren’t you?
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Look. The sign says confess. Someone here clearly wants a confession. They're probably watching us, waiting for someone to share something good. Like that Tatianna lady. This place runs on information... or something.
( it's not money. eddie's learned pretty quickly that money doesn't amount to much here. so, in a way, it makes sense that secrets and rumors are what people want from them. in a sense, it's the only thing of value that any of tehm possess. )
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Carver thumps his head against the bars, frustration demanding an outlet. ]
So confess something, motherfucker.
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Okay. Christ. Uh... ( he's got one glaringly obvious secret, but he's going to hold off on that one. ) I guess, I— I mean, I'm not a heights guy. Not big on this whole being hoisted up in the air thing. It's a terrifying, actually.
( innocuous. embarrassing, but fairly common. most people don't like heights; eddie isn't particularly special for that one. he's afraid, scared of being up here, but he's been afraid for a long time. it's getting hard to remember a time when he wasn't terrified.
something rattles above him, and eddie's cage lowers a modicum closer to the ground. it's enough for him to feel it move, but it can't be more than a few inches. )
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Okay. That did something. ]
I don't like beer, [ Carver says slowly. ] I used to drink it because everyone else did.
[ His chain sways. Then it creaks and lowers down maybe an inch. ]
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You know, I didn't think that'd actually work.
( and he still doesn't know how. he's assuming that someone, somewhere, is listening. maybe in a control room beneath the floor boards. )
Do you like any alcohol..?
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[ He eyes the chain but this time it doesn’t give. Not honest enough? Maybe not personal enough. ]
What’s the worst you’ve even been when you’re drunk?
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( honest, but not from the heart. it's a non-answer, and the cage seems to know that since it does give. )
But, I mean, I... ( a huff. ) I liked a girl in college, once. So, I got wasted and I thought I'd go over to her place and confess. Instead, I puked off her balcony and passed out on her porch. Woke up to getting rinsed down in her bathtub, still dressed, since I guess that's the New York equivalent to getting hosed off in the front yard.
( he's sure there's been worse, but that night with anne was pretty rough. the powers that be seem to think so too, since he gets lowered down another few inches. )
Uh, you?
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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. ]
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he's more likely to be the one getting his ass kicked anyway. )
You and your sister, you still talk?
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[ Sister by blood if not DNA. He'd follow Leah Shaw to the ends of the earth if she'd let him. ]
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( genuinely. it's only sad knowing that the world that is etraya is effectively keeping these two siblings apart. )
I don't have a sister. ( he waits, looks up at the chains. ) Or a brother. ( waits. ) It's always been just me.
( ...)
My, uh... my mom died. When I was born, so... that sorta put an end to that.
( still? still nothing? )
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What do you have?
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No one.
( he might be crazy, but he swears he feels the cage elevate at that. )
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[ His eyes narrow. ]
Don't think it believes you, buddy.
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