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etrayalogs2024-12-21 05:15 pm
etrayamods) wrote in etrayalogs2024-12-21 05:15 pm
Entry tags:
- !mingle log,
- arcane: jayce talis,
- batman wfa: jason todd,
- jl gods and monsters: kirk langstrom,
- person of interest: sameen shaw,
- the walking dead: brandon carver,
- ✘ arcane: caitlyn kiramman,
- ✘ batman beyond: bruce wayne,
- ✘ blade of the immortal: asano rin,
- ✘ dimension 20: gorgug thistlespring,
- ✘ fe3h: yuri leclerc,
- ✘ have you seen my brother: chu wenshan,
- ✘ ice age: manny,
- ✘ penny dreadful: vanessa ives,
- ✘ remnant 2: the custodian
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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[ he doesn't expect everyone to concern themselves with the responsibility they've been given. likely most people will simply abandon or destroy theirs in order not to be burdened with taking care of a living creature. but while castiel can understand the impulse, he's been watching over the living for his entire long life. it would be remiss of him to shuck the duty now, when confronted with something so utterly helpless.
humanity at least can take care of itself. ]
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And I should care about that why exactly?
[ Because Sevika isn't even remotely the caring and coddling type. She should have refused the egg outright, but it happened so fast and she was so puzzled by the interaction, and then she had a pretty little painted egg to deal with. Not what she was expecting to do with her day, really. ]
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[ he stops what he's doing to look at her, finally. his face is scrutinizing, but otherwise blank. it betrays no particular emotion about their topic of conversation, despite his words making it obvious that he does, in fact, care. ]
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[ Yet she has it now. She can't even fathom why anyone thought this little egg experiment was a good idea. ]
Is this some weird test from this place or something?
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[ he doesn't know if that's the best idea, but it won't be too much effort to take care of two rather than one. if she capitulates, of course. perhaps she'd prefer to destroy it just to send a message.
humans can be like that. ]
I don't know. Anything could be a test, but there's no way to confirm. You could ask Aurora.
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I don't want to talk to that thing if I can avoid it. [ Nope, not happening. ] So, it could be a test, which means handing this thing over or getting rid of it ends badly.
[ Or it isn't, in which nothing happens. Well, that's annoying. ]
But we have no way of knowing. Great. Fantastic.
[ She looks down at the egg in hand, scowling at it. Its existence as an unknown is unacceptable, and it should feel bad about that. Alas, it is still only an egg. It can't feel anything. ]
Okay. Let's humor this. I keep the egg. How do I take care of it?
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[ he kneels down and pokes around in the loam, watching a woodlouse skitter across one finger. the incubation should mostly take care of itself, but there's still a considerable amount of attention and care that needs to be taken to ensure the temperature remains consistent. ]
Of course, different kinds of eggs have different requirements, so I'm only guessing. But an egg that's treated too roughly or that remains too cold for too long will never hatch.
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[ But Sevika doesn't have anything like that... yet. Her gaze wanders from the man picking at loam in the dirt to one of the companion robots wandering past. Hmmm. ]
Let's assume all the eggs have the exact same requirements. Otherwise, we'd be expected to fail since we have no way of knowing otherwise. So, that range. I bet I could rig something to manage that, keep it and the egg contained together somewhere indoors.
[ It would keep it out of her way at the same time as keeping it safe. ]
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[ context clues tell him what those two words mean when paired together. something that can control temperature. but how? "rig" makes him think she must mean through some kind of modern technological means. that isn't really surprising. electricity is often used as a source of heat. that's not a bad idea, though he doesn't know enough about modern technology to rely on it in such a situation. maybe someone could help him?
probably not this woman. ]
Yes. That would probably work.
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[ Sevika's musing aloud now as she watches the robot walk off and out of sight. That'd be the easiest target. Still, she wrinkles her nose at the very thought of... caring. For the egg, at all. ]
...shit, I must be really bored if I'm even considering this. [ Her gaze flits back to Castiel. ] Hey, dirt boy.
[ because he's digging in dirt, so, like ]
Does this place get its panties in a twist if you take apart one of their automatons?
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then he returns to his dirt. ]
I am not a boy.
[ when he's addressed correctly, he might think of answering. if she's intent on keeping her egg, there's nothing he can do to help it. it's not really his business, in the end, what she does with it. ]
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She won't, though. ]
Fine. Dirt man. Better?
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Well, I'm not a man, either.
[ now he's just being a bitch. but he is a bitch, so. he's just going to continue rooting around in the dirt, shoving handfuls in his pockets. occasionally, he'll pick an earthworm free and lower it back into the dirt ]
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Alright then. Dirt asshole it is. Are you going to answer my question or not?
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No.
[ he straightens up and dusts his hands off. the dirt seems to disappear from his clothes. ]
Does that usually work for you?
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Yeah, actually. It does. Believe it or not, this is me being friendly about it.
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[ what? he's just stating a fact. ]
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[ This is indeed about as friendly as she gets (with strangers, anyway). ]
Did it ever cross your mind that you should give a name if you didn't want to be called dirt boy?
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[ that's not a question that needs an answer. they both know. ]
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[ ...yeah, Castiel's right to already know the answer to that. ]
What, you wanted me to add a please in there somewhere?
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