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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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No, not at all. Most people where I'm from eventually end up like me.
Or dead.
I'm only special in that I received treatment, of course. At least where I am from. I hardly think that's of merit.
[ Silco really will die on any hill. Even if the proof says otherwise.
Good job buddy. ]
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[ They're not allies. But they're stuck in this moment together, which is great fun for both of them. Carver grinds his forehead against the bars again, wondering if he's in the mood to throw a knife at this man. Just because. Just to see what happens.
Maybe. They'll see. ]
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except no, Silco won't say that. He only shrugged. ]
I notice I'm the only one who's sharing anything worth anything, hm?
Would you prefer I start interrogating you? Or would you refuse to answer?
[ he just got shot recently. and stabbed. a lot. he'll be ok. ]
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I buried my little brother in the woods before I came here.
[ His voice is cool. Daring a snide response. ]
Commander said to leave him to rot but I buried him.
[ The one and only time he ever went against Pope’s rules. Too little too late.
The chain jerks, lowering the cage a few inches. ]
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Look at that.
[ He can't argue with results, but he certainly doesn't want to confess. He wonders, if the man will keep confessing, if he'll take the opportunity to leave.
Then again, he may refuse, given that Silco's given him very little to go off of.
No, no. He doesn't want to be here either, and he has no supplies, no tools, no nothing. It had gotten him before he'd barely made it to the apartment, and come up with a gameplan, go figure. A sigh, and then: ]
The person I stabbed was mad because I killed him several years ago. [ Is it a confession if it doesn't end up the truth? Is it a confession if he believes it?
Looks like it. ]
cw self harm
He grips the bars of his cage, staring at the other man. Nearly vibrating with rage. ]
I'm pretty sure we're in Hell, [ Carver explains, eyes wide and bright. ] It's what murderers deserve.
[ And the bottom of his cage just drops the fuck out. ]
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Because god, if there's something Silco's good at, it's justifying his crimes. ]
Is that what you think it is? Murder? [ He doesn't know what hell is, but that's fine. Probably a place for murderers. (silco...) ]
It is a due paid in full, and nothing less. [ Is that a confession? The thing doesn't think so. ] For an attempt on my life. For the crime of disagreement. For being inconveninent.
[ For getting people killed, but he doesn't say that. Maybe that would have lowered it. ]
Ah, but that's not good enough for our jailer, is it? [ he looked at Carver, well, at the cage, expecting him to hang on. ]
An insufficient confession, hm? And yet, lucky you. You're free.
[ Kind of????????? ]
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It happens like that sometimes. His thoughts going round and round the track with no off switch. ]
It's always murder, [ he explains, teeth bared. And murder is a sin. ] So do it well.
[ He doesn't plan on sticking around. The exit has to be around here. ]
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He smirked down at him. Unblinking eye still glowing in the dark. ] Quite so, or else you end up with someone like me.
[ He's going to suffer for this, and be all alone for even longer.
Because Silco is, if not anything, incredibly stubborn. ]
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Don't worry, [ Carver drawls, spreading his hands out mockingly wide. ] I wouldn't miss. Have fun up there, motherfucker.