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Entry tags:
- !mingle log,
- arcane: caitlyn kiramman,
- arcane: vander,
- baldurs gate: shadowheart,
- batman wfa: jason todd,
- dc comics: damian wayne,
- detroit become human: connor,
- detroit become human: hank anderson,
- dimension 20: gorgug thistlespring,
- er: robert romano,
- ff7 ever crisis: sephiroth,
- final fantasy vii: cloud strife,
- final fantasy xiv: gaia,
- final fantasy xvi: barnabas tharmr,
- final fantasy xvi: cidolfus telamon,
- genshin impact: kaeya alberich,
- ice age: manny,
- jl gods and monsters: kirk langstrom,
- little mushroom: an zhe,
- mad max: furiosa,
- mad max: max rockatansky,
- marvel comics: dylan brock,
- marvel comics: felicia hardy,
- mcu: peter parker,
- nier: lars,
- original: shelley lang,
- penny dreadful: vanessa ives,
- person of interest: harold finch,
- person of interest: john reese,
- person of interest: sameen shaw,
- remnant 2: the custodian,
- the sandman: hob gadling,
- xmcu: laura,
- ✘ identity v: ithaqua,
- ✘ the magicians: quentin coldwater
FEBRUARY MINGLE
WHO: Everyone!
WHEN: February 14th - March
WHERE: Etraya
WHAT: The arrival of newcomers, a mini mission, and some new city features!
NOTES\WARNINGS:
WHEN: February 14th - March
WHERE: Etraya
WHAT: The arrival of newcomers, a mini mission, and some new city features!
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. In the hospital's lobby are several party tables set out with miscellaneous baked goods: croissants, cookies, breads, cake slices, as well as tea and coffee to accompany them - or hot chocolate, for those who are opposed to the other offerings. Outside the hospital, the last remnants of snow are melting in the sunlight as the weather begins to warm up. It's still chilly enough one might want to put on a coat, but not so cold a jacket is necessary for wandering around without freezing off one's fingers. We hope you enjoy your stay.  ⏵ heroes return ⏴ As the Quantum Rail train glides to a halt, returning passengers step out onto familiar ground - the train station, right where they had initially begun their mission. When exiting the station, their earpieces vibrate, indicating the automatic download of a detailed map which highlights key locations, transit paths, and notable landmarks. As Aurora promised, she had been working on a few renovations around Etraya! A sleek trolley system now winds through Etraya, following clearly marked pathways through the city bubble to make travel across the city smoother. However, the trolley only moves one way, eternally following the loop Aurora has set it on. And because of this, it takes six hours to complete it's loop all the way around. Don't miss your stop! Pets and animals have been returned to their usual preferred areas, some awaiting the arrival of their owners, and others keeping to themselves in the forested areas throughout Etraya. Beyond the small upgrades, things seem relatively unchanged - until one familiar sign catches the eye. One marked by four vertical lines, methodically crossed out one by one: the final slash has now been drawn through. The tally is complete. What it indicates has yet to be made clear, but it has to mean something, right? No one would go through the effort of making an ominous-sounding sign without following through.  ⏵ love in the air ⏴ This Valentines Day, Aurora and the companion bots have opted to try something a little different: they have scattered mystery valentines across the city. Hidden within mailboxes, tucked into cafe menus, slipped under doors, on the outside of high windows for those wall-crawlers to spot. There are countless of these little slips of papers, strewn throughout the city. And within each valentine, is a challenge or gesture to complete. Please feel free to make these up yourselves as long as they fit in with the theme! Some examples include:
While not mandatory, completing five tasks will earn an individual an additional ten points to use towards anything they would like! Each little Valentine is signed "Your Secret Admirer. ♡", and some of them may even be addressed to specific individuals. Don't be surprised, Eddie, if you see one or two that are specifically addressed to you lurking around your collection of chicken friends! And while most of these are harmless, some of the valentines cards come with effects for those who come into contact with the paper. Perhaps they thought it was a piece of garbage, or were just kicking it out of the way rather than intending on taking part. It doesn't matter! They get to join in on the fun, too. Heart Eyes - your pupils literally turn into hearts for a few hours, making it hard to focus on anything other than things (or people) you find attractive. Love-Struck Stammer - You can only speak in poetic compliments or romantic declarations, regardless of whom you're speaking to. Chocolate Bliss - Everything feels good. Simple. Easy. As if there's nothing in the world to concern yourself with. You feel happy, without any concerns or worry. Rose-Tinted Vision - everything looks soft and romantic, as if you're in a romance novel. You know the ones. Magnetic Attraction - regardless of what you had been doing, you suddenly find yourself unable to leave the side of the person closest to you. Had you been eating chocolates while walking down the street? Well, have fun getting stuck to the guy who'd been out for a jog! Serenade Syndrome - you find it impossible to resist the urge to sing your words, turning all conversations into love ballads. Heartstrings - A thread appears, connecting you to someone close by who you share many similarities too. Perhaps you had never met this person before, but the threads tied around your pinky fingers that refuse to let go until you allow yourself to open up to them clearly means you should be a little more familiar with them. Love is in the air—or maybe just a bit of well-intended chaos! 💕 Welcome back from the mission, and welcome to Etraya for our newcomers! We've tried to keep this log simple for an easy introduction, as well as some downtime for our mission-goers who worked hard to solve the Quantum Rail mystery. There is something else going on, but. . . well, no one seems to know what! The computer that had been on the lower floor of the hospital is now missing, and Aurora may seem a little flustered as she flits around Etraya, in search of something. For all questions relating to this log, please refer to the mod queries comment. All other questions can be directed to the FAQ. |
you're a brave soul and i salute you, jayce
What?
[Sharp, to the point.
What a sweet, well-mannered response.]
its like looking at a raccoon with rabies
You seem new, and...
[A glance to his clothes, his brace...]
... maybe you could use a guide?
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... It's a very hard thing to do. This will be a difficult day.
He jabs a hand towards Jayce.]
Where can I find weapons for trade?
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It's alright, you don't need weapons here. No one's out to get you. Although, I have to ask... it doesn't really seem like you have anything to trade to begin with?
[Unless someone was really hankering for sweaty, worn clothes.]
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There is always a need.
And I can make do.
[He's sold himself for labor before, and he'd do it again.]
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[He glances at the ravaged table, then back up to Max. Even with the romance novel vision working over time, there's a strong instinct to want to give Max something to wash his face with. The rugged look is... not something he's going to disregard, but there's a difference between rugged and just outright dirty.]
But there truly is plenty to go around. You don't have to eat so fast you make yourself sick. Maybe there's something I could say or do, so you'd believe me?
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He stands up, stiffly correcting his knee and using the table to keep his balance.
His body's still a little weak; he wasn't in the best shape before his arrival.]
How long have you been here?
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[Another glance, this time now to Max's brace. It's craftsmanship looks... questionable, at best.]
How long have you had that?
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Max snorts at the number, but seems to leave it at that.
He'd planned to just hobble off and start scouting the place up and down, but then the question follows. He bends his leg back and forth.]
... Decades, maybe. I don't know.
[The brace gives a small, quiet creak.]
Just needs oil.
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[Perfect opportunity to help!!]
I've made a leg brace before. Let me fix yours?
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You just said I have nothing to trade with.
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You said you make do. I'm a scientist, and sometimes I need help with my work. How about that for a trade? You hold some equipment for a few hours by a riverbank with me, and I fix your brace.
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Doesn't mean he has to let the guy anywhere near his leg, either. If he tries anything stupid, Max'll just put a bullet in his knee for attempting to pull one over on him. Seems foolproof to him.
After a moment, almost begrudgingly:]
Fair trade.
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I'm Jayce, by the way.
cw: brief hallucinations
... Don't get too friendly.
[He avoids eye contact — that's typical enough for him — before he adjusts the pack on his shoulder once more.]
Just call me whatever you want.
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What, like a name? You already have one, don't you?
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Does it matter? Whatever you call me works.
[He'd had... a moment of weakness before — but that was a weakness spoken between only him and the women sitting in the back of a dead dictator's car, waiting quietly for Furiosa to wake back up. The idea of giving that part of himself up again... it's hard. It's still a raw nerve that he's afraid will hurt when plucked at.]
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It does matter. How will you know I'm talking to you and not someone else? "Hey guy" isn't really descriptive. And I'm not about to just give you a new name— little dehumanizing there.
If you don't want to give me your real one, fine. But give me something.
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It's not so bad, the idea that people around places like these care about humanizing someone else... If anything, it's everything his world needs and more. Max just isn't quite so hopeful that people like Jayce won't be chewed up and spit out when that kind of morality and kindness is challenged by the worst humanity has to offer. People who care that much, they tend to die. Max knows. He's seen it happen to those people... time and time again. He looks at Jayce, unconvinced, and offers:]
'Guy'.
[... This asshole.]
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Guy.
[With a roll of his eyes, he sighs. At least it was a name provided instead of given, technically.]
Fine. Guy.
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... He's not much for words, that's for sure.
He instead lets Jayce lead the way, all the while scanning the area around them for any sign of danger, any remote possibility of things being set off. It's no good way to live, sure, but it makes it easier to survive another day — never relax, never give in to the concept of a peaceful space. The last time he'd dropped his guard, his motorbike and his supplies were stolen from him. Forced to work, or else starve; he'd made a hell of an attempt to resist, but hunger is hunger, and he'd gotten too thin to afford anymore loss.
... Sorry, there is 0 attempt to converse.
He's not very good at this part of life.
Just ask Connor, that guy does enough talking for two.]
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And this is the apartments. Most people stay here unless they find somewhere else to live. It's— don't panic— free. The real cost is having to live with over a dozen other people in the same building.
[It's a joke, see?]
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Standing there, looking at the apartment in question... he scoffs.]
Easy target.
Just takes one person with the right weapon. [He gestures with a hand, an explosive gesture. No 'ka-boom' sound accompanies it like the Vuvalini had so kindly offered before, but the idea remains.] Should spread your people out more. No community in rubble.
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[Jayce's insistence has a noticeably annoyed tinge to it, the first thing to shake him out of his slightly romantic-clouded look.
He hadn't thought about that... the fact someone could bomb this building so easily. It's not like there aren't violent individuals here. But he didn't think about if someone just wanted to focus on taking out as many people as possible, the consequences be damned, the importance of the lives inside not a factor at all.
Viktor's staying in this apartment building still.
Jayce straightens his back a little.]
I think you've seen enough you can figure out where to go from here.
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