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etrayalogs2025-02-14 10:41 am
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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. |
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He jammed the cigar between his lips so he could maneuver the case of beer from under his arm to his hand so that he could push it at Cid. If he was aiming for an actual buzz, he actually was going to have to work at it and quickly to overcome his size and weight. "Ah well, I have a sharp memory unless I'm absolutely falling down drunk, and I don't think you could carry me if I was."
He took the bottle from Cid again to finish it off and shrugging his shoulders. "Do you ply all the random strangers to bring back to the sex dungeon - sorry, workshop - this way, or am I special?"
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Cid takes the case of beer and pulls the flap open a little wider, glass clinking as he juggles it. “I might surprise you, but we shouldn’t start falling down until we’ve got bedding and a hearth.”
“Well excuse me, but I keep the sex dungeon appropriately underground. Can’t have your screams waking up everyone on the islands. The workshop’s got windows and an ocean view. …But I haven’t brought anyone back there just yet. I’ve still been settling in properly.”
So apparently he was special.
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He snorted an amused sound, finishing off the new bottle with another chug and then reaching for another. Because well, it would hit him. Hard. He was looking forward to the risk of it. "Not much of a screamer, but if that is what makes your blood sing, sure thing. You seem the creative sort for a sex dungeon anyway."
He opened the next bottle and brought it to his lips, raising an eyebrow. "Been a long time since a guy made me feel special." It might be a tease but it was also the truth. "Sorry for drinking all your beer. I'll replace the box next time I see you."
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Cid cheers at the other man making quick work of the beers. Looks like he’s at least doing him damnedest to catch up.
“Aye, all they cost me was a bit of my time. I was mainly getting the lay of the land. And that, I surely did.” He winks at the other man, though it’s about pitch dark anyway.
But that was a thought for another time.
“… I can get up to a bit of mischief with a pair of cuffs, if that’s what you like.” He said it like it was something he liked, but on the conditional of approval.
“No, no need to drag a case all the way here if you intend to meet me at the pub later. …Though maybe I should get a wagon and stock up properly. There used to be a pub inside the castle walls, you know. It’s quite the journey leaving the citadel for every damn thing.”
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He was dropping the empty into the box and pulling another; this was not his first time having to chase down a buzz to enjoy it with another person. He wasn't a light weight, but he also knew himself and heavy drinking was not something he had done in a long time either. Responsible for kids and all.
"I won't deny a little fun restraint," he said, though he was curious of the cuffs. He was capable of breaking out of enforcer cuffs, but also, he had allowed them to hold him during other times. At his size and strength, the idea of forced vulnerability was something he leaned into. "We'll see what mischief we'll get up to in your big ominous castle workshop."
He chuckled as he downed more of his third bottle straight, shaking his head as it was starting to hit him. A low pleasant warmth. "Pub too? You're just riding that drunk high to all sorts of places. You're an easy guy to like, Cid." His arm tightened around the guy's shoulders, his smile turning warmer and a bit goofy.
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He pats him on the back as he finishes his third. Thankfully, the castle was finally coming properly into view by now, too. It had loomed on the horizon for a while, but now it was near enough to make out some detail, illuminated as it was by the crackling lightning.
“Yes indeed. I should stop limping by the time we get in, too.” And he was indeed slowly healing up as they went.
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Vander knew how to catch up, and he was making quick work on that even as they walked closer to the ominous estate with its dark moody clouds. Looked like a great place to be drunk with a relative stranger, especially apparently with savage guard beasts. The whole ridiculous situation was probably a risk, but he was pleased to take it. He only hoped he had both of his kidneys at the end of this.
Of course, inebriated Vander was more handsy than normal Vander. The arm that had been used to hold Cid up dropped to curl around the other man's waist instead, all so he could slid his fingers up under that armour and shirt and stroke some warm skin while he was at it.
"That's no fun. You look good with a limp. I usually can get at least twenty-four hours of a person for one. Clearly I need to work harder with you."
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The audacity of it made him feel younger, somehow- Like he was the plaything, the object in all of this.
“I do indeed expect only excellence from the men around me.”
The castle bridge stand before them, its stone supports plunging into the turbulent ocean below. But the bridge is wide, set with a number of arenas before the actual castle gates. As they set foot of the bridge, a roar thunders from somewhere in the distance.
“Ah. She’s awake.”
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His whole hand finally just went up under Cid's shirt and armour, digging his blunt nails in. He was finished off his third and reaching for a fourth from the box. Of course, with his hands full, he had to twist the cap off with his palm and fumbled the metal on the bridge with a combination of the thunder and his own growing intoxication.
"Oh shit, she sounds friendly," he remarked as he took a swig from the newest bottle. He finally had the good sense to offer it to Cid as if they were at the point of sharing again. "Please don't ask me to make a mad dash to a side entrance if she's mad at you bringing a fling home. I'm rapidly losing my ability to run."