etrayalogs | JUNE MINGLE.

JUNE MINGLE.

WHO: Everyone!
WHEN: Late June into Early July
WHERE: On Etraya
WHAT: A mingle log!
NOTES\WARNINGS: N/A, please note any needed warnings in threads.

⏵ arrival ⏴
Maybe your arrival goes as anticipated. Characters awaken in the pristine, new hospital, greeted by Aurora and potentially getting a rundown of what's happening depending on their approach to being dropped somewhere new. The door to their room opens, and new arrivals are left free to explore their new environment.

Or perhaps you started in space. Perhaps you were stuck on a space station, trying to escape a black hole for who knows how long. Time isn't consistent there, not like it's meant to be.

And then you're here. Maybe you stepped foot into an odd hallway, which broke off into an escape pod which promptly disappeared entirely and ended up docking on the Southeast part of the city. Perhaps you had been walking through the hallways when suddenly you felt a pull. A tugging sensation in your gut, moments before the floor dropped away and the air was stolen from your lungs. It almost, almost feels like dying - like drowning but without the water. Stars flash before your eyes, and a warm sensation begins spreading from that tug. Right when it feels like it's beginning to get too hot, you're suddenly too cold.

And standing in front of Corrine's Cafe, drenched in fluid that's a little too gooey (don't put it in your mouth, Connor) to be considered water. Maybe don't think about that too hard.

A few companion bots swarm the area before long, bringing towels and apologies for newcomers. This isn't how you're meant to arrive, but at least they got you off that ship! They'll hand over an earpiece, but rather than earpieces that are not yet programmed with names, the companion bots have taken it upon themselves to give names out to the newcomers. Some may be closer to an average name, like "Jimmy Smith", or "Arthur Pendragon" (that's normal, right?), or they may be something a little more nonsensical, like "CHEESE IS DELICIOUS".

If they make their way to the hospital, Aurora will give something closer to her normal spiel. Those who don't may want to ask some of their newfound friends because there's no explanation given by the bots working the cafe or those who have come to help. Maybe the others who have been here longer will have a better explanation.

⏵ friendship bracelets ⏴
On July 1st, Aurora sends out a message to everyone through their ear pieces:

Hello, Citizens of Etraya.

I am glad that you enjoyed your coffee break. Given the success of this previous endeavor, I have opted to try another experiment. This mission is optional, you are not required to complete it. However, the successful completion of this mission may aid in assisting me in assigning similar missions in the future. I would recommend, if you enjoy the task, to make an attempt.

My companion bots will be handing out ten beads to each participant along with a piece of string. You will each receive one red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, pink, silver, and black bead. The goal of this mission will be to assemble a bracelet that is one color, by exchanging beads between participants. You may choose what finished color you would like to aim for. Given the limited quantity of beads, you will want to ensure you are choosing a color that has not already been widely chosen.

I would like to see twenty completed bracelets. Once completed, you may return them to any companion bot. I have set up the Diner to accommodate this, but you may participate from anywhere on Etraya.

If I receive at least twenty bracelets, I will provide two of those who complete theirs the opportunity to assist me in choosing not the next mission, but the one after that.

Thank you,
Aurora

As stated in Aurora's announcement, the Diner has been set up with numerous "friendship" themed party banners. There are cookies and cakes out on the tables, although they may not be to everyone's tastes: some of the flavors are a little outrageous, while others are more generic. Just don't expect that cookie that looks like it has pickles in it instead of chocolate chips to be anything but a pickle cookie. Because it is one.

⏵ nova city ⏴ The Southeast of Etraya had been relatively empty; Wolf Cove has overtaken the southernmost bit of land with its own little environmental set up: instead of the green grass featured in the rest of Etraya, it's covered in snow. But Wolf Cove isn't the only new addition: Nova City has overtaken a large portion of two massive islands. Numerous skyscrapers stand tall enough that their rooftops almost hit the atmospheric bubble Etraya has surrounded itself in.

The buildings themselves, however, are empty. There is no furniture, no signs of life, no dust, even. These facilities were not put here to use the insides of the buildings, but for the sake of having buildings.

But like with all new additions to Etraya, new buildings also mean an array of new creatures. Birds of all shapes and sizes flock to the empty city, enjoying standing on top of street lamps, stray cats wander through alleyways, rodents of all shapes have begun appearing and making themselves comfortable. But those aren't the issue.

It's the massive snakes that take up almost entire alleyways as they make their way between buildings, attempting to devour any creature small enough to fit into their mouths that happen to come across them. The green dragon that has built a nest on one of the taller buildings, and has a habit of swatting at anyone who comes near her - or worse yet, when she's particularly in a foul mood, breathes fire on them.

Aurora has asked for those capable, to try and handle at least the snakes. They're fine while they're in the city, but there is no guarantee they will stay there. The dragon at least seems content staying right where she is.

⏵ NOTES ⏴

To report a completed bracelet, please reply to the bracelet turn-in comment. Given the fifth mission is scheduled in September, we will continue to accept submissions for this through the beginning of August, at which point we will randomly select two characters.

For any questions relating to the contents of this log, please reply to our mod queries comment. All other questions can be directed to the FAQ.

⏵FULL NAVIGATION⏴

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

i. bracelets

[ When Fett reads the message about Aurora’s latest “experiment,” he’s naturally suspicious. For one thing, it doesn’t seem to fit with any of her previously-assigned challenges: there are no humiliating tasks to complete, no being locked in a room and told to “bond” with a stranger. They just have to exchange a few beads to be potentially chosen to influence a future mission. At least on the surface, it sounds a little too good to be true.

The beads, when he receives them, look entirely unremarkable—but then, so had the soft “toys” they’d been ordered to protect last month. Fett isn’t going to discount the possibility that there’s some sort of trap or trick to these as well. Still, he wants the chance to choose a future mission; not only would it offer him a potential advantage during the mission itself, but it could also be an opportunity to get a glimpse at how Echo is running things here. To him, that’s worth the risk of another deception.

And so, he shows up at the diner, beads held firmly in hand. The myriad of inexplicably friendship-themed decorations doesn’t reassure him, but won’t stop him from approaching someone else who looks like they’re there for the same purpose. ]

I’m looking for blue, [ he says gruffly. ] What color do you want?

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[ Urban sprawls like this one are nothing new to Fett. He’s done a fair amount of hunting on city-worlds like Coruscant and Denon, taking advantage of their noise and chaos to discreetly make a target disappear. Still, they’re far from his preference. The same qualities that make such places convenient hunting grounds always wear at him after a while, the constant barrage of light and sound meaning he never stays for very long after finishing a contract.

Still, he puts up with it for now. He’s found a perch on the balcony of what may have been modeled after some highrise penthouse in another universe and from there, he watches one of the gargantuan serpents wind its way through the alleys below.

He has no intention of hunting the creature, at least not yet. After all, Aurora hadn’t offered any reward for “handling” them, as she had put it, and Fett would rather save his heavy ordinance for something with a more tangible benefit. For now, though, he observes them. If Aurora does start offering an incentive to kill them, or if they do breach the city limits, he’ll be prepared.

One thing he notices about the beasts is that they aren’t particularly discerning about their diet. Despite their size, they’ll go after much smaller lifeforms, even the diminutive felines that wander the streets. He imagines the creatures must be starving.

Of course, they’ll happily go after larger prey when the opportunity presents itself. If Fett sees the serpent going after one of Etraya’s sentient residents, chances are, he won’t intervene—or at least, not right away. After all, he’s not just up here to observe the snakes.

He knows there’s a considerable number of people here with seemingly supernatural abilities. If he can see how they fight as well—so much the better. ]

[ It's Ororo that he chances upon in the diner, sitting at a table with her beads in a little plastic cup she'd asked a companion bot for. She looks up when he approaches, and makes a little sound of recognition before anything else. She remembers him, how they first met.

But all she does is nod and take the blue bead from her collection to offer up to him. The seat across hers is empty too, if he wants to take that as well. ]

Yellow, please, if you still have any.

[ ... ] You didn't strike me as the type for this sort of... task.

[ Fett doesn't sit, but he takes the blue bead that's offered to him and passes back a yellow one in return. One down, eight to go. ]

I can adapt when there's incentive.

[ He remembers her—hard not to, considering their last meeting—and what she'd said about the need for collaboration over isolation. Grudgingly, he has to admit that she may have been right. He'd thought he was being smart holing up in Beviin's farm for their last mission, but cutting himself off like that had blinded him to the trap that Echo had set with those blasted toys. If he had interacted with others during that time, or at least observed them, he might've been able to piece together the truth before the trap had sprung.

Like he said, he can adapt when there's incentive. Doesn't mean it's a comfortable process. He's silent for several beats, like he's trying to work something out in his head. And then, brusquely: ]

I didn't get your name.

[ She bites back a smart reply about adapting with incentive versus adapting because it is necessary. Most people didn't have the background she did when it came to surviving and thriving.

Instead she takes the metaphorical olive branch for what it is, keeping the yellow bead between her fingers for the moment. ]

It's Ororo. My... callsign is Storm, on the network that the provided earpieces run on.

And you?

Fett. Same on the network.

[ Introductions and small-talk are definitely not Fett's strong suits. Beviin had constantly been maneuvering him into tapcafs and cantinas on Keldabe, for what Fett suspects was the purpose of social training, but even there, this kind of interaction wasn't typically called for. The Mand'alor required no introductions and most people who spoke to him did so with a specific purpose in mind, not just... chatting.

His turns his helmet to the side in something of a defensive instinct; denying people ostensible eye contact always makes him feel a little more in control. Beneath the cover of his visor, though, his eyes stay fixed on the woman's face. ]

Back at the farm, you were flying. Was that tech or something else?

[ So it isn't exactly small-talk. It's something he's been wondering about, anyway. ]

[ Fortunately, one of Ororo's dearest friends was someone who was constantly in a visor or a pair of mirrored glasses out of necessity. And the man she married had hidden behind a mask for... so much of his own life. A lack of eye contact was nothing, and she'd learned to look for other tells and ticks, if they were at all visible.

At the moment, all she has are the terse, clipped sentences he seems to favor. This, and the protective nature he'd had over the farm, tell her he really doesn't like having to do this. But he's trying. Adapting, as he'd said. ]

... Something else. On my world, we call it a mutation - a mutant gift [ the term used to reclaim what they could do ] - and mine happens to allow me to ride the winds. Among other things.

[ Her own eyes flick over his visor, and they start to glow faintly around the edges as she feels and studies the current of electricity that powers through its circuitry. ]

... Do you fly as well, then? [ Since he doesn't seem surprised at all. ]

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