etrayalogs | 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

No, no - it's just, I wish I could offer what you initially asked for. The black one, I mean. [ She likes seeing him, he's a light in this strange world! Don't twist this! ]

It is surprisingly not hard to get the colors you need from the others, so you should keep this, since I cannot trade for it. Please.

[ A light. That would throw him entirely off, but she's nice and pretty and cool, so he's keeping it light and breezy best he can. Don't fuck up your friendships, Dean, as self-sabotaging as you are. ]

Okay, okay. [ He'll flash a smile and pocket it. ] How far along is yours?

[ She fishes her string of beads out. It has eight yellow beads on now, with the purple and indigo still lying in a little plastic case that she'd repurposed for them. ]

Nearly done, but the last two are proving to be unpopular choices. [ The pockets everything again, smiling wryly. ] I did not expect to get so invested in this activity, but here I am. I do appreciate that it's a little more active than... sitting around coffee and pastries, though. [ You know, like last time. ]

Barely more active.

[ But she's not wrong, though he's still fishing out a flask and taking a quick swig. ]

I'm getting there with the beads, but I need a few more. Kinda wanna keep it. Think they'll let me?

... They may, if you ask. I might ask the same; it will be a nice memento of people I met this week.

[ But first - the flask gets a pointed, inquisitive look. What is that, Dean Winchester? ]

[ a wee flask of nonya ]

Cool. I used to have a couple bracelets but they got lost. Never replaced ‘em, had bigger fish to fry.

Couple bracelets? [ She can't help herself, she smiles. ] Are those what they sound like?

[ what- oh. he laughs. ]

No, no. God no. I meant more than one, leather ones, and, uh - some beads a hippie chick gave me one time after I got rid of a ghost for her.

[ No, she's running with this now. Sorry, Dean. Her smile turns into a grin. ]

So you are not the type to 'do' couple bracelets?

[ She's getting a 'look', wry but amused. ]

I'm not exactly a 'settle down' couple bracelet guy.

You don't need bracelets to settle down. Aren't rings more traditional for such a thing?

[ She's not wearing any, but it's whatever. ]

... But I am only teasing. I wore a lot of bracelets at home, or earrings. There aren't very many accessory options at Roxx, however.

For us, yeah. Though I guess it depends on the person. Couple. Bracelets could totally be a thing.

[ Dean's only worn one ring in his life, and it was some old silver thing he'd lost long ago, and it really hadn't been anything beyond a convenient bottle opener for his beer. ]

A jewelry lady, huh? Is...Roxx on Mars? [ ...he starts laughing a little at himself, rocks on mars. ]

What... [ On Mars? What is he talking about? The confusion is apparent on her face, but it quickly dissolves into an amused laugh. ] No, not Mars. Roxx is here.

It is the clothing store near the apartments. They seem to have nearly everything, but somehow not the sort of bangles I would prefer.

Oh, right, right.

[ The bunker had his closet, thank fuck. ]

What kinda bangles do you like? I’m assuming not the kind we’re working on now.

No, not like this. [ She shakes out the beaded bracelet. ]

The solid sort, with less beads than these. Bracers do well too... [ She gestures to her wrist like she traces an imaginary one. ]

Occasionally I would hook a split cape to them, and it would look a little like wings when I fly.

Like an angel.

[ A beautiful woman soaring through the sky....yeah. that's angelic. ]

I suppose, a little. A friend of mine has actual wings like an angel - [ She spreads her hands out, as if to describe it. ] feathers, and all. One of the most beautiful mutations I've ever seen.

[ Cas used to have wings, as far as Dean knows - but they're chicken-fried now, thanks to trusting the wrong angel. Not Cas' fault, shit happens. Dean's fucked up similarly on occasion. ]

I bet it was. That's pretty damn cool.

JUNE MINGLE.

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