etrayalogs | MISSION 004 (part 1)

MISSION 004 (part 1)

WHO: Everyone!
WHEN: July 19th-July 27th.
WHERE: Moorecroft Village
WHAT: Enjoy life in your new suburban neighborhood!
NOTES\WARNINGS: Potential death.

⏵ welcome home ⏴
Welcome to Moorecroft Village, where the sun casts a gentle glow through soft white clouds. Pavement paths wind around the village, adorned with wildflowers in every hue. Birds sing a soothing melody, while a few content cats lounge in sunspots or on benches along the streets. Cars hum by, ferrying residents to work, the store, or back home after a busy day.

It looks almost perfect. The ideal little village, occupied by individuals from all over. Orcs, elves, faeries, werewolves, vampires, and dhampirs coexist harmoniously, each contributing to their quaint little town. Despite their varied backgrounds, they appear to embrace this place as their own. They take their baby carriages out during the day for a stroll, chatting with friends and neighbors about current happenings, discussing their most recent mission (a ‘game’ of Whodunit, in which one of theirs, Theo, was tasked with killing one of their own each day and they all had to figure out who had killed them before they could come back to life) and the difficulties therein, new job assignments, weird things the teens in their houses are getting up to... generic, neighborly conversations.

The village is full of life. There are numerous facilities to wander and things to do! The library houses a vast collection of books spanning history from countless other worlds and whimsical children's tales. Teens gather at the ice skating rink, while the movie theater screens films spanning generations. An aquarium full of wonders: glowing rainbow fish, miniature great white sharks, a colorful octopus with patterns running over it that almost look like ivy, and numerous others.

In the daytime, everyone can explore clothing stores, indulge in gourmet cakes from the grocers, and partake in leisurely pursuits without financial concerns; just like on Etraya, money does not exist here.

⏵ help wanted ⏴
Moorecroft surpasses Etraya in its development, offering attractions and activities to engage its inhabitants throughout the day. But with these advancements come additional responsibilities. By day, at least one adult from every household is expected to fulfill their shifts at 'day jobs', lasting anywhere from four to eight hours. Meanwhile, the youth are expected to go to school, absorbing knowledge in various disciplines.

Each job duty requires different skillsets, but whether or not those required skillsets are matched to those who are expected to work them... well. They’ll have plenty of time for training, won’t they? Or perhaps they’ll get dropped right into their job and be expected to figure it out all on their own.

For the younger residents, education is structured into two main institutions: "Sandalwood Lower" for those twelve and under, and "Maplewood Upper" for older students. These schools offer a broad curriculum encompassing Language Arts, Mathematics, Science, Physical Education, Technology, Fine Arts, and a diverse array of Foreign Languages. Electives range widely, from specific sports to Survival Training, Creative Writing, Journalism, and Sociology.

At lunchtime, the school cafeteria presents an array of choices. Options range from standard fare like school pizza to other offerings such as vampire's blood, brains, and hearts—just in case an unexpected guest should drop in. After all, one never knows who might show up in Moorecroft.

⏵ honey do's ⏴
But life extends beyond work and school. A structured routine of what is expected of each household is kept on digital calendars, and installed on the wall in the kitchen of each house. These calendars update daily with smaller tasks, and weekly with larger ones, detailing what is expected of those residing within its walls.

Typical tasks include simple activities such as:

Take the child(ren) for a walk outdoors.
Visit the local park.
Bake a pie for the neighbors.
Tell your spouse(s) how important they are to you.
Share a secret.
Shop with your child(ren).
Mow the lawn.
Don’t forget to attend your child’s school’s PTA meeting!
Help with homework.
Take family photos.
Go on a date.

More complex tasks are found under weekly checklists, and may involve:

Host a neighborhood barbeque competition.
Volunteer at the hospital.
Teach your child a sport.
Start a soccer league.
Create a garage band.
Get a part time job.
Join a club.

Eos will check off each task as it is completed. At the bottom of each calendar, a tally records the completion of tasks, providing a visual measure of productivity and community involvement.

⏵ night watch ⏴
As the sun lowers over the horizon, everything shifts. Every long-term resident understands the consequences of curfew and the threats within. They retreat to their homes, urging those unfamiliar to them who may not understand the rules just yet that they, too, need to return indoors for the night.

Within the confines of their houses, life continues under a fragile veil of normalcy. A peek into some of the homes of long-term residents will find them playing board games with their family units, completing homework or work assignments they were unable to finish during the day, watching a few family-friendly shows on their couches, or enjoying a late dinner. Eventually, they’ll return to their beds and wait for the sound of their alarms.

In Moorecroft, no friendly companion bots roam the streets during the day. In their place, highly advanced robots emerge to enforce curfew once the time comes. They silently make their way through the streets, sweeping away anything that isn’t part of Eos’ design: trash left out on the street, bugs left by suspicious men wearing cowls that have ears on them, graffiti, new decor that Eos decides she doesn’t like. No winds shake the trees, there are no cars on the road, but noises can be heard coming from outside that don't sound... normal by any means. Croaks, whispers, scratches against doors and walls alike.

Those who defy curfew will be asked, once, to return to their homes. If they opt not to listen, they are met with force: physically restrained, subdued, and dragged back to their homes. If they decide to fight, the bots are not above killing them and dropping their limp bodies just inside the front door of their houses. They will revive after 48 hours but not without cost. Each return carries an absence—a missing memory, a lost skill, or a fragment of their very essence, stolen away in the process of their revival.

Even those who manage to evade capture will awaken in their beds with no recollection of their death or what they may have witnessed before dying. They will instead have a vague feeling that something horrifying happened.

⏵ NOTES ⏴

Daily and weekly tasks can be chosen by players! We won't be listing these out for each household, but relying on players to choose what's most fun for them to play with within their households.

As noted on Mission Plotting, we're open to one group successfully staying out past curfew, but would like to keep this to one thread.

We have a separate log for NPC interactions for this mission!

For any questions relating to the contents of this log, mod queries thread on the initial plotting post to assist us in keeping all mission-related information in one place. All other questions can be directed to the FAQ.
⏵FULL NAVIGATION⏴

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[ open prompts and closed starters to be linked below! if you'd like something tailored, please PM or hit up my plotting comment here! ]

« "blending in"

[ Ororo goes to work. She has never held a typical job in her life, and... it's odd; she isn't sure she likes it. No one else from Etraya seemed to be assigned to her workplace, and that makes it both lonesome and not. She makes the best of what she has and talks to the locals in the TV station, and gathers what information she can about life here on Moorecroft. She gets advice about doing the little tasks, about how they complete missions and what the last one had been like (Ororo tries very hard not to react too viscerally at the thought of anyone being compelled to be a secret serial killer.), and, of course, all their stern warnings about the curfew.

Thankfully it's not a very demanding job at all. She's on air (people still watch TV here?) for the morning and afternoon forecast - that she discreetly makes sure are always right - and then she's free to explore the little town. There's local coffeeshops and bakeries for lunchbreaks. The library gets a stop so she can compare their books with the one she received from Aurora. There's a bit of time spent outside the aquarium too, where she wonders if she should explore it with selected friends.

She takes a car instead of flying around, abiding by local traffic regulations, opting to keep her powers hidden for now. Occasionally she parks outside the school - sometimes to pick up her designated son, but as that's a duty she shares with her other housemates, sometimes she's also just there to look for familiar faces and catch up.

All in all, it's all very wholesome and mundane and normal. Not for the first time, Ororo realizes how much she dislikes it.

[ ooc: Feel free to run into her anywhere, or wildcard a location! ]

« honey do's

[ The tasks on the calendar are probably some of the oddest things she about this place, but she's trying to use them to her advantage. They're very simply worded! She wonders if there are loopholes.

a. If she is to take family photos, can she take another family's photos? - She picks up a touristy disposable camera from a general store, wondering if she could use it as an excuse to go visit some friends.

b. She has to go on a date - does that have to be with the near-strangers she's being forced to share a house with, or could she take anyone out for a pre-dinner (as, tragically, no one's allowed to go for something later.)

c. ~~Teach someone to parallel park~~ - no, she's skipping this one, she tried to teach Kitty what must be a decade ago now and fared better with teaching her to pick her way out of handcuffs.

d. Bring a neighbor a casserole would have been fine, if she knew how to make one. She takes one to-go from a restaurant on the way home from work, and picks a house at random. Knock, knock!

e. Do the groceries - don't forget the milk gets a frown, because what else was needed, other than milk? She puts some wine and fruit in her cart, before heading for the dairy section. ]

[ ooc: please feel free to either pick or wildcard a task with her! ]

[Ororo may not care for her job, but it’s Cid’s favorite part of the day. As soon as his ~~liege~~husband leaves for work along with the kids, Cid sets about his little routines. He checks off as many of his daily tasks as he’s able, rewarding himself to a little sit and watch of Ororo’s weather report.]

[He’s got a full blown crush on the weather lady, and who can blame him? He misses her a bit when she has a day off… But that just means he can go find her in person. He picks up the phone in the kitchen and gives her household a call.]

Hello…?

[ Ororo knows the concept of days off, but having them enforced on her like this is even newer than the day job she has to take. What do you mean people just take the day off?

Needing things to occupy herself, she's up early and studying the daily tasks in their calendar, wondering why don't forget the milk has yet to clear from her list and weighing it against grab coffee with a friend, when the phone startles her. No one's used it yet. ]

... Hello? This is Ororo speaking.

[The library is one of the few places in this new bubble that doesn't actively annoy Accelerator, though that may be because his only real hobby is reading, and it isn't every day that you get the chance to explore books from other universes. When he isn't in school, working, or (trying to) nap he finds himself there, poking around the stacks and looking for interesting reading material.

It isn't surprising to see other Etrayans around the place, though he does a bit of a double take when he sees Ororo. He recognizes her despite having only spoken to her once, that she had been concerned about Laura's safety (which was nice) and wanting an exception to a rule he and Robin had set (which was less nice).

But her knowing Laura is pretty important regardless, and it would be smart to get a better idea of the kinds of people the kid is hanging around, so after some mulling he approaches. In his non-crutch hand is a graphic novel, emblazened on the cover a woman dressed in red in front of a decrepit-looking spaceship, and when he's close enough to read the title of the book she's holding he raises an eyebrow.]

They carry shit like that here?

[ Ororo is in here checking on what other books might be around, half-expecting more silly little books on jokes and parenting and getting pleasantly surprised by the decent collection of other genres. She's reaching for a non-fiction one on weather patterns when Accelerator calls her attention. ]

Oh. Hello there. [ She studies him for a moment, and offers a smile. ] Laura's friend, yes? Accelerator?

[ He asked a different question, yes, but she's going to attempt to make a proper introduction first. ]

[Oh, God. He looks thrown off by the mention of being Laura's friend, his instinctive reaction being the urge to spit out a vicious 'absolutely not.' Befriending people is not something he does, so it's always his first reaction.

But this is Laura and things are a little complicated with her. There's also the fact that if he gets defensive that might get back to her, and he really doesn't want to make her upset because he has a metric ton of baggage. So he looks kind of stuck as he tries to come up with an answer that will not seriously upset an eleven year old.]

..................................................... I don't know about that. It's not like that kind of thing's ever come up.

[Anyways!!! In a kind of pathetic attempt to get away from the subject of friendship, he glances over at the book Ororo was reaching for and raises an eyebrow.]

Weather patterns?

Ororo Munroe (Storm) | Marvel 616 | open and closed

(open) - blending in and honey do's

Potential wildcard, but it could become any one of those prompts, or something else!

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The library

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D

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honey do's: D

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honey dos, a

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blending in.

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honey do's - part d

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wildcard, lmk if this works!!

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(closed) - laura

cw violence toward a violent child :)b

cw: blood :(b