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arora

Hello, citizens of Etraya.

Our next mission will begin on Friday, November 20th.

Over the course of the next week, the companion bots will be hard at work fitting our city with the tools necessary for this mission. I ask that you please not disturb their work during this time.

For this mission, you will be competing in a city-wide showdown between yourselves, separated into five different teams. Each team will have their own zone of the city, marked with colored flags that correspond to your teams. Each of you will also have weaponry equipped with paint in your team's colors which you may use to hinder enemy teams from claiming your territory. As time passes, the borders around the edges of our city will close in, lowering the amount of space you all have to work with and blocking those lands from being claimed by other teams.

The goal of this mission is simple: claim as much land for your team as you possibly can over the course of two weeks. I will not be announcing teams until the day the mission starts, at which point you will be assigned to your own lands, as well as be assigned a team leader and a team name. The rules for this mission will be posted throughout Alcyone Wake's Town Center, to ensure everyone has time to look them over.

As a reward for victory, I will be giving the winning team leader the title of Etraya's town sheriff. This comes with a badge, and while it will not change anything in an official capacity, I have heard many state that there are no laws here and that they have concerns therein. Perhaps this will help?

Thank you,
Aurora

yourotherleft

Looks like I've finally got a question.

[no shade to previous question-askers but also all the shade]

It's November, right? Again. I got here just before November last year, but it wasn't anywhere near November where I started. So, did I get an extra birthday, or does it not count? How the hell do I know how old I'm supposed to be? Twenty-three, twenty-four? [incredulous!] Shit, am I twenty-four already? How does that happen?

[the real question:] How do you know how old you are, here? Does it matter? Not that I care, I was just wondering.

etrayamods

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hydrophobics

( When the video first starts it's sole focus is on the small but fluffy little creature currently toying with the knobs on a modern oven. It is immediately distracted by a pale hand offering it what looks to be part of a pumpkin, though the he takes it only to scale the arm belonging to said hand, the feed swinging with it as the brushbug clamours all the way up to Qifrey's neck.

Qifrey - without his cap and cloak, tunic sleeves hanging around his waist - frowns at nothing in particular before he realises that he's managed to start the video. Then his most pleasant smile takes its place upon his face. )

Ah, good.

( Brushbuddy pwees in agreement before he shoves the whole segment in his mouth, cheeks bursting. )

Hello. If we haven't met, I'm Qifrey. I hope it's alright that I'm coming to you like this, I've tried to figure out what the ... network is used for and it seems to be calls for aid for the most part. ( And bickering. ) So in the interest of both not setting a fire in my new home and stopping myself from repeating some mistakes - Mister Accelerator, I promise, no unwanted water spells here - I need help.

( The feed swings back to the counter top. The oven. The pot. The chopped ingredients. )

How on earth does this work? So far I've made a light but no heat and I do think that's needed for soup. Any assistance would be greatly appreciated, and certainly I could probably make a vat big enough to make up for the trouble!

( Another louder pwee, the feed swinging back to Brushbuddy once more. )

Puff-puff would appreciate it too.

fearlessthan

[A video pan of the baroque interior shows a room topped with vaulted ceilings and decorated by well-appointed furnishings. Tasteful navy blue drapes frame the window the camera settles on, with golden accents peppering detailed woodwork. Then the angle drifts upwards and lingers on the delicate crown moulding.

This is undeniably the Kiramman estate.

There's a low whistle before the camera flips to reflect Hal Jordan's grinning face.]

Did you all know there're free mansions out here?

maellum

Okay. That's enough. I've reached my limit and I can't do it anymore.

I have too much candy. If anyone wants it, I'll be bringing it down to the apartment lobby.

[Some of this may or not be from her personal stash.]

I think my blood has turned into syrup. I never want to look at another chocolate, sour gummy, or brightly colored sweet again. Please, take it away from me.

madefortomorrow

so i've been thinking 🤔

there's like an unusually high concentration of hot people around here. 😯

does this mean in a way our worlds are safer because of the impact this must have on global warming?🤔🤔

does this mean that we are at a higher risk of climate change here?! 😟

i encourage everyone to think of ways you can personally reduce your own environmental foot print! 💡💡💡💡

sophielicious

(No video today, girlie is literally recording this from her couch, in sweatpants, a shirt that is three times her size, and no make up, ok, this some serious shit.

No using pretty for comfort today, let's go.)

Hello, Etrayans.

This is Sophie Cuckoo, known now as Empress. You may know me from my greatest hits: making posts where chaos reigns and giving horrible advice, ragebaiting, being the one true life of the party of Etraya as the party thrower, advocating for telepathy usage, and being the owner of NYX.

Before I go further into what my actual point is, I think we should review the latest.

A few months ago, our foot-in-mouth doctor, Daniil, made a post about keeping the population safe in case of an emergency — the emergency being us, metahumans, or however the fuck you decide to name us, losing control or simply just waking up choosing violence.

He did not word it the best way possible, fucking shocker, by the way — which brought discomfort to some of our population. I think it is, or should be, no surprise that several of us have had some sort of struggle, if not downright tragedy, when it comes to any attempts to contain the threats we can become or that others have become in our worlds, in our pasts. I myself did not react in the most empathetic, understanding, or sane way, and due to the fact that he pissed me off and I have a super short fuse that is almost nonexistent, I nearly proved his point.

Fast-forwarding, the way I dealt with it is that I closed NYX temporarily so I could get my house in order. What I came to the conclusion of is, plain and simple, that this is... Counter-productive. I can stay here in fear, growling, threatening, dick measuring, and telling the people I care about not to be themselves because I'm scared of them getting hurt, or I can help out to the best of my ability to help making sure nobody gets hurt. How are we going to do that? I'm not so sure, though, but I'm going to start somewhere, which is working and providing for the community we are building.

I will be reopening NYX. I would like the space to be used by you, whichever way you decide to use it. All I am here for is to provide the space and the tools for you to use it. That said, there can be classes; it's up to you and what you can do, how, when. Just tell me where you are using it and how so I can provide. Every month there will be activities, rather than set education. I'll put the schedule up in front of the building, and I'll announce it with the monthly-ish posts.

The kitchen will be running again, meaning you guys don't have to deal with vacation Clark anymore; he's back to work. Clark, just pretend I told you prior. Surprise? I guess? Anyway.

Most importantly, what can I do to make this place less shitty? What would you want to see done for the community? How can I help us, metahumans, and how can we help the normies? Etc. How can we just... Get at least a little less stabby? Or, I don't know, more stabby, if it solves anything. I just want to hear ideas; I'm not picky.

Last, but not least. Twice a week, I'll be opening my mindscape for meetings and simulations. If this concept is news to you, just imagine I am making a little or huge guest room, or lab, or jungle, or whatever the fuck, in my brain for us to discuss private matters, run possibilities, try prototypes, visualize things, so forth. It is pretty handy, though. Time dilation is a thing, all resources are easy to grasp, and I literally have all the Dazzler discography memorized, so the possibilities are endless. Just skip the 3rd album. It was disappointing.

If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask.

All my love, all that bullcrap, so forth, whatever.

Cuckoo out.

thantagonist

[ At around nine in the morning, a camera comes on to show the subject of the scene. Daniil’s home, toilet papered. Very impressive, considering the height of the three story rowhome. There is just a long, irritated sigh heard before Daniil swaps the camera around to face him.]

[Daniil looks terrible. He looks exhausted, his hair is a mess, he’s still wearing the body of a bull costume, he has purplish bruises on his neck- There’s a fumbling as it switches back to show JUST the house. ]

When- not if- I find whoever did this, I’m going to make you eat every last square of it!

Animals! The lot of you!

torchbearer

So, just kinda curious.

What exactly is the money situation here? Happy to trade art for whatever helps to keeps the lights on. And helps me get coffee.

Here's some of my work.

Oh, and the name's Kyle.

infirmiere

I have no idea why on god's green earth I am back here after fucking AGES but since I am, if anyone is in need of healing services, please don't hesitate to contact me.

I even work on hangovers.

I take payment in cheeseburgers and pineapple smoothies or your undying gratitude, whichever is easier to come by at the time.

percussion

Hello. My name is Justin Law. Humble servant of God, and deliverer of His will.

[Said in a slightly louder than necessary voice, by this teen who seems to be wearing a combination of several religions clothing.]

It has come to my attention that the denizens of this city have recently suffered from a wide spread madness affliction. While I’m greatly dismayed that I was not here to assist in helping preserve sanity during that troubling time, I will do my utmost to ensure it never happens again.

To which I ask this of you all: it’s of great importance that the presence of any Clowns or Witches are reported to me immediately. Yes, any.

[Is it just by chance he's posting this after a certain witch hung up on him? Maybe.]

For clowns, I don’t mean strange men dressing questionably— I mean the creatures of madness incarnate. You will know them by their deeply unsettling presence and horrific appearance.

As for the Witches, that one is harder to visually discern as they can take many disguises, but they are known especially for their deceiving ways. Whatever "facts" one may tell you could just be another ruse to lower your guard. If you suspect one, let me know, and I will determine their true intent.

 Thank you, and God be with you.

torchstone

[ At first you may hear some rustling, followed by a few tapping sounds, like the user of this strange electronic device has never recorded an audio note before or something. ]

Oi. Is this thing on?

[ There's a brief pause before he seems satisfied that this thing is, in fact, on. The voice is a bit gruff, deep and thickly accented, like fantasy British except he's from fantasy Yorkshire. He clears his throat. ]

Seein' as there's some apparent misconceptions about witches in this world, I'm here to spread a bit o' witch awareness. I'm Olruggio, a witch, so I'd say I'm somethin' of an authority on the matter.

First off, witches don't look like that. We're not green and warty and we don't cackle like mardy liongoats flyin' about on brooms. Enchanted brooms would still be for sweepin', obviously, but they'd do most of the work for you, or else what would even be the point? [Grumbling: ] A broom would make for a terrible flying contraption anyway, how would you even keep your balance on a twig like that? Ridiculous. [ A little cough. ] ... As I was saying, witches serve the people, providin' them with useful magic to improve their way of living.

Second, about the hats: they're not brimmed, least they ought not to be. If you happen to see a real witch wearin' a brimmed cap, avoid them at all cost. Brimmed Cap witches are extremely dangerous, usin' forbidden magic and the like. They've got no scruples about castin' transfiguration magic on human bodies, wipin' memories without provocation, tormenting children, and all other manner of wicked things. They're a rotten bunch--do not engage with 'em.

... I suppose that's all I've got to say on the matter for the time bein'. Now, how do you turn this thing o--

brat

I'm bored.

( says the boy who can be visibly seen hanging upside down from a street light in nova city at three in the morning. because this is a completely normal time for a boy to be outside climbing street lamp poles. )

And given what I witnessed during our last mission, many of you could use some work on your stealth capabilities. So, let's play a game: hide and seek.

You hide, anywhere within Etraya, and I will find you. I do not need any clues or hints, nor do I need to know you personally. If I find you within two hours of you saying you have hidden yourself, you lose. If it takes me longer than that, the victory is yours. If you prefer a smaller playing field, such as within Nova City, we can lower the amount of time I have to seek. If I find you within my time frame, I will tell you how I found you and what you can do to better hide yourself next time.

madefortomorrow

so i was thinking. 🤔 there are a lot of people around here and a lot of you i don't a damn thing about. and that must be true for everyone right? 🤯

so i think we gotta get to to know each other a little better. 🙂‍↕️

and i think unpopular opinions are a pretty good way to get to know people in a community. 💡💡💡 you find out a lot about someone by discovering what they believe in strongly enough to risk be completely wrong about it 😎

so! hit me with your unpopular opinions. food, music, movies, hobbies, whatever. what hill are you willing to die on that would get you booed out of a room full of reasonable people?

i promise to be respectful of everyone's opinions. 🫡

numinousname

[hello it's 3amposting]

To whomever may be awake at this hour: If it is something you do not mind sharing, I would like to hear what it is you do for your own enjoyment, rather than another's.

crimsonsphere

Paine here. Looking for volunteers who want to talk about what they witnessed and/or experienced in the last mission. If you have anything visual--photos, stuff in the background of video calls--that you want to share, I'll add that too.

Records are in the library. You can come look through them whenever you want.

Don't worry, I'm doing this for the non-horrorshow missions too.

sophielicious

uh so hi

first things first

if you met me during the mission you might not have actually met me but a specific version stuck in time

or literally any other cuckoo or frost i don't super remember much???? so

important thing is if i traumatized, offended, hurt, girlbossed, gatekept, gaslit, upset, hivemind assimilated to or otherwise, or flashed anyone, please let me know so i can properly understand and address the situation to the best of my abilities, apologize and try to find ways to avoid this happening again in the future

ok most importantly its been a hot minute, this should be the nyx post

except it totally isn't

my decision on it is late because i am working out final details. stay tuned

until then

you guys totally remember how i would come around, you'd tell me your problems or well your friend's problem, although we all know that the friend is really you so youre not actually fooling anyone but bless your heart for trying, and then i'd grace you with my never-ending, absolute unquestionable wisdom?

it's that time again.

tell me your/your friend's/your friend's friend's cousin's sister's problem and i'll fix your life for free or for the small fee of a small favor down a very short line.

see you guys soon, maybe in this plane of existence!

maybe not. 🧠🧠🧠🧠🧠

all my 💖,

sophie frost cuckoo
codename empress

maipokerface

[Mai just doesn't beat around the bush. She's laid out on whatever kind of couch the apartments come equipped with. She's still getting the hang of the ear piece but she looks as dryly unimpressed as ever.]

So be honest with me here, was that last mission the rule, the exception or neither? Do I need to be prepared to be haunted every time I get thrown into one of these things or was that just a fun little treat?

outofthepast

[Nick writes out the message, but includes an audio recording of himself reading it, for courtesy.]]

Good afternoon, folks. I hope everybody's doing about as well as they can be. The Valentine Detective Agency is officially open in the square at Alcyone's Wake. I'm a private investigator with a good eighty years of experience, so if you need somebody nosy, I'm your man. The office is furnished and open and I'm ready to consult on your cases for the low low price of absolutely free.

(I don't sleep, so I have a lot of time on my hands. Though if you'd rather trade favors, that's fine too.)

I'm looking to meet everybody eventually anyway, so please don't be shy about introducing yourself. Especially after that fiasco. If you need anything, even just a friendly voice and somebody to check in on you, let me know.

Now, on a totally different topic, is anybody familiar with nuclear tech? Any high-grade mechanics in the neighborhood? There's some maintenance I've been putting off and the seaside air did absolutely nothing to help.

Etraya Network

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