There are a few ways characters can interact with this:
Characters receive a notification to please fill out the form, which is fully optional.
When forms are not filled out, they are filled out by the companion bots of Etraya! This means that while the character themself is not choosing to play with CHIRPER, their player still can.
Other characters can be prompted to fill out their friends' profiles for them.
Alternatively, they choose not to fill out the form, and it remains unfilled!
This is just a fun little way of expanding CR. For those who do post a top level, CHIRPER toplevels are worth five extra points regardless of if they are put up willingly by the character themselves. These five extra points do apply to the 25 maximum per month.
Once characters' profiles are up, other characters will be given the option of giving them a "like" or a "dislike" (using ✓ and ✕ symbols in the subject line of the comment) but they can also provide an answer as to why they gave that answer! Or just respond to the contents of their profile, +1ing the fact that if Barnabas were to get laid more often, maybe he would be less of a sourpuss.
AURORA
NAME ▷
Aurora
AGE ▷
2
STAR SIGN ▷
Aquarius
STATUS ▷
x
INTERESTS ▷
Reading, walking, construction.
Hello. My name is Aurora. My duty is to oversee your comfort and the daily workings of Etraya, as well as provide information for upcoming missions.
[Caitlyn will take her up on that offer, though it's a while later in the day. She knocks, politely, on the door and waits, also politely, for Heather to answer.]
( the last time heather had invited caitlyn to come over, she had turned her down due to safety concerns. she couldn't help but wonder if this would be the same and if she should ask someone to keep an eye out for them [perhaps henry given he had no door on his apartment]. instead she opted to simply be aware of her surroundings and stock up on snacks for her guest beforehand.
when she finally did come over, heather opened the door, wearing a plain top and leggings, barefoot in the comfort of her home. )
Hey! You came.
( and don't mind her reaching out to hug gently, taking her into her arms with ease. )
[Caitlyn does like a hug, though she isn't expecting one in this case, and it takes her a moment to respond. But once she realises the hug is happening, she gives Heather a tight squeeze before pulling away.]
Yes, I... I thought I ought to meet your new friend.
[And after what the bots posted in that profile, maybe she ought to share something about Vi.]
Well he'll be happy you swinged by, come on inside.
( whatever others may think or feel about heather, there was one thing she knew for certain [especially being in a place filled with uncertainty like etraya]—
she cared for the people she called friends, who helped her and who she got along well with. caitlyn was now naturally part of that group even if she still had a lot to learn about her.
once they were inside, heather led her towards a cage in the living room and pulled forth her pet. )
Okay so promise not to laugh, but he'll want to show you a trick first and foremost. Is that alright?
[Caitlyn follows Heather inside, looking around curiously. She's always curious about new spaces, and though she's seen the inside of flats before they still feel new to her.
A smile doesn't quite cross her face when she sees the rat, though there's a fondness that creeps into her expression along with the curiosity. It's a cute little thing, and she's never seen a pet rat before. The sorts of people who run in her parents' social circles keep dogs or cats, or sometimes exotic birds.]
( the inside of heather's space very much so screamed 'teen girl from the early 2000's'. most of what was inside were items she either stole from public spaces, items she found in the dump, or items she happened to take from others who had left. there was a decent enough couch, a coffee table made from a flat wooden plank and cinder blocks, random posters of random things and slogans, a rat cage in the center, and a bunch of items from the party she held back in december such as the n64 harold gifted her and an old crtv.
at caitlyn's approval, heather pulled out a little box, cowboy hat and rope and placed her pet on the coffee table along with the items. the little rat proceeded to pick up the hat with its paws, somehow wrangling it on its head and heather lifte dup the rope. )
Alright, watch this and be prepared to be stunned.
( she's exaggerating just a bit but mr. cheese seemed to make a few noises of excitement. heather stretched out the rope between her hands, making it a flat line, and mr. cheese began to jump over it, turning around and repeating the same motion a few times. )
( in the meantime, heather gently rose the rope up just a bit, making it so mr. cheese jumped higher. )
To be honest, he hatched from one of those eggs a while back and the very first thing he did was do a trick. I accidently circled my finger around his head and he followed it.
After that he just seemed to crave and push me into teaching him more, and the more he learned, the more he wanted to show other people too. A little odd but he's grown on me.
Those eggs... odd things did hatch out of them, didn't they? I got a rifle that comes to me when I think of it, but it only has one bullet. And we still don't know why Tatianna gave them to us...
[She came here to talk about Vi, and Heather seems eager to show off Mr. Cheese, but Caitlyn can't help but be distracted from both by the on-going mystery of Tatianna and the eggs.]
( that was life wasn't it? one silly distraction followed by other distractions. thankfully heather didn't have her mind set on only having caitlyn see mr. cheese in action. she just genuinely wanted to see her friend again regardless.
so she put the rope down, pulling mr. cheese into her hands and giving the other a rather curious expression. )
I know one of my friends had a butterfly hatch out of it, and you're right they were kinda weird. I just didn't know an actual gun could be hatched from one of them....now that's weird.
I haven't seen any indication that it is. [It's a little bit of a disconcerting thought, that the gun might have thoughts and feelings of its own. But if it does, it's never communicated them in any way.] It seems a perfectly ordinary gun, except that it appears in my hands when I want it to.
Most people seem to have gotten animals. I wonder... [Perhaps she should try to survey everything, to look for patterns in what their eggs hatched into.]
[But it's something to think on. Perhaps something for her and Riz to add to their conspiracy board.]
I— I came here to talk about something else. You'd asked about my... 'situationship?' [Not a word Caitlyn's ever heard before, though she can guess what it means. She huffs softly and sits in the nearest available chair, her fingers tapping awkwardly against her knee.] It isn't something I'm especially keen to speak on, but I... I wasn't entirely truthful when I told you that I hadn't got anyone back home. And I wanted to tell you the truth.
( while heather wasn't quite expecting for things to turn in this direction, she immediately picked up her rodent and guided them both to sit down on her couch. once seated, she held him close and turned herself fully to face caitlyn.
it was clear she was paying close attention and had all of her focus on the other. )
Oh okay, sure you can tell me anything. I would never tell anyone else by the way—
For the record, everything is confidential.
( while this technically wasn't one of her 'sessions', a service she was offering to others, she wanted caitlyn to know she could trust her. )
[With a tight little nod of acknowledgement, posture rigid, eyes only meeting Heather's briefly before drifting away, Caitlyn begins to speak.]
There was someone. Vi. She— We met because I— My parents— [No. That isn't how she wants to begin the story.] I wanted to prove I was right about something. My work. There was a case I was working on, and no one wanted to hear my theories, so I set out to prove them right. There was a suspect imprisoned who I attempted to interrogate, but when I arrived at the prison, I learned he was... indisposed. The warden offered to let me speak to the inmate responsible.
[This is where the story starts to get complicated, but Caitlyn tries to keep it as straightforward as possible. And she breezes over what were really some technically very minor crimes of her own.]
That inmate was Vi. She knew more about my case than I had anticipated, and I arranged for her release on the understanding that she would help me. Which she did. Though she brought me her share of trouble, too. [Something not quite a smile, not quite sorrow, flits across her face.] She was clever, and brave. Good-hearted. And reckless, and infuriating, and... And I'd never met anyone like her before. I thought...
[She'd thought there might be something between them. Her brows furrow as her lips press into a tight, thin line.]
Whatever my interest might be, she made clear she doesn't return it. The city we're from is divided in two by a river. Topside and the undercity, colloquially. There's always been... tension, between the two. Vi feels that us being from opposite sides of the river makes us incompatible.
( heather sat there on the couch, listening intently to her story with a curious expression. she wasn't quite sure where she was going with this but it soon became painfully obvious—
this was about unrequited love wasn't it? at least that was the very first thing that popped into heather's mind as she felt her cheeks flare up with a slight blush. of all people cait could tell this story to, heather was probably the worst person— she shied away from romance and love and had her own traumas involving the more intimate things that came with being with someone. still though she was her friend and she was starting to care deeply about cait.
and she knew the other viewed her as a friend as well given that she was sharing all of this with her. so she took a deep breath and nodded. )
That sounds like....a real heartbreak you're dealing with. Am I right? I'm sorry that really sucks, opening your heart out to someone and being vulnerable only to be rejected. It's the worst feeling in the world isn't it....
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when she finally did come over, heather opened the door, wearing a plain top and leggings, barefoot in the comfort of her home. )
Hey! You came.
( and don't mind her reaching out to hug gently, taking her into her arms with ease. )
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Yes, I... I thought I ought to meet your new friend.
[And after what the bots posted in that profile, maybe she ought to share something about Vi.]
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( whatever others may think or feel about heather, there was one thing she knew for certain [especially being in a place filled with uncertainty like etraya]—
she cared for the people she called friends, who helped her and who she got along well with. caitlyn was now naturally part of that group even if she still had a lot to learn about her.
once they were inside, heather led her towards a cage in the living room and pulled forth her pet. )
Okay so promise not to laugh, but he'll want to show you a trick first and foremost. Is that alright?
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A smile doesn't quite cross her face when she sees the rat, though there's a fondness that creeps into her expression along with the curiosity. It's a cute little thing, and she's never seen a pet rat before. The sorts of people who run in her parents' social circles keep dogs or cats, or sometimes exotic birds.]
Yes, of course.
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at caitlyn's approval, heather pulled out a little box, cowboy hat and rope and placed her pet on the coffee table along with the items. the little rat proceeded to pick up the hat with its paws, somehow wrangling it on its head and heather lifte dup the rope. )
Alright, watch this and be prepared to be stunned.
( she's exaggerating just a bit but mr. cheese seemed to make a few noises of excitement. heather stretched out the rope between her hands, making it a flat line, and mr. cheese began to jump over it, turning around and repeating the same motion a few times. )
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I didn't know they could be trained so well.
[She crouches down to get a closer look at Mr. Cheese.]
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To be honest, he hatched from one of those eggs a while back and the very first thing he did was do a trick. I accidently circled my finger around his head and he followed it.
After that he just seemed to crave and push me into teaching him more, and the more he learned, the more he wanted to show other people too. A little odd but he's grown on me.
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[She came here to talk about Vi, and Heather seems eager to show off Mr. Cheese, but Caitlyn can't help but be distracted from both by the on-going mystery of Tatianna and the eggs.]
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so she put the rope down, pulling mr. cheese into her hands and giving the other a rather curious expression. )
I know one of my friends had a butterfly hatch out of it, and you're right they were kinda weird. I just didn't know an actual gun could be hatched from one of them....now that's weird.
Does it...do you think it's sentient?
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Most people seem to have gotten animals. I wonder... [Perhaps she should try to survey everything, to look for patterns in what their eggs hatched into.]
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( as weird as it sounded, a gun appearing out of nowhere to caitlyn, surely there had been weirder things right?
but her picking up on that last part, commenting on it and questioning it, it was an indication that she noticed a pattern. )
Do you know of anyone else who might have gotten something other than an animal or gun?
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I'm not sure.
[But it's something to think on. Perhaps something for her and Riz to add to their conspiracy board.]
I— I came here to talk about something else. You'd asked about my... 'situationship?' [Not a word Caitlyn's ever heard before, though she can guess what it means. She huffs softly and sits in the nearest available chair, her fingers tapping awkwardly against her knee.] It isn't something I'm especially keen to speak on, but I... I wasn't entirely truthful when I told you that I hadn't got anyone back home. And I wanted to tell you the truth.
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it was clear she was paying close attention and had all of her focus on the other. )
Oh okay, sure you can tell me anything. I would never tell anyone else by the way—
For the record, everything is confidential.
( while this technically wasn't one of her 'sessions', a service she was offering to others, she wanted caitlyn to know she could trust her. )
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There was someone. Vi. She— We met because I— My parents— [No. That isn't how she wants to begin the story.] I wanted to prove I was right about something. My work. There was a case I was working on, and no one wanted to hear my theories, so I set out to prove them right. There was a suspect imprisoned who I attempted to interrogate, but when I arrived at the prison, I learned he was... indisposed. The warden offered to let me speak to the inmate responsible.
[This is where the story starts to get complicated, but Caitlyn tries to keep it as straightforward as possible. And she breezes over what were really some technically very minor crimes of her own.]
That inmate was Vi. She knew more about my case than I had anticipated, and I arranged for her release on the understanding that she would help me. Which she did. Though she brought me her share of trouble, too. [Something not quite a smile, not quite sorrow, flits across her face.] She was clever, and brave. Good-hearted. And reckless, and infuriating, and... And I'd never met anyone like her before. I thought...
[She'd thought there might be something between them. Her brows furrow as her lips press into a tight, thin line.]
Whatever my interest might be, she made clear she doesn't return it. The city we're from is divided in two by a river. Topside and the undercity, colloquially. There's always been... tension, between the two. Vi feels that us being from opposite sides of the river makes us incompatible.
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this was about unrequited love wasn't it? at least that was the very first thing that popped into heather's mind as she felt her cheeks flare up with a slight blush. of all people cait could tell this story to, heather was probably the worst person— she shied away from romance and love and had her own traumas involving the more intimate things that came with being with someone. still though she was her friend and she was starting to care deeply about cait.
and she knew the other viewed her as a friend as well given that she was sharing all of this with her. so she took a deep breath and nodded. )
That sounds like....a real heartbreak you're dealing with. Am I right? I'm sorry that really sucks, opening your heart out to someone and being vulnerable only to be rejected. It's the worst feeling in the world isn't it....