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.
[Barnabas says nothing to that, neither disagreeing or agreeing. Instead he continues to watch Vander, observe him, as a panther might an object worthy of its attention. Sizing it up as either prey or predator, though Barnabas knows well none save one could ever prove to be his latter. Yet, as Vander approaches, Barnabas moves—not towards Vander, but away with careful and measured steps.
He does not move far, just enough out of Vander's reach, circling to maintain this distance while avoiding putting himself on the threatening edge of the arena. Still he makes no strike of his own. There is no concern in his movements, only the certainty that comes with years of discipline, calculation in each step, his eyes unblinkingly focused on Vander.]
[Vander changed course only to follow Barnabas in the circling so that his back was never to the other man. He kept his pace even at first before he began to subtly shift his weight on his feet sharply to faint the other man and see how Barnabas' defenses shifted to a potential attack.
After all, he had no idea how this man fought and he was perfectly willing to take things slow before he decided to make a bolder move. Instead, he tested, speeding up a step or two and then slowing back down.]
[He does not rise to the feint, watching closely in how Vander moves, maintaining that distance that keeps him from arm's length, a distance that would require a more committed lunge to reach him, and so he remains calm and watchful, but does not over correct. Nor does he move to deflect, the space between them offers ample ability to determine should such be needed.
Thus he makes no move to strike even still. Only moving to maintain that distance when Vander gets a little too close, a game of patience if anything at all. Should Vander wish to likewise stare him down, Barnabas will do much the same. After all, a spar is not only physical, it is also mental, and with each moment of inaction there is the compounding weight of anticipation that lays heavy upon the mind. Barnabas' resolve has been tempered over decades, and so he is not wont to grow weary for a silent mental spar, if that is what this becomes.
Even from this he can take Vander's measure. He is cautious, younger men would charge at Barnabas like impatient fools, but not this man. There is some wisdom in his approach. Is that why Cidolfus fancies him?]
[Vander had fought a lot of people over the course of his lifetime, so he had learned patience with experience. It was clear that this guy was not about to make the first move but maintain a steady distance as they took one another's measure. Both of them were clearly battle-hardened.
Others might be pressed to make a move, but he saw the mental battle for what it was. He did push in faster without striking at times, thought often enough flexed one shoulder or twitched an elbow to make it seem like he was readying strike. The anticipation and tension was rising as they performed their own unique footwork to try to counter one another, pushing and pulling with body language.
Unlike most people here, he didn't have fantastical abilities or enhancements. He had what he had, and he was completely confident in his abilities.]
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He does not move far, just enough out of Vander's reach, circling to maintain this distance while avoiding putting himself on the threatening edge of the arena. Still he makes no strike of his own. There is no concern in his movements, only the certainty that comes with years of discipline, calculation in each step, his eyes unblinkingly focused on Vander.]
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After all, he had no idea how this man fought and he was perfectly willing to take things slow before he decided to make a bolder move. Instead, he tested, speeding up a step or two and then slowing back down.]
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Thus he makes no move to strike even still. Only moving to maintain that distance when Vander gets a little too close, a game of patience if anything at all. Should Vander wish to likewise stare him down, Barnabas will do much the same. After all, a spar is not only physical, it is also mental, and with each moment of inaction there is the compounding weight of anticipation that lays heavy upon the mind. Barnabas' resolve has been tempered over decades, and so he is not wont to grow weary for a silent mental spar, if that is what this becomes.
Even from this he can take Vander's measure. He is cautious, younger men would charge at Barnabas like impatient fools, but not this man. There is some wisdom in his approach. Is that why Cidolfus fancies him?]
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Others might be pressed to make a move, but he saw the mental battle for what it was. He did push in faster without striking at times, thought often enough flexed one shoulder or twitched an elbow to make it seem like he was readying strike. The anticipation and tension was rising as they performed their own unique footwork to try to counter one another, pushing and pulling with body language.
Unlike most people here, he didn't have fantastical abilities or enhancements. He had what he had, and he was completely confident in his abilities.]