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∎ ETRAYA MODS ∎ ([personal profile] etrayamods) wrote in [community profile] etrayamemes2025-03-28 09:16 am
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TDM 007

content warnings for this TDM include: violence, potential death, body horror, physical transformation, loss of senses, loss of autonomy

⏵ arrival⏴



Arrival does not happen as Aurora usually plans for it. New characters are introduced to the AI, then informed of a mission that they are required to participate in before they can return to their home base of Etraya. A world called Aphaia is falling apart, and while there is nothing they can do to resolve this broken world, they can participate in the Gamerunner's Stratagem.

Their mission is simple: step through the glowing purple portal that Aurora creates once they've had time to listen to her, and survive until a similar portal reopens in front of them, allowing them to return to Etraya. The Gamerunner's Stratagem is something they have been working on building for quite some time. She informs all newcomers that they will not be present on this world that long: their exit will appear to them exactly when it's meant to, allowing them to meet the others who have been recruited to save their worlds. She provides each and every arrival with an earpiece, allowing them to communicate with the other Etrayans. Aurora suggests taking a bag full of supplies along with them, which she will fill with a few generic items as well as any specific items they may need: synthetic blood for vampires, protein bars for those who may burn through calories faster, medication for anyone who requires it.


⏵ aphaia ⏴


Aphaia is a neon-lit, chaotic planet. Cameras are everywhere, every action and inaction is judged by the 'audience'. Towering holograms advertise upcoming events while flashing leader boards track the most "popular" players. Contestants are thrown into challenges, many of which are games of skill, survival, and deception all to keep the viewers entertained. Not participating is an option! However, avoiding playing along and not putting on a show will quickly cause participants' score to go down, and scores that reach zero? Well.

Unfortunately, there are only so many resources left on Aphaia. Their wildlife has died off, their planet is falling apart, and most others in this galaxy were either destroyed from the inside out, or warring planets trying to gain control of remaining resources destroyed them to avoid others getting involved. Their natural resources are depleted, and only those who manage to keep their scores up are given the luxury of having any supplies. As soon as one steps foot on Aphaia, as soon as they breathe, they intake nanotechnology which tracks their oxygen consumption, their food, everything they do or need. As soon as their scores reach zero?

They disappear. There one moment, and completely gone the next. Their communicators go offline, and while everything they were carrying will be left behind, no one will be able to find them. They are simply--gone, erased from existence.

This is a death and counts as a death as outlined in the game FAQ! Please keep this in mind.

"Points" that go towards their total score will be assigned to contestants from the moment they drop down on planet. This will be visible using the HUD on their earpiece, and will be randomized at the beginning. For the sake of the TDM, we ask that no one be assigned Paragon initially, but you're free to use other ranks!

The possible rankings are:

100: PARAGON
99-80: LUMINARY
79-70: CHAMPION
69-50: CONTENDER
49-30: UNDERLING
30-0: SHADE

Ranks may change daily, or even hourly depending on the kind of situation one has found themselves in. Are they having a very public break up in which it comes out that they wronged their ex? They may go from a Champion to a Shade before they can even blink. Did they save a defenseless reporter from the big bad villain of the week? They may find themselves quickly elevated up to Luminary and given all the benefits that comes with being upper class. The world is their oyster, they only need to figure out how they'd like to utilize it!

Aphaia is broken up into four districts.

The Colosseum is a dynamic battle arena where combatants fight for entertainment, with shifting environments controlled by the audience. Victories earn points, while losses depend on performance.

The Symposium is a lavish social hub for top contestants, where alliances and betrayals are made under the audience’s watchful eye.

The Agora is the public center of Aphaia, where contestants engage with the audience through polls, interviews, and challenges to maintain popularity. It also houses the contestants in high-rise apartments.

And Backalleys provide hidden spaces with intentional blind spots for secret dealings, though the Gamerunner is always aware of what happens there.


⏵ st★rlight soirée ⏴


Something special is happening in the Colosseum. Lights flicker as the arena shifts, rearranging itself into a grand, glittering ballroom - if a ballroom had stadium seating, paparazzi drones, and an ever-changing floor plan designed to disorient those within it. Silver chandeliers pulse with artificial starlight, their glow refracted through the crystalline floors. Music swells, but it sounds - unnatural. It thrums through your veins, setting your blood alight with the urge to dance.

Why is the ballroom designed as if intentionally put together to throw off one's balance? Well, it's time for the Panopticon Prom, of course!

The Panopticon Prom isn't just an adventure in dancing and impressing your most recent crush. It's a test of endurance, cunning, grace, and charm. The floor beneath your feet moves as if it has a mind of it's own, shifting to the beat like a living creature all of it's own. It tilts, undulates, even vanishing in sections to keep dancers on edge. After all, it's difficult to keep up one's pace if they're falling through a hole in the floor to the foam pit below.

Drones zip through the air, catching every stumble, every misstep, and every attempt to throw off others on the dance floor. This is a competition, after all; and what fun is a dance battle without having the freedom to thwart someone else on their road to victory?

The rules are simple:
  • You must dance with a partner. This can be an ally, an enemy, or someone you intend on using as a stepping stone to victory. It matters not, as long as you have one hand (or limb) on them at all times.
  • The longer you last, the better your chances. Endurance is the name of the game, meaning one must pace themselves on the dance floor. While epic twirls and impressive moves will garner more attention, it may also hurt your chances in the long run.
  • You may sabotage others by throwing them off balance, but keep in mind: everything is televised, and it won't stay secret for long.
  • The arena adapts to the chaos. Expect sudden obstacles, environmental shifts, and sudden changes in the music's tempo. Gravity may shift, walls may close in, but participants can't let that stop them - they must continue to dance, if they wish to win.
The audience is watching. Who will make the final cut and become Prom King and Queen? Everyone is vying for the titles: it doesn't matter what rank you started at when you joined the Panopticon Prom. Whoever wins becomes a Paragon until their points drop. There aren't many opportunities to sail through the rankings, but this is a sure way to do it. As long as they can keep up.


⏵ casino royale ⏴


Out in the Agora, another popular quarterly event is being set up! The Casino Royale has been destroyed countless times, but it seems as if the Gamerunner just can't let it go - every time it gets knocked down, it gets rebuilt.

There is one rule. One must take a turn at the revolving wheel just inside the door as their entry fee, and whatever the wheel lands on, they must maintain until they exit the building for the night. Sometimes, this is easier: an effect they have no control over and cannot undo even if they wanted to. Sometimes, this is more difficult: an assigned task they must complete. Failure to abide by the wheel once means receiving a penalty. Twice? Certain death if caught by any employee.

The wheel's effects are as follows:

1 You must speak entirely in rhyme. 2 Your body has become unnaturally delicate. The smallest injury hurts like a fatal wound.
3 You must avoid stepping into any sources of light. Doing so causes massive burns to appear on any area of your skin where light has touched. 4 You have been transformed into an animal! You can still think as you had before, but you cannot speak or communicate easily.
5 You have been cursed with supernatural strength, but cannot control it. 6 Time doesn't flow normally for you anymore. Each mistake you make makes you visibly younger, slowly erasing your experiences, skills, or even memories.
7 You can no longer form your own words, but only repeat what others have said to you. 8 You cannot meet another person's gaze.
9 You can no longer turn around, physically or metaphorically. If you try to return where you came from, you'll find that the pathway no longer exists. 10 You are given a specific letter that you must avoid using out loud entirely. "A"? Better hope you know enough words without one.
11 Every time you speak, your words come true - but never in the way you intended. Trying to control this is futile; the monkey's paw curls with every new sentence. 12 Within the casino, you lose the ability to feel anything. No pain, no pleasure, no warmth, and no cold. At first it may feel like a blessing - until you realize you cannot feel hunger, or tell if you're injured.
13 Regardless of if you've drunken anything, you still act inebriated. The effect only gets worse the longer you stay. 14 No one can see you. You are invisible, even if you are still able to reach out and touch or converse with those around you.
15 Any special ability you have is gone. You are reduced down to what an average human being is capable of - regardless of if you are human. 16 Violent impulses become impossible to ignore. You are rage incarnate, and you will be heard.
17 Every time you make a decision - to walk into an area, to start a conversation, anything, a small thread pulls loose from your clothing or your skin. Keep making choices, and you may become entirely undone. 18 You may speak freely, but for every syllable you say, your ability to hear slowly fades. You may want to watch your word count - too many, and you may not be able to hear at all.
19 Perhaps you arrived with a friend, or beside a stranger. It matters not: whoever came in either just before or just after you, you feel a powerful urge to protect them to the point of aggression. 20 Love is in the air - at least it is for you. Every time you meet someone's gaze, you feel the need to try and make them fall in love with you, through whatever means necessary.


The casino is alive with the hum of conversation, the clink of glasses, and the steady whirl of the roulette wheels. Golden chandeliers cast a warm glow over velvet-lined tables, where fortunes are made and lost with the flick of a wrist. But something feels. . . off.

The dealers never blink. The cards never seem random. And the house always wins - always. Maybe it's just paranoia, or maybe this casino is something more than just a den of chance. Tonight, you're not here just to play; you're here on a mission.

You've arrived dressed to kill, blending into the sea of bodies filling the casino's floors. But you're not here to win points or boost your social standing - you're here to win intel. Somewhere in this casino is a single flash drive containing information on just how Aphaia maintains their system. The only problem? The House knows someone is coming for it. After all, they're well-aware of the game: whoever retrieves the flash drive will obtain information on how to flip the script, to change the rules of the game to fit their wants and needs, rather than following the current Gamerunner. After all, this is the Gamerunner's Stratagem that Aurora has sent them out on! Many apply for 'employment' within the Casino Royale in hopes of getting insider information on where the flash drive is hidden and what it looks like. However, it seems that even the employees have no clue where it has been hidden.

⏵ NOTES ⏴


This is an extension of our Aphaia Mission! We have included enough information in this post that catching up to current in game logs isn't necessary to play with it, but you are welcome to use any part of the Aphaia setting in your prompts as you'd like. Current players are also welcome to bring the events from this TDM into their in-game threads.

This mission can happen outside of time as needed! Incoming characters will find themselves introduced to Aphaia as they arrive. Current characters may find Aurora calling on them to visit Aphaia after the current mission for the Gamerunner's Stratagem.

Characters already in game are welcome to post to the TDM, too! Please mark them as current characters in your header. Threads can be kept as game canon as long as both characters get into the game!

Please direct all questions relating to this log to our mod queries comment! All other questions can be directed to our FAQ.

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pricklybloom: (pic#15196383)

[personal profile] pricklybloom 2025-04-14 09:34 am (UTC)(link)
Glancing at Blaze as she steps closer, Amy smiles. "I mean, it's not like they couldn't see us there talking. But it's no big deal."

Just a little brush, it's not like it hurt or anything.

It's not quite the dancing position she expects, but she still grins a little as her other hand rests on Blaze's shoulder. "Of course not. It's a little easier this way anyway."
bigpoofymammoth: (Ice Age 1 (Travelling with Sid))

Casino Royal

[personal profile] bigpoofymammoth 2025-04-14 09:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Manny happens to be nearby when he overheard Shaan's grumbles. The mammoth raises his eyebrow as he took notice of the thread that is coming off from the man's pants.]

Did you also get an unlucky draw from the wheel?
lastofthearmlizards: (4)

Casino Royale

[personal profile] lastofthearmlizards 2025-04-14 10:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Here is an elderly sauropod who lowered her head down to listen in on some of the conversations that’s been happening in the casino. Once Dimitri had gotten her attention, Baylene looks towards him and shook her head in response.]

My apologies, but I have no clue what they meant by a "flashing drive" either.
lastofthearmlizards: (13)

Arrival (Agora)

[personal profile] lastofthearmlizards 2025-04-14 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
[As Silver sat down on the bench, he could feel a mild rumble from the ground for a brief moment. Then, the ground trembles lightly once again, as the sound of large footsteps could be heard. When the sounds of footsteps become louder, so does the frequency of the rumbling. It’s almost as if something huge in size was approaching nearby. At the same time, a couple of alien residents were quickly running past him as they tried to flee the district that Silver was in. They didn’t pay much attention towards the hedgehog or the protein bar he was munching on. All they wanted was to move out of the way of something, or someone, so that they wouldn’t get flattened down in the process.

Not long afterwards, a large foot planted itself down on the pathway about 6 meters away from the bench that Silver was sitting on. If he decides to look up, he would be greeted with the sight of a huge creature. A towering figure who stands taller than a vast majority of the contesters that are currently present in Aphaia. Silver might recognise her from the images that had been displayed on the floating screens moments ago.]
sophielicious: (56)

[personal profile] sophielicious 2025-04-14 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
(Oh, she hates that she can't check right now. That sucks, but her hands show their palms in a peace offering.)

Trust me, I'm not. I like this outfit, I don't want it gone.

(See, he's in good company.)

I'm one of the Stepford Cuckoos, if you know. You're like, super lost, aren't you?
Edited (better wording) 2025-04-14 12:01 (UTC)
futuremessiah: (087)

[personal profile] futuremessiah 2025-04-14 01:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, that's specific and very helpful.
maximumlegend: (who wait too long)

[personal profile] maximumlegend 2025-04-14 01:37 pm (UTC)(link)
You don't know--

[ He was already looking surprised to see her here, but now the young man's expression is fully changing to baffled as he looks at her. Like there's something he just straight up can't comprehend here. ]

It's Fabian. [ He puts a hand on his chest. ] Fabian Seacaster. Remember?

[ Fabian stares at her - like he's hoping that might trigger something, but the more he looks at her face, the more he's realizing. ]

You.. don't remember, huh.
maximumlegend: (i don't think y'all really hearing me)

[personal profile] maximumlegend 2025-04-14 01:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The young man nods - though it's hard to tell which of the two things he's nodding at. Is he saying he did see that happen to someone? Is he saying he's done this before? Who knows!

At least one of the two things seems to get verbal confirmation though, once he adds: ]


I'm a bard.

[ There's a slight pause, but then the realization kicks in that a lot of people from other worlds - like possibly Zoro - haven't heard of that, so-- ]

I dance, I mean. It's kind of my thing. In fact, I might just be the best dance expert you could meet at this entire party.
hauntedsnowfall: (z acadimi blood 02)

[personal profile] hauntedsnowfall 2025-04-14 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It feels… dismissive, the other’s response. Composure is something Dimitri is good at keeping, and he is glad of it. He can feel a spike of anger, but he knows the feeling to be irrational just as he knows the other man’s words to be logical. So, he offers a smile, if a little strained. ]

Certainly. We are newcomers in very foreign territory, it makes sense that we would be lacking [ a lot of ] information and context.

[ A measured breath, two, as Dimitri scans the alleyway. He’s quiet a moment, like he is chewing on something. It is all a lot to take in- he can’t go charging in recklessly. His world depends on a monster like him- he needs to be cautious. Calculated.

…But what of this world? Dimitri’s people need him, but don’t these people need someone too? Don’t they deserve a chance? ]


I just… [ a soft sigh ] How are we supposed to stand here, watch this devastation, and do nothing to help?

[ Everyone he interacts with that does not have an Etrayan ear piece is going to die. Every last one of them. How can your heart not break? ]
thelightshines: (Connecting the seasons)

[personal profile] thelightshines 2025-04-14 02:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ears twitch when he hears an unfamiliar voice. They're busy helping anyone caught in that mess. He'll leave em to it. He moves to where the alien that had fallen behind the bench, currently singed from the explosion, gasping for air.

He doesn't need them to talk. He starts padding them down, looking for something on their personal. There's a sound like a gun being fired. The alien making a last ditch effort to stop Shadow from getting what he's looking for. He grabbed hold of the gun to block them, ripping it out of their hand and knocks them in the head with it.

Knocking them out, Shadow considers for a moment, looking between the alien and the gun.

...

Whatever he was thinking, it comes to pass as he crushes the gun in his hand and tosses it aside.]
Edited 2025-04-14 14:13 (UTC)
thelightshines: (I'd leave if all behind)

[personal profile] thelightshines 2025-04-14 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[The camera drones hovering just out of reach of anyone might answer Amy's question as to how. How quick they differentiate which Shadow is which. There's hardly any privacy provided to anyone in this world. It's all one big spectacle.

Eyes turn to the gates across from them, ignoring anything else. They start to open as the caster speaks excitedly about their opponents. Shadow's fur nearly stands on end, seeing crimson eyes peering from the darkness, a familiar silhouette of a dark hedgehog walking out into the light. Two of them.

A few golden sparks slip from his clenched fists. The nightmare doesn't want to end it seems. More of them? Or is actually a trick? Their movements aren't as naturally fluid if one observes, more robotic as they go into a fighting stance. He doesn't wait for them to call the start of the match, he's already blipped out of existence, reappearing beside one to kick it into the wall.

OH! IT LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE IS ALL TOO EAGER TO START! CAN THE ROSE KEEP UP WITH THE DARK MENACE!?

The other Shadow opponent is already speeding towards Amy, moving to come in towards the side. Despite the combatants already being here, the gates on the other side remain open.]
querulus: (wca - havin a moment)

[personal profile] querulus 2025-04-14 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Quentin is temporarily pulled out of his angst by Sophie turning around with that worried look. Why is she...? And then she breaks out the first aid kit, walks over to him, and takes his hand to... inspect for injuries?

Oh. Because of the glass. He supposes maybe most people would hurt themselves crumpling a champagne glass into tiny bits with their mind, but Quentin isn't "most people". He'd have to turn in his "world class telekinetic" card if he couldn't manage that. He quirks an eyebrow curiously at Sophie, flicks his wrist casually in the general direction of the glass on the floor, and a tiny pink broom and dustpan made of psionic energy appear and start cleaning up.]


Why would she...?

[The way he trails off makes it clear that he's not actually asking. He knows. He looks away from Sophie and massages his forehead with a grimace.]

Phoebe was jealous. Of you. Is that it?
sophielicious: (59)

[personal profile] sophielicious 2025-04-14 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
(At least, from all of this, her pettiness has devolved too. Her mind is a little more open, if not warily, since the argument has de-escalated, and she no longer has any leverage to keep it that way. They're talking, not yelling. She's already turned around, she's already touched his hand, so, even she knows that the tantrum timing is long gone.

At least he's cleaning the mess; that saves her neurons, but at the question... That's not exactly jealousy.

It's self-preservation. Quentin himself knows the drill: a Cuckoo's priority will always be a Cuckoo, and there is no way he knows Phoebe more than Sophie does. She's not nearly as controlling and power-hungry as Esme, but Sophie remembers almost clear as day when they found out who they are. Her reaching for the Phoenix, even when all of them had relief in their hearts that it was finally over, and the punching through the power grid that would encapsulate the Thousand-in-One in flames. Of course, Celeste did it, but you know. The intent was there, too.

The fact that she wanted it so bad, Sophie felt it. Phoebe is her favorite, but like all of them, she comes with her own set of flaws.

Wanna know what wouldn't give her any power? Sharing. Reminding. Bringing him back to a whole different time.

So, well. To answer his question, she shakes her head. It's not jealousy. It's control.)


Nope, not the right feel. She likes having power, so in what world would she remind you of something she can't control? It's self-preservation, not jealousy.
limiterrings: (pic#17753218)

[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-04-14 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"No."

It's an instant rejection, not knowing what sort of tricks are at play here and if this is even real brings some concern. With how this place has been so far, it might actually be her, even the personality matches up with her helpful nature, that magnetic attitude and such.

"I work alone."

His hands touch a door, fingers coming down to the knob aware that this is an exit, but the one he must have came from. The host said they couldn't go back, which means this would end the so called attraction early. He wonders with how weak the floor is if going down is the proper method.
limiterrings: (pic#17791947)

he's invisible... waste of time

[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-04-14 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he is not drawing this out longer, she doesn't know the feeling of her body not being her body. also, he's the ultimate life form so technically this shouldn't be a difficult for him.

yet, it is.

rolling back onto his feet has proven a problem until he rolls onto his side, allowing his feet to touch the ground. she can hear the sound of tiny taps on the floor and angry chuffs that if she follows she can walk along with him.

there's something sinister to this hog.

as well as a little sneeze that cracks the floor underneath him, a little super strength before it leaves to another curse. ]
oblige: (consider)

[personal profile] oblige 2025-04-14 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Dion's heart broke some time ago. He doesn't know whether it will ever mend, nor whether he deserves to hope it will. Had his actions been enough? Perhaps he will never have that answer.

His companion is younger. Dion can tell this at a glance. At his age, doubtless he would have felt the same. Yet he has been through much, and while he feels for these people and their plight, his perspective is broader than it once was.

Whether for good or ill, he sees this is so. ]


Not knowing what methods may avail us, we can begin with buying others time. Lady Aurora did not tell me how long this world has, only that its end is inevitable. Was it not the same for you?

[ The ruin of his own world had been a looming threat. The familiarity isn't lost on him. Even so, someone has to be willing to fight, as they had been. As people around them had been. ]
querulus: (w&txm - well you see)

[personal profile] querulus 2025-04-14 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
What, already trying to get rid of me? [He tuts, shaking his head in facetious disappointment.] Now is that any way to talk to your only friend? Who just helped you get your shit together? Seriously, you were a hot mess before I got here, and I haven't even done anything except have immaculate vibes. So, you know. You're welcome.

[He shrugs helplessly, as though there's no point in trying to reason with Nate. He's clearly ungrateful! That said, he does drop, well... at least half ot the "quirky asshole" bit and actually answer the question in a tone that isn't overly sarcastic. He's just ribbing Nate a little because the guy's so damn serious, not to actively be unhelpful.]

But no, it's not just me. Hell if I know who you'd actually recognize though. We've got all kinds of time distortion happening here. Different points in the same timeline, different timelines entirely, alternate universes. So, you know, regular Wednesday for you, more of a biannual extravaganza for the rest of us normies. Help me out, what X-Men do you know?
querulus: (gen x - wow dude that's mid)

[personal profile] querulus 2025-04-14 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
you don't expect me to give you spoilers, do you?

hey wait am i alive yet when you're from? you know, logan running off to make his own school? all that?
futuremessiah: (156)

[personal profile] futuremessiah 2025-04-14 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
No. I don't want to potentially ruin the future. I've seen enough bad ones to last a lifetime and then some.

Yes to all of that.
futuremessiah: (058)

[personal profile] futuremessiah 2025-04-14 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, I've only just started seeing movies. The other lights have been trying to teach me about things teenagers usually do, while I'm working on teaching them how to fight.

[It's a slow process as she has so much to go through.]
querulus: (gen x - wow dude that's mid)

[personal profile] querulus 2025-04-14 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
you don't think everyone and their mom would wanna know as much as possible about people who read minds? it's kind of a broken af power.

[Aaaand since this random clearly isn't planning on explaining anything about his powers, Quentin won't tell him about his own. Fair's fair!]
hurtling: (pic#17733274)

[personal profile] hurtling 2025-04-14 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
( well this situation certainly left them in a bit of an awkward predicament. with james standing there like a nervous child, feet shuffling a bit as he looked at henry's neck. he felt like he shouldn't just stare but not the other man was standing there just as awkwardly and nervously—

what were the two to truly do? stand until the ends of time? until someone came by and saw what was happening? what would happen if he kept talking and unwinding?

so many questions, so little energy to do anything about it. so james remained silent.

and continued being silent.

and continued being silent until finally he sighed and rubbed the back of his own neck, idly feeling if he was coming apart. with the way things were, he might as well be. )


Um so.....this is....tricky isn't it? I don't want to leave you here but.....does it hurt? Groan loudly if it does.
hurtling: (pic#17733275)

[personal profile] hurtling 2025-04-14 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
( his eyes widened a bit at that comment, that god was referred to as her and that someone would actually be religious. of all the things he experienced and of all the pain he endured, james just couldn't fathom why anyone would be so devoted—

at least it seemed vincent was. despite that though, he does seem to be paying close attention to the other's words, holding onto them and trying to make sense of it all. etraya was a world, not this one, that they had all been brought to. that much he understood, what he wanted to know was why he was so disliked, why people seemed to hate him and while he was sure maria was a good part of it, it also seemed he had been here before.

just what exactly did he do? )


Oh....okay that's good. ( in regards to heather, not that it really mattered anyways. who the hell was she? ) I guess I made an impression then the first time I was here? I just can't say that I remember it all....maybe I ( deliberately forgot, but he wasn't keen on admitting his own mental troubles. )

So....Etraya isn't the world we're on right?
laserguy: (yeah whatever)

[personal profile] laserguy 2025-04-14 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's following her isn't he? Why is he following her?? He could've very well ignored that hand gesture, but nope, his legs are moving so that he can follow Sophie. LOOK... it's just because even her company is better than zero company. Someone that's like him in this fucked up world with crazy things being told to him. Granted, she's the one responsible for some of the insane shit that he now has to deal with, but it would've happened anyway.

They're not the only mutants here. He remembers that.

Also-- what the hell is with that comment?? Scott catches up to her enough that he's walking by her side, instead of just talking to her back, because not about that life. She's dead?? A pang of... not really sympathy, but something vaguely upset, comes forth because that sucks. Dying sucks. He's still rather sullen though, with his hands inside the pockets of his jacket.]


You're really dead? How are you here then?
vexant: (pic#13307327)

[personal profile] vexant 2025-04-14 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
( fifteen minutes in girl time is usually closer to thirty or higher, but it's not like julian needed to use that time any - it took him, what, five minutes to shove off the suit and shove on something else? sophie comes back around, and julian's - off in the little kitchenette, chugging down a bottle of water up until the door opens and his attention shifts to her.

looks her over for a moment, because he's stupid, but he isn't that big of a dumbass. )


You pull that off better than I did.

( oversized boyfriend shirt aesthetic isn't terrible. water glass back down on the table, julian saunters over towards the door and offers an arm out to sophie. )

How's your score? Good enough for a trip to the Symposium?