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etrayamemes2024-02-23 01:16 pm
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TDM 001
 ⏵ arrival⏴ Arrival goes as anticipated. Characters awaken in the pristine, new hospital, greeted by Aurora and potentially getting a rundown of what's happening depending on their approach to being dropped somewhere new. The door to their room opens, and new arrivals are left free to explore their new environment. Or what exists of it anyway. Exiting the hospital will show that there isn't much of anything just yet. Generally, Echo can build new facilities before new arrivals awaken, but it appears that this time… well, it didn't happen. The apartment complex exists, standing just beside the hospital, and there are a few facilities that are half constructed, companion bots carrying around rebar and other necessary bits and pieces, but they're not quite ready. Oops. But maybe, just maybe, one of those half-built facilities is familiar - a childhood home, a favorite supermarket, the run-down garage they worked at as a youth, a grounded spaceship in the middle of one of the massive bridges connecting land over rivers. The companion bots will offer quiet apologies if approached; they were expecting new arrivals to touch down, but not quite this early. They'll be ready soon! A few more days at most, they promise. In the meantime, do not stray too far from the hospital. While most of Etraya looks habitable, they have not finished verifying that it's safe for its new inhabitants. The apartment building and hospital are safe, and the land directly around them is fine, but beyond that? Stay away. But hey, the hospital's cafeteria is fully stocked with cuisine from across the multiverse! Please feel free to settle in, choose an apartment, and get to know your new friends.  ⏵ water you doing?⏴ Decide not to listen? Well, the companion bots had offered their warnings. Etraya is a new establishment, one that received newcomers before it was ready. And as such, the land has not quite been prepared for their arrival. Wandering off the land the apartment building and hospital are settled on comes with very, very poor results. Take a step down into the river below, and you'll find yourself uncomfortably hot. Or cold. Or hot and cold, because whatever that 'water' is, it wasn't meant to be played in. The only way to resolve the temperature regulation issue, as Aurora informs, is finding a buddy to cuddle up with. Those who are lucky may have a nearby friend they're familiar with and don't mind leaning a shoulder against. Those that don't? Well. . . have fun having a very uncomfortable conversation with a stranger, asking them if it's alright if you lean into them or hold their hand for a bit. Any physical contact will do, as long as it's directly skin-to-skin. Except that's not where the contact stops. Characters will find that, for the next several hours, they'll feel everything that their companion feels. Frustration, anger, amusement, homesickness that comes from being so far away from their families and friends - all those feelings? They're not your feelings, they're our feelings now. No explanation is given for how the empathy bond and the temperature regulation are related, but it may have to do with how since they had decided not to listen, it was time to test how well they could cohabitate with their new friends.  ⏵ bonding bingo ⏴ Maybe it feels a little too much like Obi-Wan had when receiving Leia's message, but all new arrivals are their universe's only hope. Except they're not the only ones arriving, and not the only ones who are trying to keep their worlds safe. Instead, they've arrived with several others who carry the same weight on their shoulders. And they aren't meant to go through this alone. The people they've arrived with are both their new companions and their competition. Both comrades to fight beside and enemies to battle against, depending on what the specific mission of the month is. But currently? They're here to bond. It's important to get to know those who they'll be spending the next unspecified but lengthy amount of time with, isn't it? To that extent, Aurora's hologram waits just inside the hospital's front doors, offering bonding bingo cards to those willing to participate. It's not necessary, but she does specify that this is one way to get ahead: cooperation is important, especially given what they're going to face together. Bingo cards are three long and three across, and offer a multitude of activities you can do to check each box off. Some examples include:
 ⏵ matchmaker ⏴ When the earpiece is put on, a nice green HUD(head-up display) lights up in front of new arrivals. It asks them for their name, which is fairly standard for these. Except it seems it wants them to put together a profile to help pair them off with other new arrivals. For some, this information may autofill with what Aurora was able to discern about them from watching them in their home worlds. But some lucky individuals may catch their profiles before they're posted live, and have the opportunity to edit out information included in fields, even if they're not able to clear it out entirely. Welcome to Aurora's idea of matchmaking. Have fun getting paired off with a buddy or four, with your profiles exchanged between one another. Maybe they're the perfect match. Maybe this is a nightmare in the making. Welcome to our first TDM! We're excited to have you here. For more information on character arrivals, click here. For any questions relating to the TDM please reply below. All other questions can be directed to the FAQ. |
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You're going to be more hurt if you don't tell me who you are.
[ Can she at least get a hint here? ]
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[He can hear that irritation, and he lets out a sigh, because sometimes, she's no fun. She's also one of the rare people that are very upfront with him about not seeing him as handicapped, even before she found out he wasn't entirely.]
You get in any trouble a lawyer can get you out of while here yet?
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There could be worse people to be here with her. ]
They got you too, huh? Welcome to the fun, Choir Boy.
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And quit bringing that up. You're fired.
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[There was a wistful sigh as he knew just how abrasive she could be. It made him miss his city. All the blunt, angry people that he considered his. Somewhere along the way, she'd wound up not only under his 'protection' (not that she needed it), but in his inner circle. She'd followed him, called him out on his shit, and he found her a mix of frustrating and hilarious. He was glad that if there was going to be someone he knew here, it was her. He had full confidence that she could take care of herself.]
I'm pro-bono, remember? You can't fire a free lawyer.
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[ So there. Or something.
Jessica rubs the bridge of her nose and shakes her head. ]
Where are you? Still in that hospital?
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[She couldn't see him, but he was grinning. Like an asshole.
The question had him tipping his head a bit to the side, listening around him to figure out where he was.]
More towards whatever the building is they said has housing. I'm not entirely sure about that- or any of this. You okay?
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[ Could you hear the sarcasm, Matt? Becaus she was being sarcastic. ]
Love somehow ending up in some place I didn't want to be for stupid shit reasons that I've heard. My favorite thing to have happen.
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[But it was also so very much her, and he felt that bit of relief cling a bit more tightly.]
If it's any consolation, I agree this sucks. But since the last thing I remember is a big fight and an explosion, I was kind of expecting the area to be more... hot.
[Hell. He thought he'd be in hell, Jess.]
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You're such a moron.
[ For that and everthing else. ]
Fucking moron.
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[He could guess, but with someone like Jess, it was better to not judge beforehand. She always surprised him. Couldn't possibly be because she actually liked him or anything. Not him and his stupid horns...]
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Shut up.
[ She's going to go with that, instead. ]
I can be mad at you and mad at this stupid place all at once. But, this place takes priority. I want to be out of here. I didn't like the looks of that hospital.
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[Because even though he could hear the buzzing of electricity, the motion of the parts attached to the body, and the smell of metal and oil and other things he wasn't familiar with, he couldn't hear when or if a machine lied to him. Or if it was programmed to know anything. So they could tell him all they want when he woke up, but whether he believed it or not... well. It was his job to be skeptical.]
Seriously though, Jess. Are you okay?
[He hadn't gotten to see much of the other three, only that she'd gotten them to go out.]
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[ So, she's alive. Other than that, she doesn't really know what she is. And if he means back home, the less said about that the better.
She's not thinking about it. ]
I'm fine, quit worrying. I don't need your excessive sense of righteousness turning me into a damsel.
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[In the dictionary next to the word 'self-sufficient' was a picture of Jess.]
Besides, show me someone else here I should worry about.
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[ You were too damn good. ]
I don't need the attention or the help. I'm fine. Just peachy.
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[Not entirely a lie, but Matt was more drawn to the broken and battered than just people in general.]
You sound like you need a hug.
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[ But yes, he was emotionally easy. And she was emotionally constipated. They could cancel each other out. ]
I don't need anything from you, Matt. I'm fine just like I always am. I just want to get out of this place before shit inevitably goes down.
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I'd argue how you can be so sure that shit's inevitably going down, but since we come from the same place where shit is always happening, I'm pretty sure you used the best word for it.
[Inevitable. A shiver went over him at the thought, some foreshadowing he didn't know the source of yet, but it was there.]
You pick a place yet? I, ah, maybe think since we're both here, we could... sort of maybe choose something close enough to each other. Just in case, that is...
[It was easy to be alone in a city he'd grown up in. It was familiar. Here? He missed the steady thumping of familiar hearts, and hers had a strength to it that told him everything he needed to know about her.]
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[ Cute. No, she hasn't chosen a place. She hasn't done much more than be angry and stalk around like a caged animal. She doesn't want to choose some spot to live because that feels like giving in to something this place wants. ]
Be neighbors and exchange sugar and shit like that?
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[He tugged at his tie, glad she couldn't see he was fidgeting.]
I don't know. I like the idea of having someone I trust close enough to have my back. And I guess I was hoping you'd feel the same. I'm not planning on setting up a law service here or anything, but we're here. We might as well build up a safe spot to fall back to, if we need to.
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[ If she's being honest. She's been too busy being pissed off about the entire situation and things like the whats and the wheres, too focused on the whys and the how the hell do I get out of this shit?
So, he's probably been the smarter of the two. ]
You've scoped some places out?
[ Since he was asking and all. ]
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[Not just because a place needed a woman's touch, but because he'd grown up sharing his quarters; in the orphanage, in college with Foggy. He was fine with sharing. He was also fine with the bare minimum. It appealed to the Catholic in him. Less was more.]
If you have something you're comfortable with, I can find something close by.
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That's all she needs. ]
I don't know what I'm comfortable with because I didn't think I'd have to go house hunting in some weird fucking city that I didn't expect to be in last night.
[ So, he might have a leg up on her at least with the places to stay. ]
I'd sleep on a bench if I had to.
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