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Jan. 23rd, 2026

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Mission 013 Log

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Mission Summary
Genre: Survival / Exploration / Spooky

Premise: Mesa is a wild, lawless land of megafauna, from feathered dinosaurs to redwoods soaring stories high. Etrayans must document what remains of a world on its way out and then get out alive, surviving in the wilderness for two weeks while fighting off a hostile environment. Most importantly of all: beware the dark.

Tone: Dark and philosophical. Is this a world worth saving?

Objectives: Take samples and record for posterity what happened on Mesa. Demonstrate appreciation of what is lost and the capacity to preserve it.

It is equally important to forget... )

Jan. 21st, 2026

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un: sandrilene; text

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Hello, everyone.

My name is Sandrilene, it's a pleasure to meet you all. As we have been warned about the darkness on our next mission I would like to offer assistance where I can. For anyone who wishes, I am able to make bracelets or other simple woven items that emit light. Please let me know if you would like one! I will make some in advance of the mission and bring my tools to make more while we are away.

Best wishes,
Sandrilene fa Toren
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un: kidomega | text

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what's up girls gays and theys. before we head out on the most epic of fetch quests allow me to remind/inform you that your friendly neighborhood omega level telepath is available as a non-echo/aurora/whomstever the fuck monitored means of communication around these parts. those of you who may know sophie? i'm basically her but better in every way.

now. i know what you're thinking. no seriously i do. "who the hell is this guy and why should i trust him with my precious private brain thoughts? those are for me and my diary ONLY!!" valid question. allow me to supply my resume.
- avenger
- x-men 
- x-force
- last omega level mutant standing in this dump
in summary: big damn hero and op as fuck.

services i can provide:
- telepathic comms (obvi)
- remote monitoring of team member locations and statuses
- scanning for all thinking life-forms within a given radius 
- emergency contact for reinforcements/next of kin

pretty good deal, right? you bet your ass it is. okay okay, but where's the catch? what about rules? caveats? are there rules and are they reasonable? yes and yes.

my rules:
1. nobody whose name starts with "v". i'm biased and no i will not share why.
2. don't send me your spam. this is a professional line NOT a candy gram service.
3. i reserve the right to deny services for anyone whose brain stinks excessively. some of y'all are nasty.

okay peace out, hmu, like and subscribe 

- Quentin Quire 

ALSO if you're that little raccoon twerp who keeps popping up on the network to talk shit about how much you hate telepaths, DNI

Jan. 17th, 2026

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Video | un: ScielCandide

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[Here’s Sciel, recording herself. She’s out in the wilderness, wisps of hair caught on the breeze, scarf loose around her neck, face a little flushed from the cold air. She laughs under her breath, holding the camera out at arm’s length; she’s sitting on the hood of a vintage off-road vehicle.]

Salut, mes amies! [A little wave. She speaks with a mild, pragmatic cheer:] In a week, we will be visiting Mesa, where we will be getting samples. Miserable business when you have to cut and run, but we’ll save whatever we can. And with that in mind… I wanted to go over a few very important things in handling plants, both for your safety, and for the survival of the specimens.

[She holds up a hand, raising one finger.]

One… gloves and long sleeves! Many plants secrete oily compounds that can start an allergic reaction. The smoother and shinier the leaves, the more likely you’re looking at something toxic. If you happen to touch something by accident, scrub your exposed skin with soap and water. Don’t scratch or put your fingers in your eyes or mouth, unless you want to risk a very bad time.

[There’s a dull thud of boots on metal as she shimmies across the hood of the vehicle, and she slides down to the ground. Chattering as she goes, and a second finger goes up:]

Two! If you must eat something, test each part against your skin first for a reaction. Roots, stem, leaves and flowers, test all of them separately. If you have no reaction, cook it and rub it on your lip. If there still isn't a reaction, you can try a very small bite. If you’re still fine after a few hours, you’re at much smaller risk than if you did no testing at all.

And with that said, you’ll need to know how to take samples…

[Sciel looks away from the camera for a moment as she focuses on grabbing some things from… somewhere, then she’s tromping across the fields, into a wooded area. She takes a moment to set the camera up where her worksite is visible. It’s a tree with peeling bark and bare branches, the best the winter can offer, but it’ll do.]

Now, I assume we’re not collecting samples in the dead of winter, so you’ll have to imagine I’m doing this with something fresher than a wintering tree… but the principles are the same! Listen carefully:

[This is followed by a candid but thorough explanation of how to take plant cuttings with a sharp knife. Her voice is warm, she makes jokes here or there, but it’s mostly to the point, delivered with the cadence of someone very used to teaching.

By the end, she has several cuttings of different parts of the tree, with notes for habitat descriptions, descriptions of the plant itself, its phenological state, miscellaneous observations –– the notebook she shows off is full of near-illegible chicken scratch, but she can read it, and that’s what matters.

And then she’s done! She smiles at the camera and gives a little gesture with her knife – ta.]


And don’t be a stranger! If you have any questions while you’re out there… I'm Sciel, and you can send me a message any time.

Jan. 14th, 2026

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[CLOSED]

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Who: Viktor, the Machine Herald + closed prompts in the comments
What: A little pre-mission prep
When: In the weeks prior to the mission
Where: All over (will indicate in the prompt headers)
Warnings: Blanket warnings for surgery, body modification, body dysmorphia, will update as needed

monitoring you, like machines do, you've still got it, I'm just keeping an eye. )

Jan. 13th, 2026

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wavering [OPEN]

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WHO: Knife, OTA
WHEN: Pre-mission January
WHERE: DIFFERENT PLACES
WHAT: Some open prompts to play with bc i wanna play
NOTES\WARNINGS: Knife cusses a lot, throws brazen suicide/death jokes/hyperbole around (i'll flag 'em if they come up), can reference body horror, buuuut nothing dire in the starters. i'll cw when appropriate

confused dog noises from not-dog throat )

Jan. 11th, 2026

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un: Accelerator; text

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If any of you have important information you want to share, Aurora made space for us to set up a data repository. It's for data, not inane crap like selfies, so don't bother trying to fill it up with garbage. Sunday is going to be running it, with Finch doing the back end stuff, so don't waste their time.

If you have any questions about it, Sunday will be around to answer them. We can dump data from the upcoming mission into it, so keep that in mind when you're collecting it.

If any of you fuckers have those suspicious diary entries then you can share it using the repository. I'm talking about the ones that are dated with really complex mathematical calculations on the back. Don't keep that shit to yourself, it might be the proof we need that Echo isn't just fucking with all of us. I can't overstate how important this is, some of us have been here over a year and we're still skeptical. From what I've seen of the math it looks really fucking promising.


((Details and depositing can be found over here! Both Sunday and Accelerator will be responding to this post. Sunday will be a lot kinder to people!))
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[ The video starts with a boy in a baseball cap, wearing a bright grin and lifting a hand in greeting. An I-come-in-peace kind of greeting. He's in his bedroom, sitting on his unmade bed and while his room isn't messy per se (he hasn't been here long enough to accumulate a mess), there are a few shirts haphazardly draped over the back of his headboard. ]

S'up, Etraya? The name's Junpei Iori! I'm pretty new here. Still getting the lay of the land and all, but uh...

[ He rubs the back of his neck, glancing past the camera for a moment. ]

My birthday's on the 16th. Which I guess is operation day? So I'm thinking of celebrating early. Anyone wanna maybe...hang?

[ God. That feels so pathetic. Like coming on here and pretty much announcing he's a friendless loser. Junpei quickly pivots: ]

Or I guess you could just give some recommendations of good places to check out and party it up? What place has the best food or where can a guy get a good cake...that kinda thing? Yeah, sure. I can probably go find somewhere on my own, but the best reviews are usually word of mouth!

[ Junpei shifts, palms planted on his knees as he leans forward. ]

Sooo, lay it on me, folks. Where would you spend your sweet seventeen in this place?

Jan. 10th, 2026

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Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.

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WHO: Mizu & Others
WHEN: January, pre-mission
WHERE: Around Etraya
WHAT: Communication, miscommunication, and looking ahead
NOTES\WARNINGS: If you're interested in a thread or personalized prompt, let me know! At this time, not expecting much heavy for warnings. There may be some references to past trauma/poor coping mechanisms. Will warn in threads and try to remember to add if they come up.

Read more... )