Incomplete Data: A panfandom, multi-world RP.

What is this creature with a horn upon its head? It's oddly cute, but I admit I've never seen such a thing.

And how much longer is this cold weather supposed to be upon us? I miss the green and I'm not really suited to the chill, if there are any volunteers to keep me warm.

Does anyone know how to bake cookies?

Anybody wanna go caroling with me? I know lots of good Christmas songs like Frosty Snowman and Batman Smells.

[Echo]
Hello Dr. Echo lady ma'am. Natasha said I could have 200 of her money to buy Christmas presents. It's a super secret spy mission!

Coming to New York always reminds me of one of the most important lessons I've learned over the course of a long, eventful life full of educational mistakes:

California is far, far superior to anything the rest of the country has to offer. There's no question - no contest - and no reason ever to leave.

There's trails. Who wants to race? ;) ;)

Looks like the clock is back to ticking.

[Bucky Barnes (MCU)]

I can't tell if it's because of everything that's been going on or not. And maybe this isn't the right time for this, but -- before we ended up here -- I was starting to get the impression that you were avoiding me and I'm not sure I know why.

[Sam Wilson]

You're well-versed in the interpersonal skills that I usually lack, right?

[Diana Prince]

What do you make of all this?

[Tony Stark]

I would never have pegged you as a Sherlock Holmes fan.

TO THE HOUSEHOLD OF DR. HENRY JEKYLL:

You will find your weekly pay in an envelope in the library on my desk. Each has your names on them. I am not to be disturbed under any circumstances.

ALAN CAMPBELL & THE CHEMIST (LOKI & BART ALLEN):

Gentlemen, I have had the Eureka! moment that so many scientists are alleged to have. In that moment, I knew that I could create something the world would use for ages. An energy serum, meant to transform daylight into electricity. They say that it cannot be done, but I am on the verge of greatness.

DIARY ENTRY:

No matter. I will transform the darkness into light. All will be noble and these sinister notions in my head will be gone. We can be good always, and I have figured out the way.

No —

There is terrible new that Sir Danvers Carew has been killed. I seem to — I have memories of his face in the rain — this cannot be.

[Servant filter]

How many marriages do you think we'll see this season? Or should I say how many successfully make it to the alter marriages do you think we'll see this season?

How may proposals?

How many unexplained deaths? I think we already have at least one.

How many public executions?

I'll be in the meditation room until the timer runs out if anyone needs, or simply wants, company. There's hot tea and soft, calm noise. If anyone would like me to lead in guided meditation, I can, or any of the others skilled in that area are welcome to come and lead. Or we can simply sit and have some quiet company and conversation in a still place.

Who: Mercy Thompson and OTA
When: Fiday Evening
Where: Outside the Institute
What: Just a stretch of the legs
Rating: TBD, mentions of nudity, mentions of past sexual assault

( It was time for her to walk, or run, on four. )

If anyone would like to join me in my morning meditations, I would be glad to have the company. I begin an hour and a half before breakfast in the meditation room in Echo. You're more than welcome to come in your pajamas if you'd like, it's certainly not going to bother me. But I only have one rule: no shoes.

We've all been through a great deal. Whether survival in nature, or purposefully stressful scenarios and challenges, but I think this last one takes the cake when it comes to cruelty. If anyone is having trouble with what they have lived through, or done, or even observed, I'd like to set up a time where we can perhaps talk about that in a judgement-free space. I had been thinking just a group where we could all talk about what we're processing and having trouble with, but if people would prefer smaller groups or even individual counseling, I wanted to offer my services.

I'm not a therapist, exactly, but in the course of my work as a Catholic priest, I've been trained in and led grief, relationship, and spiritual counseling and I've worked pretty broadly in conflict-torn regions. I also was about 90% dead when I got here, so understand the grappling with mortality. I can't promise to fix things, but I can listen, maintain confidentiality, and I won't judge.

Something that everyone should know...

Those taken by Hotel were made to dig twenty-five graves.

Only twenty-one died in that cave. They have been drilling us with the idea that only one will survive.

This obviously isn't over.

Is it over?

Where is everyone else?

If anyone sees a calico cat with a stumpy tail wandering around, can you please let me know? Her name is Medea and she's pretty friendly, I would just hate for her to get lost.

THIS IS A TEST