Knowhere IC

The movies lied to us.

I think that's what pisses me off the most. You go in and pay a couple bucks just to watch how stupid we can be. Good job, humanity, you're doing wonders for yourself.

Dr. Watson gave me this tablet
He said
I haven't talked to anyone in
He said not to freak you all out. Don't cause panic because you've just gone through one emergency



Am I dead? I bet everyone asks that. But who cares, because I'm asking

How is everyone settling back in? Medical's back up and running (thanks, Doc) so as people start returning, if anything happens, we'll be ready to take it on.

Also, thanks to those of you who are bringing food back with you, and making special trips to bring back the food.

And for the people who helped transport the tribbles to new homes-- you know who you are. You're beautiful and we love you.

We could also use a little blood, so anyone who can donate, drop on by. We'll keep everything compartmentalized by who and where, it's just safer that way.

Who: Harry Dresden, Tex & Castiel
What: Some well-deserved relaxation from tribbles.
When: The day after the tribble plot.
Where: Harry’s Place
Rating: PG-13
Status: Log - Complete

( The wizard had bad timing. )

Who: Texas and North Dakota
What: Tex and North talk.
When: During this thread.
Where: The Observatory
Rating: PG-13
Status: Log - Complete

( North planted himself in a better position and set himself up to stand sentinel over his friends. )

Who: The Freelancers, Roy Mustang & Edward Elric
What: Ed and Roy see the MJOLNIR armor for the first time.
When: Evening, right after this.
Where: The Observatory
Rating: PG-13
Status: Log - Complete

( It kept the tribbles out. It didn’t keep out the Spartans. )

[Filtered to Freelancers & Harry]

Alight, roll call. Where is everyone?

Fertile Evacuating people:

Remember to take your pets with you, even if they're already spayed or neutered. You could be away longer than you might expect, and we don't need to put up with the stench of rotting pets if they die while you're gone.

A lot of people have been asking about eating these things.

They don't taste half bad.

Thanks, Pedro.

Who: Harry Dresden and the Freelancers (North Dakota, New York, & Texas)
What: Some proper introductions.
When: Mid-morning
Where: Harry’s Place
Rating: PG-13
Status: Log - Complete

( But it occurred to him just then what a mess of creatures he was standing amongst. These were human war machines, and while he’d known that from his conversations with York and Texas both, having finally seen them in action? Well, it was hard to lose the memory. It was terrifying and they were frightening beings. )

Advantage: apocalypse kids?

Yes, dark humor. But hey... tough times?

Okay, people.

If you've got food stores somewhere, it's time to speak up. We need to put the food somewhere it's going to be safe and figure out some way to ration it. Or we need to start picking out what sauce tastes best on tribbles, because the market's entirely out of food, the mess is out of food, and the one place I had food squirrel away has been replaced by five dozen tribbles.

Who's got food? I've got hungry kids here

[Edit]

You got any, bring it to the Mess and Carlos, North or I will be there to collect it and find a safe spot for it. We'll also get it rationed and let everyone know where they can go to get their daily portions.

I'm not usually one for social media, but I hear this is where one goes to meet the locals and I'm told secluding oneself to nothing but outrageously good sex isn't good for you. I beg to differ, but I'm a pleaser so here I am. Elektra Natchios. I'd say it's nice to meet you, but I imagine I don't really care one way or another.

I just found a Coca-Cola truck, like a full eighteen wheeler, apparently stocked with Coke.



Dibs.

... what sound does X make?

I got off-shift about an hour ago and headed to the mess to grab some breakfast for the troops (I'm looking at you, Ed, the bottomless pit that is Al, North, Harry, Tex and Mouse - Yes, Ed, Carlos has been cooking Earth food special just for you) and Carlos said they're crazy low on food?

I guess it was there yesterday.. but there's a lot of it missing today?

Ed, are you sleep-eating, is that why you're never hungry?

Miss Spider doing a little late-night snacking?

Are you squirreling it all away, Sam?

Maybe our favorite zombie is preparing for end-times here?

Seriously, people.. where'd the food go? I had to leave with smaller portions so there'd be enough for everyone else.

Who: North Dakota, New York & Texas, with Harry Dresden and Alphonse Elric
What: The Freelancers have a little knock-down, drag-out.
When: Late evening, after this.
Where: A secluded area not far from the Hovel
Rating: PG-13
Status: Log - Complete

( War over? Texas won. )

[Filtered to Harry Dresden]

Hey, Gigantor, do you know where Tex is?

Who: Harry Dresden & Texas
What: Some bickering, some talking.
When: Evening, after this.
Where: Harry’s Place
Rating: PG-13
Status: Log - Complete

( She was flighty. In that sense she'd murder him and walk away instead of dealing with her feelings first. )

Hey Knowhere, what's up?

I need better friends, the crazy assholes I'm hanging out with are fucking nuts.

Wanna be friends? I can cook.

Someone gave me a hug.

A hug.

And not like a fleshy human hug where some idiot wraps their arms around another idiot, but a stupid hippo-looking stuffed animals that vibrates when the idiot on the other end of the wifi pushes a button.

I don't need a fucking hug.

What I need is to get laid, because I haven't in like three days.

I will find you and I will skin you and wear your face as a hat.