Knowhere IC

Knowing that certain friends wouldn't agree in the creation of further martyrs I'm just going to ask where everyone is and when they're coming back. You do know, right?

Once an evacuation plan is in place, do you all have a rough idea who is staying?...I finished the arrays design tonight. I heard there are some volunteers to draw it that weren't alchemists. I'll have to send it to you to practice drawing. It's...not easy and it needs to be exact.

[Friends (no Matts)]
Fuck my life.

... what sound does X make?

Let it never once be said that space is boring or that your views are any less impressive.

Your food is absolutely terrible though.

[ Daredevil (MCU) ]

So. I met someone else who knows us in another Universe. One where apparently we fight with Avengers over ex-Girlfriends and end up in Dumpsters. Somehow I feel like we're making better choices, unless that's happened to you too?

Patrolling tonight, to keep from getting rusty, if you're interested.

[ Natasha Romanoff (MCU) ]

So. Apparently, we get to know each other in more Universe than not.

I thought that was pretty interesting.

Holy Zardoz. No? Mos Eisley? Could be. A Boy and His Dog? -- Oooh no, no-no-no -- nobody wants that -- Cloud City without the clouds? Astro Boy? -- one of those should do -- totally better than the weird space head that pukes guns down on way too much mustache.

So the talking dog -- which we're going to get to in a minute, and then someone's going to tell me where we keep the space milk bones, because this guy is the best -- tells me this is home now? Not the worst one I've had lately, so bonus points for that. It's not even full of bugs. But, right! Big questions time!

One: How is your waffle situation?
Two: How's your hot dog situation?
Three: Has anybody seen another Spider person around here? Red and blue costume, British accent, very nice abs, kind of stuffy, likes to be in charge, likes tea, answers to Spider U.K? Beuller?
Four: Are there cupcakes?
Five: Where would one acquire an iPod? I've learned they're kind of essential when bouncing around the multiverse.
Six: Seriously, where do you guys keep the milkbones around here? Because this dog is awesome.

Also. Hey Knowhere -- that's what this place is called right? -- Spider-Woman -- or Girl if there's other spider's in the house -- we don't step on toes around here -- in the house. Space Head? Space head. Earth-Nine-Eight-Two representing.

Seriously. Thanks for whoever's in charge of shuttle dispatches. That was one of like, the best Taxi rides ever. Showing up in a bad neighborhood full of space rats, No traffic, and no stinky backseat? No annoying music or gum stuck to everything even? Queens could stand to take notes.

Just a friendly reminder that tonight's poker night. In honor of the current mess going on with the passports, we're going to change things up tonight:

If you and your partner want to come, and your partner has never played poker before, you can play but you have to be their coach. If neither of you have played, but you want to come for a night of cards, gambling, and drinking, come on down. We'll teach you the rules. No buy in. Drinks are on me. We'll just play for fun tonight, get to know some new people. Hope to see you all there.

Shepard, Out.

(OOC: I will actually post results this week. Sorry about being so overwhelmed by life I've dropped the ball on this event. If you want to come, just sign up IC below. If you're part of the linked plot and you and your partner want to come, sign up as the same, but please include an OOC note in the subject line as to who the player and coach are so I can separate out the results please.)

[ Obviously sounding somewhere less than sober but not exactly fall over drunk, there's a bit of a pause between when the message starts and her voice actually chimes in on the post]

Okay. So maybe deciding tonight was the night to break out Traynor's old bar-tending notes was not the best idea, but it happened. And there may have been some [...] Quad Kickers in there. And by some I mean, quite a few.

Which got me to thinking, slightly insensitive as this might be...but I've met quite a few of you...so...

( I've got a question for you. )
(OOC: Discussion of character death highly likely in the comments given the question under the cut. Just wanted to make sure people were aware.

All right. I'm using the voice to text option on this thing. My name's Matt Murdock. I don't know what I'm doing here or how I got here. I'm blind. There's a talking dog. Yes, I know that putting those two things together, the joke pretty much writes itself.

I've been told that no, this isn't Purgatory or Hell. I'm staying in the barracks and I think...no, I need to find the cheapest beer that can be found inside a Celestial's head. Coming from New York, it's always better to ask the locals. So, where do I find that? Are there dive bars inside a Celestial's head?

I'm giving up on anything sounding normal, ever again.

I like to walk around the market here, reminds me of a swapmeet, with all the vendors and the weird shit happening where no one thinks anyone else can see.

But the one observation I wanna make? Nature does a lot of drugs.

There's some weird fucking shit in this place.

T' whoever lef' ( 'dese ) on m' apartmen' doorknob..

Merci.

Aw, weird space head. I've heard about you.

Is there Coffee or beer?

Does anyone have a cat?

I need a cat.

Someone want to explain why everyone I know just disappeared? Remy, Laura, Kitty, Ororo. That mean I'm next? Where the fuck did they go?

Alright people, it's poker night. You all know how this works by now I'd assume but, if you're one of the new arrivals we've picked up, here's the long and short. My name is Adeleis Shepard and once upon a time I beat Rocket for the right to run the card games. We play cards weekly for units. Sometimes for good causes sometimes because we just like to play cards. Cheating and powers don't fly unless we've set up a special game ahead of time and, well, the general idea is to get drunk and have fun. If you're interested, go ahead and let me know and I'll make sure there's room for you at the table.

Secondarily. I know I've worked with some of you regarding pilot training and the RIV. I'd like to keep that up of course, but also my own ship has shown up. Unfortunately, she's shown up sans her crew save for a very helpful computer. That being said, as I have every intention of making sure the ship stays in good, working order (since he knows what we might need it for next), she's going to need people who know how to work Engineering, mechanics, computer systems...all things to some degree outside my pay grade and not at all what I'm about to foist on my lovely friends here just so we can gallivant around the galaxy or shoot things that maybe try and invade our home here. If you think you've got the qualifications and you're interested, let me know. We'll set up a walk through of the ship. If it seems like it'll work out, I've got the majority of the technical information (even if I don't understand some of it) available for you to look at. I can offer pilot training there as well, but don't expect the ship to be very nice to you. She was pretty partial to the last guy who sat in that chair.

Lastly, for the Technical and Medical People. As the Normandy has arrived and, near as I can tell, everything's up and running properly, I've got some services I'd like to open up to you. The ship, at least where I'm from, was pretty state of the art in all its bells and whistles. This, as it was originally designed to be a stealth, combat, and research vessel, includes a very well stocked Lab and Med-Bay, complete with a Medi-Gel dispenser (which I'm hoping maybe we can reverse engineer because it would save you guys lot of time and trouble) as well as a Dermal Regenerative Unit, kind of like the Cradle as I understand it, but only a little slower. I'm not sure how easy it would be to get these things out of here, but I do want you to know they're available to work with if you'd like to come look at them.

[ Cosmo, The Guardians, Bobbi Morse, and Other trainers at The Hovel ]

The Normandy did also come with a, surprisingly, well stocked armory. She must have come from right after II've gone ahead and had the ship lock it down for now, but I would be more than happy to open it up if you wanted to add some pieces to the local arms and armor we've got present. Most of the stuff is pretty standard fare in terms of firearms. There's a few more oddball tech pieces in here, and a few things that the general populace has absolutely zero need to get their hands on. If you'd like to come take a look, or have any questions or concerns about any of this, please don't hesitate to let me know.

[ End Filter ]

Shepard, Out.

Ugh. Pretty sure I got hit by a plane and run over by a bus. Did I actually sleep through an entire day??

Well, this has been a busy few weeks. The new passports are working out great. New colleagues too. Not to get too Leslie Knope on you guys, but I feel like we need to socialise outside of the office. Anyone want to grab a coffee or beer sometime?

Is it awkward I want to scratch our host behind the ears and call him a good boy? Yes? No?

Just so everyone knows, I'm still here.

I was really busy all week with the guys and dealing with the fact that one of them had swapped bodies with my crush.

So a while back before this and the Reapers there was mention of Hypervodka, Captain Harkness. Is that still on the table?

Breathing shouldn't hurt

Anyone any good at chess, or..some other game? I don't know. Something to pass the time? Something not requiring actual strength?