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Okay, this is going to sound a little odd, but has anyone seen me?

Not me-me, other me? Big-chin me? I think I've disappeared again.

why do they go on and I'm still here?

Also, what would anyone think of puttin' a trainin' simulator in the TARDIS? I've got plenty of room and after Las Vegas it might not be a bad idea to be prepared- usually not a fan of violence, but with the talents we 'ave here, might be put to good use, eh?

Has anyone found two pairs of socks in oddly different locations? I may have accidentally created a teleporting machine when trying to rebuild an old microwave I found. It can't teleport humans, but when the socks vanished a wonderfully crispy muffins appeared. Already buttered I might add. Quite delicious. But anyway, attempted to fire off two pairs of socks, they vanished, muffin comes out, socks never return, machine is dead.

This is Valkyrie.

Looking for someone.

Thank you.

Doctor Thirteen - found your tardes. Tardis? Tarsus? Tortoise? Blue box. Or a blue box.

I don't know what this sudden influx of things from home is all about but I got something today that could be potentially useful to all of us.

I got my suit. For those of you who don't know how it works, I put it on and I can shrink down to the size of an ant. What's even better is that there are discs that come with it that enable me to shink objects to a smaller, protable size. For example, I could go through the doors, put the suit on and then bring back larger stuff like a pool table. I'd need help of course but I'm going to try it out later and see if it's still working the way it's supposed to. I'm doing it at home though because I don't want anyone accidently stepping on me because that would defeat the purpose.

Settling in nicely. Slowly but surely. (Those doors are freaking amazing, I've been to so many cool places so far. What's the like, legal policy there? No one's gonna come chase me down, right?)

So, uh, is there a firing range around here somewhere, or should I make one?

Wonderful news! My TARDIS came back!

Not as wonderful news, I need to ask everyone to keep their distance from the large blue police box near Mayor Stark's science station for the time being.

Private to the Older Tony and Eleven

I might need a bit of an assist when you both have a moment.

Does anyone happen to have any golden beets?

Private to Bucky

Can we borrow your goat?

Private to Remus

How are you feeling?

My, what an incredibly unfortunate two weeks it's been.

Having a Hang In There poster has never been more of a boon.

Hello everyone! I'm The Doctor! Pleasure to meet you. I'm not entirely sure if I've been kidnapped, or just fallen into a time vortex or through a dimensional wall, or even a computer simulation. You'd be surprised how often those things can happen, and how very similar they can be in experiences.

Anyway, if I'm not kidnapped could I possibly trouble anyone for some information on my ship? She's blue and looks like a police telephone box on the front. She's really rather precious to me, and she can get rather angry if I leave her for too long.

Lovely place you've got here, so if I HAVE been kidnapped, thank you for that bit, but do know that you're dealing with The Oncoming Storm, and I will stop you!

This also doesn't really smell right, or taste right--where is this? Feels rather odd this place. The ground's a bit... bouncier than most.

Hello, everyone.

I apologize for the length of this; however find the contents below to be entirely necessary for the upcoming days.

( Public Announcement )

Can we ban stairs around here? Like, just... no more? I keep tripping over them. My balance is so off I'm pretty sure I'm about to trip and break something important. Like my collarbone, or my ego.

...also, can someone come open this jar of pickles for me?

So did everyone forget to wash their hands or something? This all seems to be the opposite of good.

I had like, a sniffle? I sneezed a little. I think I'm okay now.

I know I am new here, but I see where there are some sick people. I have experience as a war nurse, so if anyone requires assistance caring for the ill I would be happy to step up.

Might help me find a way home

Uhm. So - Seems to me like there's a lot of people who aren't feeling great lately? Anyone need anything? Help? Soup? i'm pretty great at making soup?

maybe comment in even if you don't need anything just so we know you're not like...dead or something

So have you ever been just hanging out, clinging to the side of a building while reading a book, when suddenly you feel a sniffle, you cough, and you suddenly slip from said building to crash straight into a sharp bush?

Because that just happened to me.

I haven't felt this sick or weak since that time MJ made beef stroganoff with that weird mystery meat we had in the fridge. Listen, we were poor at the time, you took chances.

Hey, everyone,

New month, new Starklandia project. Tony Sr.'s been doing an admirable job getting the medical center stocked over time, but as we all know: emergencies and injuries are never things you plan, and it's always better to know as much as you can before one starts kicking.

To that end: it'd be useful to have a medical history on file for everyone.

I understand that for some of us, these feel like very private things, so if you're only comfortable giving bare bones, that's completely fine. They of course won't be widely circulated; this is for everyone's personal protection. I'll keep them on file and if we ever establish a medical staff, share it there.

I'd suggest starting with blood type, any known allergens, any medication you have been on or would need to avoid, major illnesses, and prior surgical history for those of you with basic human biology. For those with alternate considerations, whatever you know your most urgent needs would be in an emergency where you didn't have the ability to communicate them, please start there.

If anyone has questions or wants help writing things up, I'm in the library all day.

As ever - thanks for the time.

Is there a doctor in the house?

Has anyone seen a bobble-head walkin' around? No reason. Askin' for a friend.

Well, askin' for me. Don't be alarmed about it unless it starts tickin'. Just let me know. Like, right away.

Right away.

Private to Tony Stark the Elder and Strange

I have an idea!

I know there have been an influx of, um, interesting creatures as of late. But uh, just as a heads up, I suppose. If you see a flying dog. Don't freak out? His name is Krypto and he probably just wants to be your friend. Or a belly rub.

So...

I think I need some help designing a stable. Preferably one that is, uh, fireproof.