The 100; a panfandom game

EMMA SWAN:

You know, I thought I'd miss more things about the modern world. My car, bubbles baths, pedicures, Starbucks. But it's not as bad as I thought it'd be. Honestly, it's a nice respite from what we were dealing with before.

I do miss having nice hair. That I miss.

ICHABOD CRANE:

Hey.

Thanks for putting up with me this month. I don't say that enough, but... well, you've been putting up with stuff that'd make most guys run. What with the being sick and that poison ivy.

Filter: Donna Noble, Martha Jones, Clara Oswald

Hello.

Don't suppose either of you are free at the moment?

I'm still not convinced this isn't an elaborate joke put on by some wanker who thinks it'd be funny to pull one over on Potter, but I'm told that I should introduce myself.

I'm Harry Potter. Hello. They've put me in 504-X2, and I am a prison guard.

CHATTY TO BELLAMY BLAKE:
-- Problem.

Avengers

I would like to know more about my role in the Avengers, please. And how well we know each other.

Who: Finnick Odair and Gale Hawthorne
When: Today
Where: Finnick's room
What: A little tough love
Rating: TBD.

( ... )

Why in the actual fuck was there a two-headed rabbit watching me sleep?

Why is there a two-headed rabbit in my room at all?

CHATTY TO MAJOR LILYWHITE:

-- I'm talking to Harry Potter.
-- Pinch me, this has to be a dream.

How do you turn the goddamn voice off? I got a running tally of everything that doesn't work, and I can't even find the battery to rip out. Is there a battery on these things? Starting to believe they run on spite and bullshit and can't find anything that proves that wrong.

Note to self: Don't team up with Nico unless you actually want to find a dead body.

I suppose I should be grateful it was only the one.