The 100; a panfandom game

When I asked for something to do, that wasn't exactly what I had in mind. I'm never looking in the damn mirror again.

Solo Family + Skywalkers + All Star Wars

Check in. Anything broken?

Yesterday, we were beset on all sides by a hideous enemy from my past. No one knows how she got here, but according to some, she's been here for over a month, listening to our conversations, hiding in our mirrors like the calculating schemer that she is. I can't apologize for her appearance though I may desperately want to. Her actions are her own, and it was her actions that caused a great deal of anguish and violence inside Mount Weather. I regret that more than you can possibly know.

I have seen hundreds of years of war. I have witnessed great men and woman cut down in their prime by sadists and evil men. We have all fallen to Earth in our various ways, but we have risen up to stand side by side, though we may have our differences. You have shown your courage, your fortitude, and your unbelievable strength. Without each and every one of you, we could not have survived.

We would not have survived, make no mistake.

Those who turn their pain, anger, and violence toward this community will find themselves faced with an impenetrable wall and spears to their faces. We will not go quietly into the night, but raise hell and take our enemy with us. You have fought too hard and too long for the survival of this community to allow anyone to overrun it for their own purposes

We are not without our losses, though. We have lost many men, women, and children to this adversary. Join the Chancellor, as well as the Councillor's this Sunday morning at Lemkin Cemetery to mourn and honor them.

Your welcoming parties needs work, guys. And Mary? Total beeyatch.

Hey, name's Chloe. I'm totally lost about the shitstorm that's happening, but if I can lend a hand doing something, cool. Lemme at it.

[ Filtered to Max ]

Did we just trade a beautiful open road for magical apocraplypse hellhole? Karma blows.

[ /Filter ]

I knew it wasn't safe here like people kept saying.

[Filter to Loki]

So, hey, late on the warning bell, but y'know, arms deep in mirror ladies wanting to slice everyone up really makes it hard to pull out the phone and my yelling voice can only go so far. Anyways! So many Bloody Marys. EVERYWHERE. Heads up hours late. But I'm sure you caught that quick.

[Filter to Spider Clan]

Do we have a rotating chart for check-ups and check-ins? I feel like we do. I feel like it's my turn. SO! How's everyone holding together after that horror funhouse romp? Everyone good? Please let everyone be good.

Yesterday was upsetting.

I'm sorry I couldn't do more to help.

FILTERED TO PETER PARKER:

Maybe it's the fact that Lillian reads everything in the same monotone so it's all left for me to decipher, or maybe I took a few too many blows to the head over the last couple days, but ...


You okay?

Yesterday was difficult for all of us. I know many of us were afraid - including myself - and I know many of us are frustrated to continue facing threats within our own home. I can't blame you for that. That someone, or something, would violate the safety of our walls to bring us pain and suffering is something that even I have trouble comprehending sometimes, and I know it isn't easy to see the light at the end of the tunnel after days like yesterday. We will endure, however, just as the Sky People have since they came down to the ground, and just as we all have since we arrived in this world: together. I'm incredibly grateful that we continue to come together as a community in times of need. Snow was right when she said you were all brave, and that gives me hope for our future here. Thank you for standing up for one another. Thank you for helping get each other to safety. Thank you for treating the injured, and for being patient as our medical staff works. Thank you for joining in the clean-up efforts and lending a hand. We're stronger together.



I've been told not to get out of bed, so I'm sorry I can't do more to help out right now. In the meantime, I'm running out of things I can do from here. Could someone bring my art supplies to me?

I'm not sure if I'd say the kitchen is back in 'working order', but we're together enough to be churning out food, so we're calling it a win.

The Mess Hall is not clean enough or safe enough for people to gather in, and I know so many of you are either bedridden or hurting and don't want to haul yourself down here anyway. What we're going to be doing is this: the kitchen staff needs extra help both cooking and cleaning, and then for mealtimes, we're going to set up tables just outside the hospital and at the ends of the residential hallways. I'll do a little magic to get the food on the tables, and then we're going to deliver them to each room and everyone staying in the hospital.

Some of us are well enough to be up and about with helping, so if you're not one of the helpers for the kitchen staff, you'll have to come to the hospital area to get food for now. With everyone so hurt, the Mess Hall is going to take a while to clean up. Bigby's fight with Mary left... I would say most of our tables and chairs broken, not to mention covered in blood. Nothing we can't fix with some magic, I don't think, but it does take time to do that. (I was about to say 'but it's not magic', but it is magic, magic just isn't... you all know what I mean. My point is that our pretty vintage furniture can be salvaged.)


Life Support is still happening this Sunday, but we're going to be meeting in my flat instead (504W) because of the damage in the rest of the mountain.


POTTER CLAN + MARAUDERS:

First of all, are you all alive? (You'd better be.) Check in, please.

Second, I agreed to watch Snow and Bigby's children for a while. Snow is trying to organize everything, and poor Bigby nearly died and isn't in any shape to look after himself, let alone the babies. They float all the time, more or less, so I'm tying them to some table legs in the kitchen so they can hang about while I'm working. Any help to come in and keep them amused would be welcome.

So, I haven't been here long enough to tell if the last day is the norm or not.



I'm Adrian Ivashkov and I'm and I'm not really going to complain about living underground. Call it my sunlight phobia.

We were going to save it for the upcoming holiday, but given the night we just had, the rest of the brewers and I have made an executive decision: our first actual good alcohol is debuting tonight. We're calling it Iceshine, and it's more than drinkable. What's more, there's lots of it.

So, if any of you are the sort to drown your sorrows, come on down to the tavern. No reflective surfaces allowed, and while you're welcome to get as bolloxed as you like, we reserve the right to boot you out on your arse and let the guard take you to cool off if you forget how to act.

[Residence of 504Y]

I have something to ask you all. A favor.

There's a young woman, Cassie Sullivan and yesterday left her really shaken up. She doesn't feel safe here and she threatened to leave. So I asked her if anything would make her feel safer and she asked if our apartment was full.

I know it is far from ideal but I was wondering if it would be okay if she stayed with us for a couple of days. Just until she feels better of course, I'm not suggesting it be permanent.

chatty to nathan drake:

» Where the hell are you?
» If you went to Fight Club I swear to God

Some way to welcome a guy to a place. Still not sure I believe any of this, but I'm getting there. Name's Luke. I'm new. Hope you're all hanging in there from... whatever that was. That happen often around here?

FILTER TO CLAIRE TEMPLE
Guess I never said thanks this time either.