The 100; a panfandom game

DUKE CROCKER, ALASTOR MOODY, FRED BURKLE:

Someone's been mucking around in my things. Who was it?

I would like to thank those that explained my situation to me, showed me how to use this device and assigned me to work for the command structure here. It still seems strange that so long has passed and that war has taken a toll on the world but what you have all built here is inspiring and I hope only to play my part in that.

My name is Enjolras. And last I knew it was June 1832 so I would be grateful for any aid in this adustment people can give me.

Hello, Mount Weather.

I'm afraid I'm not very good at talking about myself, but I thought introductions were in order. My name is Dr. Saunders and I'll be joining your medical staff here. Before arriving here I worked both as a general practitioner and a pediatrician. I know there are some children here; if any parents would like to come meet with me to discuss my background and qualifications further I'd be happy to meet you.

Obviously our situation here is less than ideal, but if there's anything I can do for anyone to make them more comfortable, whether as a doctor or just a friendly ear, please don't hesitate to come speak to me in medical.

I think we've gotten the alcohol content on the whiskey a little less terrifying. It's an art as much as it's a science, particularly under these sorts of conditions. With such limited resources, the experimentation process takes a while. So while the alcohol content is more what we're going for now, the taste is still leaving a lot to be desired. I've started three new batches of mash today. Here's hoping one of them gets us closer to the victory.

Killing darkspawn was much easier than this. Significantly more likely to have me meet an untimely end, but easier. It's funny how that works, isn't it? When you have one major overriding goal (kill the archdemon, end the Blight, track down the key to ending the Calling), a lot of decisions are simple. You do the things that lead to the goal, the end. That's it. I have to make small decisions now that don't affect anyone other than me in any significant way, and every single one of them is harder to make than any of the ones I've made that affected whole countries.

Urgency breeds clarity, I suppose.

Good party last night, Mount Weather. Good party.

Filter to Betsy

And here I was, all prepared to ask you to dance. I danced with Audrey three times to make up for it.

You all right?

New memories. That's been going around, right? At least I no longer feel out of the fucking loop about who the hell most of you from back home are.

[EDDIE CARMICHAEL]

Hey kid.

[HARRY POTTER]

Lived longer than I expected to, honestly. [...] It's good to see you grown, Potter. Now that I know who the hell you are.

[ANGIE MARTINELLI]

Let me know when you want to take another walk.

[EMMELINE VANCE]

Was I already a bloody mess of prosthetics by the time you knew me? For fuck's sake.

So it's nuclear winter after all. Disappointing. How'd it happen?

Testing?

This is so stupid. What am I even supposed to say? Should have given me a script, Bell

I'm supposed to be doing a test to see who can actually see this to check and see if the network is up and running. I guess if you can see this, reply back with your name and if you're having any kind of issues? I can pass them along to whoever.