The 100; a panfandom game

The witch says she can send us home. Is there a way to find out how, before we annihilate her army?

[Granby + Temeraire + Iskierka]

I'm planning on attending the Easter morning service tomorrow if any of you should care to join me. Providing you don't talk through it.

How much foam is appropriate for tooth brushing?

I must say, I was not expecting a gift from whatever circumstance brought us here, but I am grateful to have received more appropriate clothing. I had not realised that I missed Aviator green.

Temeraire, there are some clothes from the Emperor in China which may suit you.

[Medical + Mental Health]

I do not even know how to word this, but I have been informed that there may be those among you that might be able to help. Not long ago, I suffered a bout of amnesia and while a fair amount of my memory has returned, there are still some gaps from the last eight years. I do not know if there is some way to aid the process of recovering lost memories.

I wish I could say that was the first time a tiny, bearded man flashed me and then gave me a bag of gold. Well done, tiny sir. You should be proud.



Why is everything so strange here?

Well, introducing myself does seem the proper thing to do, no matter how unnatural this device seems and so little art to the typeface. I believe this would go much faster with a quill and an inkpot, but I've been told those are but relics of the past.

I am Captain Laurence, of His Majesty's Aerial Corps, though I served in the Royal Navy for close to twenty years before that. Despite flying a Celestial, I confess this world of yours leaves me rather confused. It is as though I've hit my head all over again. I'm sure it will be a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I'll be serving in the military on delta squad.

I don't suppose there's any black tea to be found? Or gin, for that matter?

Granby, Iskierka, they said the two of you were here? I suppose trouble keeps finding us. It seems Temeraire is with us as well.

I've heard it said that introducing yourself here is usual, and my dragon who isn't a dragon has agreed not to set anything on fire for the time being, so I finally have a few moments.

Hello. I am Captain John Granby of the British Aerial Corps. I fly with Iskierka normally, but as she has appeared here in human form, it seems we won't be doing any of that. I'm presently in Medical as I wait for an infection to clear from a rather severely broken arm, and I have to say, the doctors you have here are a marvel. This would have been an amputation for sure at home, and that's if I survived the fever long enough to get to someone who could perform it.

Last thing I knew, it was 1810 and I was in Brazil, and the British were at war with Napoleon. I am given to understand that none of those things are the case now, and that you're all from different worlds, and that even in the worlds that have dragons, yours don't talk. I am originally from Newcastle, but I've served in the Aerial Corps since I was 6. Once I am cleared to leave Medical, I will be joining the folk who take care of the animals here. Do not let Iskierka near them in the meantime. She is liable to bite a cow.

And for anyone or anything that Iskierka may have set on fire or threatened to set on fire, you have my apologies.

All right, you primitive screwheads, listen up!

You're not actually primitive screwheads and I think you're all great, I just REALLY REALLY wanted to use that quote for an announcement and it was a perfect opportunity.

So! I took over the cooking lessons (to add some Latin flair!) when Mr. Bradshaw left. For those of you who've still been coming to the lessons while I kind find my groove in the job, I appreciate it, and I hope you've enjoyed some of the stuff my abuelita taught me.

I wanted to let you all know that there's another change! Instead of "every other Monday and Wednesday," I'm just moving it to every Monday. Same timeslot! It's just easier on my schedule to have something regular and locked down. I'm sure it's the same for a lot of you.

NOW for the REAL announcement. I've been working with our agriculture group (Peace, Mr. Kent, I'll miss you) to get a steady (as steady as plant growth is) flow of fresh ingredients, especially since everything I teach becomes dinner for everyone! Sweet deal, I know. So here's the plan. I'd like everyone to save up some dairy rations to help me with this, because I've got everything I need to make PIZZA. (Thanks, Pixie, for helping collect some plants, too!)

PS, Tony Friggin STARK and I are growing coffee beans in a localized greenhouse, you're welcome.

It'll be a bit different that you're used to, though. Grain is still hard to come by, so I'll be using cauliflower for the bread. BEFORE YOU FLINCH, let me say you won't even be able to tell the difference when I'm done. You'll love it, trust me. And be ready to get your grub on this Monday. And maybe this'll drum up some more people taking my class!

[Spider-Boss]

Dear Bossman, permission to requisition some lumber, some rope, and a really heavy rock?

[ooc | THIS is what he's making.]

This place needs some evil vampires, demons, or something I can track down and kill, 'cause I'm getting bored just waiting for something to happen.

B, up for a fight? Anyo

Granby! Granby! They said you were here. Are you well? Oh! I shall burn down their barracks if they have hurt you.

Granby, I do not know what has happened to me! I am so very small now, and my wings are gone. I look like a girl!

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.