The 100; a panfandom game

I can't believe I'm about to say any of this, but... here goes.

I've spent the last few weeks coming up with a curriculum for anyone interested in the medical field. We could always use more hands there, especially in a crisis, and there wasn't a program here designed to educate anyone interested in medicine. I'm hoping to change that. Or at least, I am changing that. Whether or not anyone actually wants to do this, I don't know, but I'm hopeful. And if not, it'll be here when you are.

I'm calling this the Mount Weather Medical School. It sounded official.

No one will become a nurse or a doctor in a matter of weeks (unless you were about to sit your exams when you got here, but then you should just talk to Dr. Crusher), so if you're looking for a fast track into medical, you're not going to get it. We have a lot of ground to cover, and I'm not going to go easy on you just because we're in a different world. We need to live up to certain standards, even if it's not Johns Hopkins. But medicine is still an integral part of a healthy community, and this will provide important education for future generations.

If you're interested, come talk to me, and we'll go over whatever previous education you've had to determine where you'll start. This is the best program in the country, and I'm not just saying that because it's my baby.

We'll be taking volunteers to sign up for guard duty around the werewolf shelter, please let me know. I will be taking those who are immune to werewolf bites and scratches first. Then everyone else will be on a case by case basis.

CLARKE:

We're going to need an ambassador to treat with the Grounders. We need them to understand that we don't wish to break the terms of the truce, but we need the ability to go outside of the perimeter for supplies. Would you be willing?

LOKI:

Are you quite sure you're interested in staying in childcare?

WEREWOLF HELPERS:

Our final test run for the accommodations is this week. I'll need all hands on deck at the location for this run. If you are unable to be gone for a few days, please let me know immediately.

BIGBY WOLF:

Stop hovering.

Your ceremonies for the dead are different here, but they're very beautiful. Thank you for allowing me to attend.

EDDIE

If you come into the room at any point, don't be disturbed if you find me covered in ice. I'm going to take a walk into Death.

Guess who spent his free time reinventing the wheel. Nah, kidding, just coding Tetris.

The game's fully functional and ready to go. You can download it to your tablet here or just play it on the network.

You're welcome.

Good news, everyone! I am no longer restricted to cows. I can now take the glorious form of a bird. I found an number of anatomy and animal research books in the library (the detail is incredible, did you know that?), and studying those along with real observation made learning to turn into one easier than I expected, now that I know the basics.

Can't fly yet, though. I'll pick it up.


FRIENDS (& FRIENDS OF FENRIS):

Fenris and Varric are gone.

If anyone sees a large dog with a magical collar outside, don't worry, she isn't a wolf. She won't hurt you. She's only trying to help with the clean up.

I'm sorry I couldn I wish I

DONNA

[...] Hello. I'm Lirael.

I live with Eddie.

(added in after this)
EDDIE

She wants to see you. [...] She insisted that I tell you that.

OOC: TRIGGER WARNING: CONTEMPLATION OF SUICIDE IN COMMENTS


It looks like I'm going to live. To answer the questions I'm sure to get, no, I'm not bloody all right, no I don't bloody want visitors, and yes, I want everyone to bloody well fuck off.

It's no secret we've got werewolves around the camp. Hunting's been delegated to inside the perimeter and fishing hasn't been done since the Grounders staked out the river a few weeks ago. The terms of the truce are simple: the Grounders leave Mount Weather and its environs alone, and we leave them alone. The werewolves are playing a game of chicken with us, standing at the perimeter, daring us to do anything. We're in a tenuous position, and the full moon's coming up.

I'm calling for volunteers — preferably with some kind of fight training — to spend the next few days training when if they attack on the full moon. We've got a course going on right now on how to fight werewolves.

If you can't fight, you can volunteer for medical assistance. We're going to need it. Always good to have people who can mend others.

THE 100:

Times like this, I kind of wish we hadn't blown the the damn acid fog.

MILITARY:

Last night's patrol around the perimeter showed us that the Grounders, the werewolf ones specifically, are doing their own perimeter checks. There was no act of aggression, but it was pretty clear that they were daring us to cross that line. We didn't, but now we need to fortify.

What we need are soldier, scout, mapmaker volunteers to pick up extra shifts around the mountain for patrols. We know they know entrances to the area that we didn't, likely thanks to Emerson and his knowledge of Mount Weather, so we need to make sure that none of them get in. There are too many innocent civilians here.

Sign up here if you can pick up a half a shift or anything else.

Why wasn't Cecil on the radio this evening? Has anyone seen him recently? Oh, no. He didn't die from that illness we all got, did he?

What a fucking shitter of a day. I managed to find the only mutilated carcass of a mountain lion near Mount Weather. Damn near tripped over it. Right, so I did, fell right on my arse because there was blood everywhere and the grass and leaves were slicker than snot. Ended up coming back early to clean up and to make sure that there was nothing that was going to kill me in Medical. So, thanks to the Healers for clearing that up.

Anyone else going to the film tonight?

So.

Hi.

Here's the thing, I sort of have this power, witch power. Only its all kind of new to me. There was a whole drama with a dragon and I'm saviour of the witches only I wasn't raised a witch, they said I was a lost witch, and I absolutely freaked out and denied it for ages but they were actually entirely right about it all, and then Hecate told me how to finish off the dragon guy who was possessing my friend like an asshat. But after that I didn't magically wake up a super witch. Which kinda means I have absolutely no idea what to do now.

Hecate tapped into some stuff and I know what I'm supposed to be able to do but the doing it part is all muddled up, and being here and all things are weirder. It feels off.

FYI I'm totally not supposed to tell people this but its post apoca future world and I think not telling is probably worse. And you guys do seem awesome so,

Yeah basically help?

This world is still so strange. I don't know if I'll ever get used to it.

But I did like the play.

MEDICAL

[...] I haven't offered this before because my magic has been difficult here. But I know how to make healing spells, and it's gotten easier to make them with practice. If there is anyone who could use them, I will do whatever I can to help.

EDDIE

How are you feeling?

You lot throw a hell of a party. And the hangover cures are fucking terrible. I wish I'd been able to do more toI'm sorry I couldn't save themI should have taken that piss before

Filter to Medical

Thanks for saving my sorry arse. I thought I'd met my end.

Filter to Adaar

I'm sorry. I should have urged better measures to keep the bastard in. I should have asked for a transfer to the prison until the situation was taken care of, and I didn't. You're not the only one who owns responsibility for this, Adaar. Octavia put me in charge of the werewolf group, after all. I failed.

Filter to Donna

Hey, love. They're letting me sit up and everything. Thanks for -- well, everything.

Perfect. Exactly what we were trying to prevent.

From what I've learned about this place, apparently no one's got a nifty time machine, Delorean, TARDIS, Wayback Machine, or anything of that sort stashed away somewhere. I'd even accept a time portal. Basically anything but the Star Trek sort. No offense, but you guys always seemed to suck at that. I mean, Sarah Silverman? Really?

Not to be that guy, but I was kind of in the middle of trying to save the universe and I sort of need to get back to it.

This attack was
I'm sorry that your people suf

In the world I come from, the only people with gifts are known as mutants. These powers are inborn and genetic, usually manifesting at some point around puberty.

Here, only a few of you seem to identify as one of us, while several of you have gifts through other means. Magic, scientific experimentation, radiation, extraterrestrial genetics.

I'm curious to know what you do and how.



GRANT WARD

I've promised a friend not to kill you.

Shit Condolences to everyone who lost a friend today.

I know we don't want to think about this, but someone needs to start digging graves. We can help with that. My brother and I didn't know anyone who died, so it's not as much trouble for us.



SAM WINCHESTER:

Let's get to work.

Some strange power has taken Sabriel away. I can't find her, in Life or in Death.

We didn't find any of the souls of the others missing in Death, either, when we looked. But it was

MILITARY & MEDICAL:

We have a problem.

The man who came in tonight is named Magneto. He's a pro-mutant revolutionary, and he isn't going to like waking up in a hospital. He can also control metal, which your little fortress here is mostly made out of. If he wakes up unrestrained, he'll think he's being experimented on or he's been captured, and he may turn you into wall decorations before you have time to explain yourselves.

You should lock him up. The last time we saw each other, he tried to murder President Nixon and his Cabinet to make a statement. He had reasons -- good reasons -- but he believes our kind and yours are already at war, not that provoking you will start one. But I don't know where to put him, unless you have a plastic prison somewhere handy, and you can't just let him wander around outside to leave him to himself. If you can contain him or convince him to stay, let him stay in my apartment; we're from the same place. He's my responsibility.

I've been looking around this place and seen some people who don't look human. If some of you are there when he wakes up, he may not panic. If you have any non-humans with some actual authority around here, you need to get that person to talk to him. If you don't earn Erik's respect, he'll just pry his way out of here and there won't be a thing you can do about it.

Jesus Christ, I need to see buildings and grocery stores. I need cigarettes and lottery tickets and bloody coffee.

And a roommate who doesn't flinch and leave the room when bloke's trying to learn a new spell.