The 100; a panfandom game

Anyone maybe doing some kind of talk for kids asking about these fuc damn sex noises? Because my daughter's asking questions and I guess I always figured my foster mum would do the talk since she's all "sex-positive feminist" or whatever. I don't want to steer her wrong.


[Possible trigger in comments: referencing an abortion]

Hello. The good doctors have been kind enough to explain to me how this [...] tablet works. I remain half-convinced that there is sorcery or deviltry at work.

I am Robin, half a world away in a land I've never imagined from my own Sherwood Forest, and a thousand years out of my depth.

Everything you need to know about Pirates of Penzance:

» I am brilliant.
» You're welcome.

( ooc; for reference - Galavant's "Secret Mission" vs Pirates' "With Catlike Tread". )

Hello. I am Lito.

If someone would be kind and point me to the tequila, I would very much appreciate it.

It's been almost a month since Hannah left, and I miss her every. damn. day. I know that Teddy and Billy are getting married in a few days, and I want to wish them the best of luck, and all of the love in the world. Keep hold tight to each other, mates.

Last month the idea was brought up to do a memorial wall, and it looks amazing. And between Caprica and I, we've managed to come up with the second part of that, the memorial garden. There's a decent-sized plot in the greenhouse that's not being used, and since there are plans to either expand the greenhouse itself eventually, or to build another, we've chosen to put the Mount Weather Memorial Garden in the southeast corner of the greenhouse. I've drawn up plans for the layout, which are going to be on display near the memorial wall for everyone to see. Tomorrow we break ground officially for it, and work will go on for about a month until it's complete. If anyone is interested in helping, just say the word.

There are plans to lay a stone path, and I'd like to have the names of our loved and missed ones etched into the stone. And in light of the recent werewolf attack, there are now plans to do a memorial in honor of all of the victims, including the werewolf, in the garden. If you have a name you want put on a stone, there is also going to be a sheet to put that down on by the memorial wall.

Groundbreaking is tomorrow morning at 10, and it won't be a long ceremony. Just a few words, a moment of silence, and maybe a song, I don't know. If you can be there and want to be, I look forward to seeing you.

Remus

All right?

I don't think that it's normal to be this nervous before a stage production. Only a handful of days until the play. I think you all will enjoy it.



Filter to Alison

I'm sorry. I'll ask MJ or someone Mona to work with me on getting over this nervousness, I promise.

I have no idea what I'm listening to half the time with the records here, but I think we should make a spontaneous dance party club anyway.

I wasn't expecting you guys to have movies. I figured we'd be doing the Reign of Fire Star Wars thing and slowly turning pop culture into new mythology.

My roommate is missing, and so are two of my friends from my world. I don't want to make an official call but it's been long enough that I can say that I'm getting concerned. I'm

I was going to ask Kaylee to movie night
It

RIVER TAM:

Where are you right now? Tell me you're here, please

AUDREY PARKER, NATHAN WUORNOS, GARRETT HAWKE, BEVERLY CRUSHER:

Is it wrong to feel like it's not even worth looking?

It always amazes me, how quickly babies grow.

Hugo's only a few weeks old, but already he reminds me so much of his father.

[Filtered to HP World]

How do people feel about another get together?

[Filtered to Trio Generation]

I don't know how to do this without Ron.

What the hell is this place? This is above and beyond endless wonder.

Anyway, I'm Steve Jinks. They said there might be some people I know on here?

I can't believe that in less than a week I will be married. Finally. It feels weird typing that especially with all the bad that has been happening lately. I mean, no one's going to call a hurricane a good omen but -- is it weird to be happy in a universe where my powers don't really work right and I'm pretty sure we're going to be eating dried roots at the reception?

And my mom's not going to be here. Kind of makes the family side of the guest list feel more unbalanced than ever. Which isn't surprising. My mom is like Galadriel and my granddad's basically Sauron the misunderstood...

And now I'm rambling about weddings when I should be figuring out how to bring books to the masses. Back to your regularly scheduled lives Mount Weather! I'm thinking we'll need a glitter party when this is all said and done.

I always seem to arrive at places at the most inconvenient times. Although Mrs. Thomas couldn't ever really claim that I was inconvenient, not when I helped with three sets of twins. She tried, but it was always a lie. I understand that there has been some tragedy in this community recently, and I'm so sorry to hear it. I know my condolences don't mean much, but they're out in the open for the public to see, anyway.

I'm Mrs. Anne Blythe, and I don't suppose that Dr. Gilbert Blythe is here? The doctors in the medical center said he wasn't, but it never hurts to ask, does it? Maybe he arrived in the moments after I came to the room that was assigned to me? He's my husband and we haven't been married very long and I miss him so much already. I'm still getting used to being called Mrs. Blythe, that's how new it is. I was in the general store the other day in Glen St. Mary, and the storekeeper addressed me as Mrs. Blythe and I thought for sure that Gil's mother had followed me in. But, it was me!

Or if you want to tell me that this is a dream and that I'll wake up soon, I would like that, as well. Please someone tell me I'm dreaming?

Dealing with loss and bloodshed and all the rest that comes with danger and fighting — fear, adrenaline, injury, and so on — isn't easy. It's especially not easy when we're cooped up like this. At home, my brother and I just kept moving, distracting ourselves with the next job and the next.

I'm not going to say that's the healthiest coping strategy, but it worked for us. And it's my first instinct to run away from things rather than try to deal with them, but we can't, because we're stuck here. In multiple different ways, because of the storm, because we can't get back to our own worlds, and so on.

Trying to deal with it all on my own isn't really doing me much good, either. I know I'm not the only one, so I was thinking — after dinner, in the mess hall, maybe we can all just sit together for a minute. Anyone who wants to speak can do that, or we can just have a sort of silent vigil. For anything and everything that's on our minds right now.

I'll be there, for anyone who wants to join me. And for anyone who can't make it — if you're in the hospital, or for any other reason — maybe we can come to you, for a little bit. Let me know if that's something you're interested in.

While this place might have some redeeming qualities I truly don't care. What I do care about is returning to my son. So, who among you, is able to assist me with that?

I'm very sorry to those of you that have lost someone, and I hope the people that are injured will make a full recovery.

Filter: Remus

OUATverse & Friends*

Just double checking to make sure everyone is all right?

[I'm really flexible when it comes to this. If they've spoken/get along then she considers them a friend.]

Please say there's something I can do. Clean up, I'll wash the blood from the floors, just someone give me an assignment, please.

DOCTOR (10):

He's hurt. He's really hurt.

We have some metal in the forge which contains enough impurities to make it unsuitable for any practical use, however it would still be suitable for ornamental purposes. While I cannot give such things priority over my normal work, if anyone wishes to have some sort of jewellery made, I would be more than willing to do so in my spare time.

To everyone who's lost a loved one recently, I'm so sorry for your loss. I've seen friends and family get sucked through portals more times than I can count at this point -- and it's never easy to be the one left behind. You don't know where they're going or what they'll have to face; you wish you could jump in behind them and bring them back to safety, but you can't. You feel helpless. Especially when you're the one sending your own child through

I've learned, though, that true love is stronger than any magic. It's stronger than whatever force is moving us around like chess pieces, and we will find a way to win the game. Because when you love someone and they love you, nothing can keep you apart. You will always find each other. My family has proven that again and again. So please don't lose hope.

In the meantime, if you need someone to talk to, I'm always happy to listen. My husband, David, is worlds away right now, so I'm feeling that loss too. But I know we can get through this together.

How strange it is, with absolutely no warning, to be transported through space and time into a new world with an entirely different set of circumstances. In my world, we had only begun the atomic age. To be here, in the midst of a post-atomic age, illustrates everything we'd feared. I am so s But I am glad to see that there are those who did not see survival as an option but a necessity.

As it is, I myself am glad to be here with you all. Thank you to the medical staff who oriented me to this world. There was some talk of having friends here. I do hope that is the case. But to those I do not know, I am also quite glad to say hello and meet you for the first time. I hope that we shall all be good neighbours.