The 100; a panfandom game

Who made resolutions and what are they?


This isn't the place to tell me that resolutions are stupid. Because I don't care. Just so everyone's clear.

New Year's Eve in the underground. This the first time the Pod People or whatever we're getting called celebrating it here?

ROGUE (movies - slightly backdated to 12/11):

Are you all right? How's your head?

who. Erik, Rogue & a wild Raven appears!
where. Erik's place.
what. Someone tries to make amends, someone gets curious, someone goes into a coma!
when. Tonight.
Rating. Pretty damn tame. Existential, sure. But tame.

***

( What's the wreckage? )

CHATTY TO (HIS) RAVEN:

» So it begins

I miss having a view I'm curious to know, just where did the books in the library come from?

So, this isn't going to make me any friends, but why don't we just let Emerson die? We know damn well he did what we're debating, and he's just a drain if we stick him in a cell. Nobody wants to take care of him, and if he ever gets free, he's just dangerous. Or just dump him in the snow and let him freeze. This trial is just drawing things out for no good reason.

WHO: Erik Lehnsherr + Raven Darkholme
WHEN: Backdated by a few days
WHERE: Their apartment
WHAT: Raven has been freezing Erik out because he left without telling her after Charles's disappearance. Erik's been waiting for her to calm down about it before trying to smooth things over.
WARNINGS: N/A, but their relationship's not necessarily healthy

( You chose me, over him. You left him, to follow me, and you barely knew me. )

I'm back from Camp Jaha with Adaar.

The ammunition project will continue, and [...] whatever metal damage has been done to doors &c. will be fixed.

Maine had some pretty harsh winters, but it was never anything like this. Makes me almost homesick.

ELSA:

Don't suppose you could make me immune to the cold too?

RAVEN DARKHOLME (MOVIES):

I should warn you. Charles Xavier has been sent back. He is no longer in this dimension. Erik will not take well to this.

I am at your assistance, whatever you and Erik need.

ASALA ADAAR:

Councilor, I need to speak with you regarding an acquaintance of yours. I recently felt the disappearance of one of the calming friends for Erik Lehnsherr. Charles Xavier has been taken from this dimension, and I worry that his frame of mind may cause him to lash out.

You are something for a friend, and I was hoping that you could help him.

If you have a weapon and it requires ammunition, bring it to me along with whatever bullets you have left. I will create more for you, so training can continue and so everyone's prepared in the wake of the next attack.

RAVEN+CHARLES:

I don't know what to do with this life.

Is there music at this bonfire? Will assassins be there? Basically I'm asking if anyone will try to pour gasoline on me again and try to kill me if I go tonight.

Thank you in advance.

( ooc; slightly backdated to 10/25, Sunday )

X-TRIO:

Congratulations to me. I'm old now.

MYSTIQUE (616):

Is today your birthday, or just mine?

To anyone and everyone who actually laughed at that immature little "Weekend at Crowley's" routine a certain someone pulled: don't ever ask me for anything. You can't offer enough to pay that back.

I'm not going to waste radio time on this, so no call-ins, please. Yes, that big churning red smoke was me. No, I didn't possess anyone in my exorcised state, unlike certain other demons I could mention (the Winchesters), and yet they won't shut up about what a "threat" I supposedly am. Remember that next time one of them has one of their little fits about me. Anything I damaged: whoopsies. Put it on Sam's tab, or my dear roommate's. They're the ones ultimately responsible.


[OOC: Sam exorcised Crowley from his adopted body; Loki played Weekend at Bernie's with it; but let's say it was NOT at a peak meal time because that would have been very disturbing, so feel very free to have your character NOT around during that incident. If you want them to have been around for it, or smoke!Crowley to have come across your character and witnessed something or just plain startled/freaked them out by being this, go for it! "He" just floated around observing stuff until the devil's trap was broken and he could get back into his body. He was a very sulky smoke, too >:( ]

chatty to natasha romanoff:

» Are you okay?
» No, don't answer that, you'll lie
» I'm sorry about your boyfriend

I crashed a Pod God meeting, and yes, it is as weird and uncomfortable to watch as you're all thinking it is. Although the upside is that there's now a little group of Sky People who think we were set here by a god to help them, and that they're obligated to take care of us out of gratitude or it will stop sending them presents.

So... yay?


CHARLES + ERIK:

All right, I know my little confession last month made things awkward with the three of us, but that wasn't what I was trying to do. So now you're banned from being sad about it. Are you sad about it? Nope, you're not, because now it's against the rules. You're welcome.

I haven't had a headache in a week, just by the way.

It seems most folks weren't brought here by their own design but placed in these pod-things and deposited like little gifts for those of you that are native to this world. Well, that's one hell of a hello. And some of you are from similar continuities while others are very much alone. I can't say how that feels so much but I'm sorry if you feel alone. It doesn't sit well, does it? Letting the whole world flow around while you just observe from some far-removed piece. Least those pods could do is bring you a friend.

Anyway, hi. My name's Marie, but most folks call me Rogue.

CHARLES & ERIK:

Well, we can safely assume that I don't have much in common with myself.

I'm Mystique, and I've had it with being captured and forced to live with someone else's plans for me. Whoever's doing it this time could at least do us the courtesy of telling us who they are, what the point of bringing us here is, and why we're crammed in a mountain full of humans.

I've agreed to do Surveillance to pass the time. When we aren't doing our work, is there anything fun to do?

And there's supposedly another one of me? I'm one-of-a-kind. I'm sure she is, too. Anyone else I would recognize?