The 100; a panfandom game

Anyone who's wanting to keep one of those things is going to need somewhere secure to keep it. If anyone recognises them and knows what sort of living conditions they need, can you let us know? Assuming Command says it's okay we should be able to put something together to keep them away from places they shouldn't be.

And see if anyone in Animal Husbandry can check none of them are pregnant.

They are kind of cute.

( Delivered anonymously to: Zed, Logan, Max G, Stacker, Peter Q, Audrey )


( Delivered to Ravi, August, Lincoln (not Campbell), and pinned up somewhere Catherine's likely to see it )

Oh hell naw, this is fucked up, you know that? Kidnapping is some serious shit. I don't know a damn one of you, and I ain't looking to. It's all white people. This worse than Bon Temps.

The ass end of the world and all of us are fictional, and every goddamn one of 'em: white. There better not be no Scarlet O'Hara here, or I will beat her ass on principle.

There's considerably less over the top romantic marketing for Valentine's Day here, but there's also less chocolate ice cream. I think I'm going to call that one a draw.

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[Ravi]
How did sex ed go? Traumatise any teenagers?

FILTERED NORMANDY CREW:

Attention Normandy Crew! Bit of good news for you today - Mordin, I was about to just pop my head in the lab but this seemed easier to get everyone taken care of - but right.

Archangel has landed. Garrus Vakarian has arrived! Only... thing is that, well. the PodGod made him human. Incredibly human, not like Tali'Zorah where it was a survival thing. But 100% human. Didn't even know it was him at first, but he's awake now and we've been chatting, and he's a bit.. erm. Cranky? Not that I blame him, I sometimes hate being human myself.

Thought you lot might want to come by? Help him out a bit? He hasn't tried walking yet.

FILTERED TO MEDICAL:

One of our latest arrivals is adjusting from being a Turian (alien in the Mass Effect world, Mordin can give more details than I can... probably.) and while he's not hostile, he's a bit upset and could probably use a little extra boost to his morale.

And we've got to help him learn to walk properly.

I was recently able to acquire a very functional shirt made of an unfamiliar material that was referred to as 'flannel'. Very soft, quite warm. While I don't abide by the idea of the Pod Gods, nor am I particularly impressed by the frozen squirrel that was recently shoved in my face accompanied by a fanatic shrieking at me to "BELIEVE", whatever forces are governing this world at least do provide a variety of items with which to pad our stack.

Although the reasoning behind spectacles sans prescription is eluding me.

Chess club, I am somewhat new to your game. Ms. Frye has taught me the basics; if it is allowed, might I sit in and watch your games tonight?

[ Filtered to Ravi ]

One extremely cobbled-together batch of beast incense, left in your laboratory for study! Consider it a bouquet in honour of the debut of your upcoming class. Good luck!

Regarding the bouquet, it's missing one vital ingredient: moonflowers, or as we call them back home, Lumenflowers. It's far too cold at the moment for them to grow, but if I see any on my journeys I will procure them and bring them to you. Otherwise, it is as it was back home, or as close as I am able to manage it.

[ /Filter ]

( Filtered Private )

I can't believe this is really earth-that-was and we're in the past. I always wondered wondered what it was like. There were stories this and legends that, but ain't nothin compared to actually bein there. Here! I wonder just how different tech is! And ships! I know they don't got none around here that actually fly but I'd love to see em anyway.

I'm Kaylee. I ain't from around here, but it's real nice to meet you folks. I hear there's magic and fairytales and superheroes!

Finding yourself out of time and place, with questions pertaining to sex, birth control options and seeking information on any topic surrounding those? You're in luck! Join Nurse Temple and I in the library on the 4th, 5pm, for the Mount Weather Sex Seminar.

We'll be offering advice, education, tips, answering questions and showing how to properly use condoms. Everyone, all walks of life, are welcome. But if you're a kid, I don't want any mums hunting me down, so get permission first, yeah? Even if you're not sexually active at current, this information will hopefully be very valuable for your future.

And yes, this is what I needed those molds for. Get your minds out of the gutter, pervs.

I'll also mention that this is a safe zone. You heckle, bully, shame or insult anyone, and you'll be escorted out. And you don't want me as your enemy, trust me on that. I work with needles.

[Medical]
Think I'd better take a couple days off. Some weird... family stuff came up.

Right, so.... Now that we're back to normal and everything is right with the world, I need at least three penis molds. Four is better. Any to offer up?

I saw Wesley in the water. I talked to him. He cr Illyria is just as upset as I am if not

RAVI:

Don't suppose you've got something for me to do to keep busy, do you?

ANGEL:

You have to help me.

Thanks to everyone who helped with the dragon, both in protecting all of us and making sure we weren't burned to death and eaten, and helping break it down so we can use as much of it as possible. And helping Ravi and I do our thing. I know I'm supposed to be This is going to go such a long way. And we're all still alive, which is not something we've been able to say much.


And thanks for not destroying the head. Luckily, I can't breathe fire.

MAJOR LILYWHITE:

Hey you. Feeling any better?

Like Asala said we're gonna need a whole bunch of help if the dragon goes down.

So if we could get a few groups of people to:
* collect any tools we can use for butchering
* same for breaking the bones to store
* clear out some store rooms so we got some place to put the bones and skin until we know what we're doing with them
* helping out the kitchen with prepping the meat to use and be stored
Any takers?


Medical

Think we could get a collection of bags and whatever we'll need to drain the dragon of blood ready to go for collecting it for y'all?

[Jess/Trish/Catherine/Ravi]
I'm dead. And

I've spent the last five years running around like a complete child, figuring I could pack it in when I hit my thirties, try a real job and real relationships and maybe get a cat or something, I don't know. And then six months out I let Moon Knight talk me into teaming up with him because it's the kind of crazy shit that makes for a good story, and sometime in the next few days from where I got pulled here from we're going to try to fight some asshole with eye lasers and I'm going to die. Which means this stupid bunker is my entire life now and it's all more unstable than I could possibly have managed to make things for myself back home. I've spent my entire life working hard as hell to get past all the complete shit the universe has thrown at me only to end up in a radiation soaked dystopia where even if you manage not to die from hypothermia or wild animals or glass women that come out of mirrors you might just disappear at any time for no apparent reason and there's not a damn thing you can do about it.

I don't... do well with things that far out of my control. Not when even the most basic things like going to school are things I've had to fight tooth and nail for. I don't even trust other people, how can I trust some inexplicable force that seems to get off on toying with us?

I know everyone's going to the bar to try the whiskey, so it's probably to the public good that I warn you that I'm going there to get drunk on the cheap stuff and find someone for an ill-advised one night stand. If you're not helping with either of those you probably just shouldn't talk to me.

Well. I did want to get the hell out of North Salem for a while, but it seems I overshot my mark.

Thank you to everyone in Medical. You were very professional and I appreciate that no one tried to kill me. It's refreshing, honestly.

As for those I haven't met, hello. My name is Jean Grey-Summers. I feel like an alien so 'I come in peace' seems apropos.

MEDICAL:

Where is Dr. Gates? This isn't like him.

Does no one know what's happening with the frozen people? It sounds like magic to me, but nobody seems terribly alarmed. It's not nearly cold enough here to just freeze people in their step.


DOCTORS+NURSES:

What's the situation around here for dealing with monthly bleeding?

What do we have for headaches that doesn't involve taking away from the stores?