The 100; a panfandom game

So do I offer to try and find coffee beans or is that not something I should do because you're all supposed to grow character from not having caffeine?

[Nico M.]
I think my team is going to be moving to the East settlement. You should come too. No wearing of X's required!

[...] Anyone with magic wanna help a guy with zombie issues out for his birthday? And no, I don't mean brains. I need my hair. It's white, and it's... not a good look on me.

[ Filtered to Max ]

Hey dream girl, how much have you told Kate? Mum's the word over in this neck of the woods, but you and I both know I'm gonna fuck it up eventually so... let me know, yeah? Before that happens.

[ /Filter ]

Yeah, okay, the show was almost as much fun as the panicking beforehand. Good job, people. I almost don't miss Netflix. Almost.

Heh. You're welcome and sorry for flashing everybody at the gates. Don't think Dorian and I expected to have an audience.

Max, Chloe, hopin you two didn't go through our shit. I'll owe a few more apologies if you did.



We got the mage responsible in custody, or they still back in that town? See, this shit is why Qunari have the Arvaarad

Hello. I'm new, I suppose?

I'm Kate. I'm sorry -- is there something else I should say? I'm a little at a loss.

You've certainly done a nice job making this place look like somewhere people could live. I'm going to guess there's no way to go home, since that wasn't offered to me?

TRIGGER: suicide, abuse, torture in conversation with Max Caulfield.

Okay, so all you people picking up shifts in the kitchen, hi, and thanks. I'm Chloe, and since I've been the loudmouth in the kitchen for a while now, what I say goes. Before you do any kind of shift we're going to go over safety basics, shit like holding knives safely and where the fire extinguishers are all and all that. Also I don't give a flying fuck if you're a superhero impervious to everything on the planet; you're still going to get the lecture.

People come, and people go. There's no reason to be assholes in the meantime.

[ Edited to Add ]: Yo, can I get a volunteer for Medical to do a basic First Aid spiel thing to the new recruits?

Hello, everyone. I have accepted Second in Command of Civilian Services. Podkru numbers are critically short in almost all of our Civilian Services. We are down to: 1 Food Service, 2 Dishwashers, 2 Teachers, 2 Child Caretakers. The only ones that did not lose the majority of their workers were Laundry Services and Sanitation, and even then, that is only 3 people each. Food Service is the most critical of these as, of course, we all must eat.

I am therefore proposing that each of us work at least one meal shift per week, with exceptions only for those ill, injured, or responsible for the care of someone who cannot care for themselves. Though I cannot require this of you, I hope you can recognise the importance and will contribute. There are simple food preparations that almost anyone could assist with, and anyone who is absolutely uncomfortable with that can at least help in portioning out and serving the food. I have pulled the records for prior meal plans and schedules so they can be scaled down accordingly for the current population.

I'm aware that many of you enjoy regular alcohol, and I occasionally imbibe myself, but there are now vastly more people brewing alcohol than preparing food. I'd ask that the brewers, in particular, consider transferring your work focus to the much more urgent food needs and take more than a single day's meal shift.

I'd also ask that anyone who can speed the dishwashing process, please give your assistance in spelling the dishes or otherwise helping this along. There isn't enough space at the washing stations for everyone to wash their own at every meal, therefore we need to continue to do them in bulk.

Mr Albus Severus Potter, Mr Bucky Barnes, and Ms Sue Storm-- please see me tomorrow at 8 AM in 203 for an emergency meeting with the Skaikru who remain as Teachers and Child Caretakers.

Thank you.

[FILTERED TO CHLOE, DAISY, NATASHA]

UM GUYS

potential mayday situation

not like omg jump out of bed everybody's left us again because wow that fuckin sucks

but like

anybody gone through the shit their friends, etc left behind and found some surprises?

HEY Mount Weather bitches, better get to dinner early tonight, because I've made the best goddamn catfish you'll ever put in your face. Not gonna lie, it's gonna cure a TON of ills. We're talking hella crunchy, just the RIGHT amount of spice, it's the goddamn catfish of ANGELS.

So get your butts to dinner and don't be dicks and fight over it. I'm in this gig for adoration, not like, a full-on coup. You're welcome.

So who wants Nug bacon?



Just kidding, fuckers. You can't eat my nug, no matter if it's got creepy human hands or not. They're cute and he's got a name (Dawnstone, but if the spy master shows up she'll tell you it's something stupid like Schmoopysnuggles or some shit. Don't listen to her.). You can't eat pets with names, it's a damn rule, alright?

It wasn't me. I SWEAR.

Who: Chloe Price & Mindy Macready
When: March 8th, Early Evening
Where: Outside
What: Mindy and Chloe bond over their mutual love of blowing stuff up.
Warnings: Language

( You’re like a hella more violent MacGyver. )

Billy -

So I spent a lot of time thinking about what I was going to do today. If we were at home, this would be easy. I know exactly what we'd do in New York, I know exactly what I'd get you (I'm not going to spoil that for future birthdays), and I know exactly who'd be there. Here, it's hard. I can't just go buy your favorite dessert or something new to put on your nerd shelf. I can't bring Tommy here. I'm not good at making things, and I can't whisk you off to some far-away beach. (Well, I could, but it'd take hours to get there, with my wings.) I don't have magic to just ... wish whatever you want into existence. All you get is me. So here I am.

By the way, everyone, it's Billy's birthday. Now I'm going to embarrass him.

I never really believed in true love and fate and all that stuff until I met you. I didn't even think you'd like me when I first met you. I was nursing the biggest crush I'd ever had, and I really wanted to be cool and to impress you, because you were amazing, you know? I knew right away that you were special. Way more amazing than some kid who didn't even know what he was and had no idea what he was doing. I'd spent a lot of time trying to be someone I wasn't so that people would like me, and I thought I'd left that behind, but I'd look in the mirror and see this big doofus and I couldn't imagine how you'd ever like me. But you did. You did, and you accepted me just as I am. You loved me just as I am, because that's just who you are. You're one of the kindest, most accepting people I've ever met, and the way you care about everyone makes me a better person just by being around you.

And so ... happy birthday to the best dimension-hopping, bad-guy-fighting, superhero husband a guy could ask for. Thank you for never giving up on us no matter what's standing in the way. I love you.

Okay, that's it, everyone. I'll save the rest of the gross schmoopy stuff for just Billy. You're welcome in advance.

HEY girls who play instruments. Name's Chloe Price, and I do drums or guitar. I was thinking we've got a 100% Pod God-endorsed opportunity to jam together, what with all these instruments all over the place. I'm talking real, grungy, badass MUSIC, none of that faux "girl power lol" bullshit. Let me know if you're interested here and what you can bring to the sisters.

~Ladies~ only. Dudes, respect your game but fuck off already.

Alright I got three of these Sera-named 'tit holders' and two more sets of frilly panties. Claim 'em before my boyfriend burns' em cause he's jealous they're prettier than his.

Sorry, Warden. For dancing on your bar. I break anything, I'll fix it. You don't shit where you eat, people.

CHLOE, IRON BULL, DORIAN:

Still at work.

Humor me and check in, please.

I had assumed - perhaps incorrectly - that the tavern here was a respectable establishment, and not attempting to recreate Muggle glam rock parties.

At least cold showers wake you up faster? I guess? Is that positive enough? Optimism isn't always my thing.

I think they're also pretty decent for your skin.

And that's the end of my positivity for the day. Thank you, and goodnight.

[ Filtered to Roommates Max, Bull & Dorian ]

Hey, just an FYI that I'm gonna be hella disgusting this month and be working on a project for Valentines Day. Shit's gonna be on the wall next to Max and I, and covered beneath a tarp thing, so don't peek unless you want to lose your eyes. It's a surprise, right? I mean, not a real surprise, 'cause I'm telling you I'm doing it, but it's not like there's a ton of fucking privacy here and you'll see me working on it and shit in the next few days, so.

Promise I won't get any shit on your side of the room, Dorian & Bull. Just feeling like I might have something worth celebrating this year. (Yeah, yeah, cue projectile vomit.)

[ /Filter ]

FILTERED TO DORIAN, KREM, MAX & CHLOE:

Alright, where you fuckers at? Two of you need hugs and to be grounded, damn.