The 100; a panfandom game

All right, Mount Weather. If you've ever wanted to know something about me, now's your chance. It's time for my Ask Me Anything. I'd been asked to do this in my own world, but I always figured it would end up being more of a chaotic mess than anything enlightening.

I think most of you know who I am by now, but in case you're new, I'm Steve Rogers. Back home, I went by Captain America. I spent nearly seventy years taking a nap in the Arctic and after that I led the Avengers in protecting the world from whatever threat came our way. Here I'm one of our councilors. If you have any questions, I'll be answering on and off for a few hours.

It's been a busy and difficult month for all of us, so I wanted to take a moment to say a few things. Let me put my Councilor hat on real quick.

First, I'm proud of the way we've handled ourselves in the wake of Storybrooke. Many of us were put into uncomfortable situations, myself included, and we all have to find a way to live in the aftermath of that. And many of us were here, instead, which caused its own problems. When I first considered running for the Council, one of the things that was important to us was fixing the justice system here. Essentially, that's involved starting over, almost completely. It was important to me that we let go of the system from the Ark, and that we moved towards something more productive for society. We've had some trouble. It's been a slow and difficult process. But I believe it's working. I think we've proven that recently. With your help, and with the hard work of our law enforcement and lawyers, we were able to fully investigate what happened. I'm proud of that. What justice means to each of us is different. We all come from different places, and we all have unique experiences. That's a good thing, but I know it's difficult, too. Sometimes that's going to mean letting go of what we're used to and finding a compromise. Adapting to a new system isn't easy for anyone, but that's why it's so rewarding to see our community come together. My biggest hope moving forward is that we can find a way to heal from our experiences, individually and as a community.

Second, I know there's been a lot of discussion about the offer made to us by the Coalition. This is an enormous decision, and one none of us took lightly. We should be hearing from our delegates soon, with any luck, and they'll be able to tell us how their time in Polis went. There are a lot of concerns, and a lot of fear. I get that. But I'm sure there are a lot of those on the other side, too, and that's why encouraging a positive relationship with the other Grounder clans is crucial. There's so much we don't understand about each other, and if we continue to isolate ourselves from the world at large, we will only give fuel to that fear. We have so many things to offer each other, if we're willing to try. We see that with Lincoln. We've seen that with Dela and the other Floukru. We know it's possible. We can help each other instead of continuing to feed into a cycle of isolationism. Whatever the outcome of this meeting at Polis is, I hope we're able to continue building relationships with the other people who inhabit this planet.

... I guess that wasn't as quick as I thought it'd be. Oops. I'm done now, I promise. May the 4th be with you.

EMMA SWAN:

How are you doing?

It isn't necessarily true that building yourself into several different narratives is a bad thing. In doing it, you do rather find what kind of stuff you're made from. And I still miss those who knew me best, but finding that sympatico across worlds is quite good, too.

So cheers to the lot of you for still being here. Truthfully, as I appreciate what I learned in that other town ... what are we calling it, everyone? Mount Weather seems a more solid ground beneath my feet.

That being said -- Crafts, hullo! I'm 100% in need of a catch up.

[HERC, REY, POE, FINN]

I like to think we did all right.

Sugar in the gas tank would be a better April Fool's joke, you little heathens. But you're one and done. As it is, the next time anyone thinks it'd be good fun to cut the fences round the horse pasture I'll have a lesson for you. And I dare say you'll truly love it.

[BOB, LAYLA, HONEYSUCKLE EMPLOYEES]

Supper's at six. Don't be late.

I will say that woman does know how to clip off her consonants. What a rather hilarious situation, because I think she sounds very much like my mother. All the better that these home-grown gifts to arrive in perfect time with her voice. I fear she might next send me to my room for muddying my pinafore.

Alfred, if you want to see a photo of my brother, I've got one in my new/old handbag.

[CAROLINE + DARCY]

I've a whole handbag of delightful cosmetics and a mind to share.

[MCU PEOPLE + HERC]

I'm quite sure you're all aware of my habit of cultivating stockpiles of ammunition for a rainy day. In addition to all the weapons I've got already, the pod dropped off another collection of Howard Stark specials, including:

A gamma cannon we used to seal zero matter into a different universe. It's got one charge to it, then it looks like the batteries are good and fried.

A tool that will more or less wipe a person's memory for a good several moments.

I've still got that bloody Midnight Oil, too

And I suppose the reason I'm telling you this is I trust you all to know it's here and make good decisions if it's ever needed. Otherwise, I'm sitting on it with no real use.

Honestly, you're all just about the most fantastic configuration of misf individuals I've ever met. You're insanely talented, gifted and moreover passionate about justice. I've seen you route your energy to beat the bloody snot out of one another and then, turn about to defend your space and it's really quite something.

I admittedly miss my friends. I miss Howard Stark's mad hatting capabilities, though you should all be quite glad he's not here. We'd have a lot of trouble on our hands otherwise. I also frequently think about Mr. Jarvis and his wife Ana, the latter who I'd only recently met. I'm glad they have time to themselves - I wouldn't dare separate them - but they have that air of familiarity and camaraderie I'm only beginning to build with all of you. They know the world as I know it.

There are others, of course. Rose and Angie, Dum Dum and even bloody Jack Thompson. They know me as I am known. And I cannot hope for their presence here.

My writing this is simply to say I hope you do not lose heart. Women such as this Jadis merely serve to remain in hiding to garner power and wear away at the nerves of those who would seek to subdue her. It's what I would do, anyway, if I were a megalomaniacal half-giantess witch.

So, cheers.

Hard-hearted is this "PodGod" who gives and takes with no real thought for those who are under its very particular thrall. And as such, I have many condolences for those of you who lost friends. Likewise do I have hope for those of you who found them again.

Would such a thing as a memorial quil
No, I will wear my poppy and be glad Now I know rightly what you lot talk about when there's a memory "upgrade" in play. What a most singular delight for those of us who have experienced such things. I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.

[Filter to Military Command/Seconds in Command/Sergeants]
According to one of my soldiers, the stone butterfly found yesterday may be indicative of a larger threat: Jadis, the White Queen of Narnia.

There is no reason at this time to be certain she is the cause. There is also no evidence that she is not, however. Requesting permission to take my squad to investigate further.
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[Filter to Dorian, Hawke, B. Hawke, McGonagall, Adaar, and Pevensies]
Good morning. I am contacting the four of you because we may have a magical danger afoot, and you are the mages with whom I am personally acquainted.

One of my soldiers, Susan Pevensie, believes that the stone butterfly found yesterday may be a real butterfly that has been magically turned into stone. If that is the case, the only way she is aware of to reverse the process is through the power of a lion named Aslan. We think it prudent to investigate whether any of the magic held by others here might also serve to undo what has been done.

You four undoubtedly know more magic-wielders here than I do. Can you study the stone butterfly and see if you can determine what has been done to it and how it might be undone?
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Dearest PodGod. Lipstick. Nylons? Fencing rapiers. Please and thank you.

[CRAFTS]

I haven't bothered you in a while, really. But I wanted to reach out to see how you're faring - your jobs, resources. Do you have what you need? Would you like a bit more support? Let me know.

[PRIVATE - encrypted]

Daniel Whitehall/Werner Reinhardt: [locked away/alive in 21st century/killed, body not recovered]

Wolfgang von Strucker: [Believed dead in 21st century]

Armin Zola: [locked away/Operation Paperclip/believed digitized consciousness in 21st century]

Johan Fenhoff: [locked away/fate unknown]

Sch gr

List ongoing; too many possibilities and too many variables to consider when the timeline is open to us. But it's Fenhoff, I think, that worries me the most from our own universe. The other possibilities are too endless to consider in any sort of logistical way.

However, every arrival and every departure screws my courage to the sticking place. The possibility is very real that one day, my brother could come waltzing through the door and not simply another with his face and when I think of it, I don't know what to do with myself. Howard would be easier. Howard would be ten kinds of delight - the one who never left, whose wounds never bled. But Michael, I think, would be my joy and my undoing.

[MCU WOMEN]

Hello, ladies. All right?

WHO. All the ladies on this filter, plus new arrivals and anybody who might find themselves at the Tavern at the time.
WHAT. MCU Ladies Night. Same world, different timelines! IC/OOC post
WHERE. The Tavern.
WHEN. Tonight/last night/now. Doesn't matter to me!

***

For all of her inability to seek out help or even at times to draw herself into such a place in which she could pitch herself toward opening up, Peggy inherently craved sisterhood. And she supposed she felt a kinship with the women from her world. Though each of them inhabited a time long past her own, she wanted to know them and be there for them when they found themselves needing a friend or an advocate.

And drinks were the perfect vehicle to that kinship. She arrived early, pushing several of the corner tables together and indicated to the bartender that the first few rounds were her responsibility. Finally, she sat in the corner, at one end of the circular table and folded her hands in her lap to wait for her fellows to arrive.

I need to speak to you regarding the newest arrival from our world. This is a complicated matter and it would have been better discussed in person but due to the timing of her arrival I feel it can't wait. I will try and explain everything clearly but given how shaken I am please forgive any confusion from me.

The new arrival, Bobbi Morse is directly you responsible for my capture and subsequent brainwashing at the hands of HYDRA. She sold me out and never once tried to help me once I was captured. She then later lied to my face and made it seem like she wasn't at all aware of anything with regards to me and what I went through. As you can probably understand seeing her is not something I wish to do, the thought actually terrified me and so if she is being asked to the gathering you are planning I won't be attending, I can't.

I have included Grant on this entry because he can fill in anything that I might have missed out.


[ooc note: sent straight after Grant told her to tell Peggy]

We were gifted with quite a few new articles of clothing today. Do not let their ironic or skin-sucking characteristics fool you, for I do believe there are quite enough articles to repurpose each item into useful pieces.

Except for the t-shirts. In my mind, you're all "hipsterpotamuses" ...

Did anyone see
Bloody Jack t

[FILTERED TO MCU WOMEN]

I understand that a great many of us come from alternate realities and time periods which rotate on the axis of events and people who shaped and are currently shaping the world to come. We all have our concerns and shortfalls and joys.

But I think our setting offers shared experiences, too.

Would you like to meet me tomorrow evening after supper? We'll pull the tavern tables together and have a good chat?

PEGGY CARTER:

Want to meet one of my oldest friends?

My s I tried to f Chuck's gone.

Well, well. Nice little end times you got here. Figured only cockroaches were supposed to stick around in the event of nuclear genocide.

Name's Rust.

WHO: Peggy Carter
WHERE: Her office, some time after having visited the varying craft areas on her rounds.
WHEN: Today, this afternoon. You know. Sun's still up. Alternately, this could be 1952.
WHAT: Peggy gets dusted. Things go wonky.
triggering for; 'bell jar domestic bliss' (unwanted pregnancy, dubious male character, slightly explicit description, murder-fantasy & infidelity)

***
( Marge, the brat. )

If you're feeling the slightest bit edgy with the continued jawing regarding dragons and the additional bodies warming us all, buck up and don't pick a fight. I've got a job for you.

[CHRISTINE CHAPEL]

Welcome.

Did Angie Martinelli have a tracker? If she did, track it. She's gone.

I'm real glad that I was able to spend my holidays with you folks. You're good people, and I'm happy to know you. Sort of wish we could have kept the decorations up a while longer, though. They helped make the place more homey, and everything just seemed warmer.

Filter to Peggy

You know what I want? I really want a bottle of schnapps and pie. Any pie. I wonder if there's any pie, and if we can get even half a bottle of that Iceshine they made in the brewery.

PEGGY & ANGIE:

I have a — I guess a question. I'm not very good at talking about this stuff, because that's just not what I do back home, but if you've got a moment, I could use someone to bounce things off of.

Yesterday was difficult for all of us. I know many of us were afraid - including myself - and I know many of us are frustrated to continue facing threats within our own home. I can't blame you for that. That someone, or something, would violate the safety of our walls to bring us pain and suffering is something that even I have trouble comprehending sometimes, and I know it isn't easy to see the light at the end of the tunnel after days like yesterday. We will endure, however, just as the Sky People have since they came down to the ground, and just as we all have since we arrived in this world: together. I'm incredibly grateful that we continue to come together as a community in times of need. Snow was right when she said you were all brave, and that gives me hope for our future here. Thank you for standing up for one another. Thank you for helping get each other to safety. Thank you for treating the injured, and for being patient as our medical staff works. Thank you for joining in the clean-up efforts and lending a hand. We're stronger together.



I've been told not to get out of bed, so I'm sorry I can't do more to help out right now. In the meantime, I'm running out of things I can do from here. Could someone bring my art supplies to me?