The Doorway: a panfandom game

All of us should go on a non moon related trip together this summer. We shouldn't let the full moon be the only time we get together.

I hope no one on the fourth floor is allergic to dogs.

Are we really trapped here? Is this a bureaucratic version of hell?

To the girl on my floor who said my name, or rather sounded like she was choking on my name, then ran away...

Uh, I'm sorry??

To everyone else: well, well, well. Look who got swallowed up by parallel universe transporting energy? I guess it was inevitable. You decide to embrace your powers and start a detective agency in the heart of District X and weird things are bound to happen.

I'm not surprised that the apartment I have now is about ten times better than the one I did have. There goes my plan to win Who Wants to be a Millionaire, someone said that show doesn't even come on anymore.

You know you're tired and distracted when you start to text someone before you remember that the Tesseract took them back.

Okay... so I'm conscious. I have no idea what REALLY happened, just what I THINK happened from what I "remember", and they said it isn't real.

They said I've been treated for what looks like chemical burns, I've got some stitches from some cuts and an animal bite, a mild concussion, and I'll be in a walking cast. Better get some good signatures.

Who was actually there? Did I hurt anyone or is that just in my head?

Is anyone I teleported okay? Nobody's missing/lost?

If you see a roughed-up looking werewolf around, you're not hallucinating. That'd be me walking around shifted until things are a bit more healed.

I am so glad I didn't wait till today to buy groceries.

Had a good work out in the gym today. It's really nice having that around. That's one thing I'll miss if I move out

I have managed to snag a waitressing job. My accent seems popular, as well. Being able to say I'm from Scotland and having people leave it at that is also nice. That's a nice thing about not being from what people know as a TV show or film or anything like that.

Oh my god they have Street Fighter II on the 13th floor now. I want to kick everyone's ass as Cammy but I have no time. (Tom used to take me to the arcade on Sundays, he always played as Vega).

I have two jobs now, which is two more than I've ever really had. The dry cleaner's, which Jamie got me. And waitressing, which is way harder than it looks. Moral question: is it cheating if I use my siren-y voice on people to make sure they tip me really well? Or to get them to try our more expensive booze?

And I'm trying to get my PI license (oh my god, there's a test? A TEST. HOW DO I STUDY?) so that we can do XFactor Investigations. Are we even going to call it that? That was kind of Jamie's thing. Rahne and Nancy, you still in for this?

Aaand I should probably drop by AA sometime.

The water isn't making sparks any more. And I didn't get glittery washing my hands, so it's probably safe to shower again. Which is really good for job hunting.

Shit, I knew there was a reason I didn't watch that fucking show

Sometimes I watch that piece of shit show I'm on and wonder, you have a guy who can take the form of any animal you want. Why the hell don't you show me shifting into something more exciting than a horse? Seems like the fans were excited about that for about five seconds, but come on. Give me a lion. A grizzly bear. Anything. Damn.

[Theresa Cassidy]

Rictor's gone.

I think I'm going to eat a gallon or two of ice cream.

I have extra if you want some.

FINE. I'll start up X-Factor without him.

Any and all detectives, professional or otherwise, apply within.

But not tonight, I'm getting sloshed and don't you dare judge me.

Jamie's gone. My Older Jamie Madrox, I mean.

[Filtered to X-Factor]

Once we start getting jobs and saving money, we should move out of here. I don't like being in the center of this shitstorm.



[Filtered to X-Men at large]

Anyone given any thought to moving out of this building some time? I know we don't have any mansions to lean on, but it's not bad to have options.

We have a sudden rush of people at the clinic. Something's going on in the city.

If there's anyone in the tower who even knows a little first aide, we could use your help tonight. There are too many people and we don't have enough hands.

[Clinic Staff]

We've people pouring in, reports of strange things going on in the city? People are panicking. We've got to set up as a safe area.

I'm really glad this place has a gym.

Anyone needs to blow off some steam after that monster's latest display, I'm up for sparring.

I was told that there were others here that I may know? Though I don't see how that can be. I suppose I should attempt to make contact since the danger of self-destruction has seemed to pass. My name is Shmi, formerly under the ownership of Pi-Lippa.

Also, are there any refugees who were brought here with small children, or any services that could help?

Humor me for a second but I'm curious: I heard people talking about having face twins so is it true? I know I look like a famous woman but well if there's someone looking like me around it would be fun to know more.

[Filter to all minus Terry Cassidy and children 17 and under.]

If ANYONE, and I mean ANYONE, says a damn thing to Terry about her or my future regarding her pregnancy I will end you where you stand. She doesn't need to know about that. She's already in denial about her father and we're lucky enough that this place might allow for him to return, but the pregnancy is off limits.

If you don't know what I am referring to then good. You don't need to know.

For that matter no one needs to tell little Jamie either, though why anyone would is beyond me, I'm just covering my bases here.

I don't think I'll be watching any more television for a while.