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Benjamin Franklin once said that energy and persistence conquer all things, and that's something that I've always believed. That if you put your mind to something, if you fight for something, if you invest yourself, then you will succeed. Then, you can do anything.

When I arrived here, I went to work as quickly as I could with Director Carter, trying to establish an organisation to help all of us, to protect us, and to work tirelessly to figure out what it is that is keeping us here, and what we can do about it.

In the last few weeks, we suffered irreplaceable loses. The men and women that were here and who contributed to our efforts were important, skilled, dedicated and fantastic individuals and they will be missed, but we can't be beaten down by our losses, and we can't give up.

And that's why I'm asking each and every one of you, personally, if you'd like to come into the fold and lend SHIELD and the Avengers your strengths and talents to serve the community we've built here in this artificial Vegas, and help the efforts to send us home.

Any questions, or concerns you might have I'll try my best to address. If I can't then I'm sure Director Peggy Carter, or Howard Stark will have the right answers.

I'm not sure what that whole thing was over the weekend, but I hope it doesn't happen again.

What the fuck?

I said I wasn't doing the BDSM number! How did I upset my karma?!

I feel like I'm going crazy. I'm waiting for it. The moment I snap like my brother.

That was an interesting party. I think even for Vegas it was a little over the top.

Anybody got any theories they want to share?

What the hell?! This...isn't the prison, unless the prison suddenly got a lot nicer than before.

Dad? Uncle D? Carl?

...Anyone?

[a man's voice is heard yelling into the microphone of his device; the sound is muffled as if he is holding the device very, very close to his mouth while speaking]

WHERE AM I?

Am I the only one who distinctly remembers not falling asleep in Vegas last night?