SECOND CHANCES NET

Thanks to y'all, I found some good brisket at the local meat market. If I smoke it overnight, would anyone be interested in brisket nachos Friday? It ends up being way too much for TK and I to eat by ourselves. I would love to share some good Texas cookin' if anyone is interested!

[Voice Message, unfiltered (sorry, boys)]

[feedback whine] It's Steve. If you... don't know... it's Ma... [long burst of static] ...warehouse... [another long moment of static] ...find him... node 361-a. [sound of Steve breathing quietly] ...knows I'm here... Vision, you have to stop him [garbled static, a sudden burst of sound, not unlike something heavy colliding with concrete, a few more seconds of static, then silence]

Audio Transcript

It's Steve. If you don't know, it's May. Warehouse. Find him. Node 361. A. Knows I'm here. Vision. You have to stop him.


( What Steve Actually Said )

_{[OOC: Steve won't be replying, but feel free to use this space to plot/plan!]}

Is it too early to assume things have finally calmed down?

Okay, all you nerdy science types—or not nerdy science types—what the hell is going on around here? I'm willing to listen to anything at this point.

Okay... Go!

(ooc: by new people, I mean characters that just showed up after March 1st as part of the plot)

Well, well, well, I can't say this was what I thought the here-after would be, but I suppose it's better than being thrust into a black hole.

Hello San Francisco! This will be fun.

At least, it will be for me.

[Filtered for 18+ Station Residents]

....Does anyone else need to let off steam? Realizing some of us have already been doing this, but there are days when I feel the need to hit something hard.

Guess what I'm saying is, who wants to start a fight club? There would be rules. No powers. Matches have to be even, etc.

I'm not here to see anyone get seriously hurt, but there are definitely days I could use something like this and I'm thinking I'm not alone clearly.

[Update - Filtered for only those who have agreed to join]

First meet-up this Friday. 11pm on the roof until we find a better venue. If you're interested, be there. Rules are listed below.

1. No super-powers. No weapons. This means blasting, firebombs, magic, etc. This is a physical fight. Try to keep it fair.

2. Fighters will be evenly matched. We don't need anyone getting too hurt up there.

3. Matches are over when the ref calls it. End of story. Don't argue. There's a reason it's done when it's done.

4. Anyone injured has to agree that they will immediately agree to be checked up on by one of our volunteers before settling down. We just wanna keep you alive.

5. Broken limbs, lost teeth, or any major injuries will result in an immediate end to the match and a trip to the local hospital. Or, at least, a visit to one of healers until you're all better.

That's it, I think.

Fuck. What the hell is this? I thought I was done with weird shit. I wanted to be done with weird shit. I swear to God if this is Wake's fault he's going to find himself on the wrong end of my gun.

If you see me walking into things, well, that must be nice for you because I can't see a damn thing anymore. What's worse is that I think my hearing has gotten better.

At least my neighbors have been entertaining the last few days. Losing my sight has made me incredibly nosy. And someone has been keeping their television on for hours. I'm sure it's for their dog who I can hear howling at people walking by, poor thing. Unless that's another neighbor. Stelmaria might eat me if I step on her one more time.

[ Marisa ]
Not to alarm you but I've lost your teapot.

[ Mobius ]
How's that tongue of yours?

So, rumors of my death are greatly exaggerated. I'm sorry. I probably shouldn't joke, but... do you expect me not to? Anyhow, I see a lot of familiar faces... I would very much like to catch up. Feel free to say hi to anyone who doesn't know Tony Stark already. I don't bite...much.

James won't wake up. I tried to heal him because it was very weird and I don't know what is happening but he won't wake up and our dads are on their honeymoon and not here


[ ooc; quick notes lol 1) that's probably the first 'dads' she has dropped 2) assume she hasn't seen Jason's post because. Y'know. It's Rapunzel. Sorry for the late replies this post will get. Work is kicking my ass. ]

I know I ask a lot of these questions... we're going to chalk it up to existing thinking that my siblings were the only other people alive until I was 16...

but Valentines day is coming up and I'm not sure what I want to do with Cher yet.

And I feel like I've done the chocolates/teddy bear/nice dinner/flowers thing for like.... every anniversary and Valentines day.

I thought about renting out a like... hot air balloon or something, but those are like... they cost a lot of money.

I also thought about heart shaped pizza... but honestly, thats probably more for me.


So, everyone. Tell me about your favorite Valentines Gift given or received.

My husband and I are thrilled to be heading out on a tour of Europe in a few days for our honeymoon. Please don't need us before the week is out.

Captain Rogers, Mr. Stark, I will make sure no harm comes to your daughter while we are stuck merely several feet apart.

Well, I'm the happiest man alive today. Our wedding was perfect.

Looks like the weather is throwing a little bit of everything today. I'm going out in my suit to see if any civilians need help.

I know I've been away from home for a while but I know tornado weather when I see it.

If you're in a building with a basement get to it, but I don't think we have many here. Interior rooms, no windows, bathrooms or closets usually work well. Grab some pillows to cover your head, a mattress if you're able to move one around. Bike helmets are good, too.

Somehow I don't think San Francisco has tornado sirens. Keep a TV or radio on for warnings, the weather people are freaking out but I figure they can still manage that much.

Dads, I'm leaving school, if one of you can write me a note that'd be great. I don't know if they'll close or not, this obviously isn't normal here. Molly is leaving, too.

I mean.... This sort of just reminds me of home.

So I've heard from a very reliable source that the nightlife here in the city are quite spectacular. But there are many to choose from and not enough nights in the week to enjoy them all.

So what is everyone's favorite bar?
Favorite drink to order?
Any of the bars have a good poker game?

Since the memory nonsense seems to be behind us for the most part, I want to invite everyone to a catered Family and Friendsgiving on the roof on Thursday, starting at 5 PM. Bring your hungry mouths and whatever your heart leads you to bring.*

There'll be games and silly prizes, and probably a TV or two for the sportsball-inclinwd.

Gimme a shout below so I've got a head count, and if you want to bring something, drop it in, too. 💜💜💜



_{(*Not a requirement for attendance! I've heard about how some of you are in the kitchen.)}

I haven't woken up next to a man I don't remember in a very long time. He tells me my name is Tony and I know most of you. I'm sorry, but I seem to have forgotten who I am.