( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

Okay, so what am I doing here? This is not New York.... at all. Where's Liv? I.... got tossed out of a library.... that is not at all okay. I don't really know what to make of any of this, and I don't like it.....

I didn't get to fix things with her.... we didn't talk all summer...

Dean is gone.

As in, he isn't in the city anymore. Asaph sent him back home.

I'm sorry that I didn't private this to specific people, to make it a little more personal, but I can't even breathe trying to figure out who to tell and who wouldn't care is too I just wanted to let everyone know.

Asaph get that off my pda right now.

filtered; Winchester family minus Ben and Jude Harvelle

Ben asked me to create a house. I'm thinking about moving in with him.

It won't leave me alone...while I'm trying to sleep.

( Shut up Adam )

Now that the kids are finally asleep, I have a few minutes to spare to fill this thing out.

( Claire's answers. )

For anyone who may be interested, Steve and I decided to take advantage of the brief lull in insanity in this place and finally upgraded our engagement. I'm now officially Mrs. Peggy Rogers, and it couldn't feel better.

I'd rather this be private, but since Asaph hasn't seen fit before to keep any of my messaging out of the public... I'm feeling grateful at the moment that I never took a place with the likes of Mephisto and Hela.

There is a discomforting sensation in the energies here. Who exactly needs to be concerned about this anti-demon sentiment?

I have no idea where I got the name Jordan from. But clearly I need to pick a better name for myself the next time that this happens, though I hope that this doesn't happen for a long time. I want to thank the people that I met for letting me stay with them, I apologize if I forgot your name.

Also, I remember faces, so if you haven't stopped in for your free slice of pie your more than welcome to a slice. And this week, all pies are half off.

Now, I could use a drink or two. Anyone want to join me?

okay, seriously?

what the FUCK was that? does this happen often here? I mean, can this place REALLY just make us fucking forget who the hell we are???

Well, at least I have a change of clothes this time. Definitely better than the first time I woke up in the morgue. Not that that's saying much. Also, no need to investigate what happened to me, in case anyone was going to do that. Mostly because it's me and no one should be surprised I wound up here when I had no idea who I was.

Dean, baby, come pick me up? I'd really like to come home now and not think you're some sketchy old guy running some religious cult. That would be awesome.

Lucifer, if you'd bring Meri home, I'd appreciate it. And no, I don't care if she wants to live with you. She doesn't get a vote. Thanks!

Ladies and gentlemen,

At this point in time, I believe we've all established that while we do not understand how we came to be in this place or who we even are -- we're all here together. It is my understanding is that we all are suffering from some sort of mass amnesia. What the cause of it is so far? I will be completely honest with everyone, I do not know. An acquaintance of mine that also woke up suffering from this might possibly begin to look into what the cause of this mass amnesia is but, truth be told, we have no idea what we're looking for. But do not allow this to be a cause for concern, ladies and gentlemen. Just allow it to be a cause for a sliver of relief. We are attempting to fix what has happened to us or, at the very least, get to the root of all the problems.

I can understand what you're all going through, but calmer heads persevere. What we need is to establish some sort of footing. For those individuals who have woken up in the middle of stores, the streets, or general area of the public--I will be looking for a place for everyone to stay. I will keep you updated in this cause but for the time being, I would appreciate for everyone to look out for everyone else. Even if it doesn't feel as though it isn't in your nature to do so. It is likely better to have a stranger in the same circumstance as you rather than one of the residents who seem to ignore the lot of us. I can imagine a lot of us are feeling lost, alone, and frightened. Our only chance is taking a leap of faith with each other rather than toughing it out alone. I urge you to reach out and I will do my best to assist you.

Mister Domino.


[ filtered to those with...gifts ]

Following the above message, I have a concern to address with those with abilities. If you feel, in anyway, as though you are a danger to other individuals. Isolate yourselves. The last thing we need aside from mass amnesia is mass panic. If you have anything to say at all, feel free to use this as an open forum to address your concerns. Being different isn't a terrible thing. Being ignorant of how your differences could affect others is, however. This is not singling you out or calling you a danger to society. It would just likely be safer for you and for everyone else to have someone to account for you.

I hope you approach this with understanding rather than aggression.

( Cut because holy wall of text, Batman. )

It would seem as though I am in need of a job. If anyone is aware of a place that is seeking assistance, I can go over my credits though I would much rather be in a place that requires a higher level of focus. A bar would definitely not be the place for me, though I would consider it if my options are limited; which they definitely seem to be at this point.

Parker, any options from you are not welcomed. I apologise.

As glad as I am to be back with my husband, I really did have a nice time with my temporary replacement.

It was so nice meeting you, Crowley. You should come by sometime with your angel. I'll make coffee.

Dean, Sammy, are you boys doing okay?

Dean was nice and all, but I'm glad to be back with my real husband and I'm sure Dean is happier with his real wife.

Emma, Ruby, Belle, what do you say to a girl's night out? I think it's been far too long.

Wow. Valentine's already? Time flies.

Right. My kids. Front and center. I want to know where you are. Alternatively, if you have one of my kids, letting me know would be good too.

Dean, baby, let's chat up our fake spouses and see if we can work out a meet-up on Friday night. <3

Everyone else? If you aren't sure what's going on, or what the "rules" usually are for this particular trick Asaph has up his sleeve, feel free to ask and I'll do what I can to explain.

Oh look. This again.

You could almost set your watch by it.

Hey, Lizzy. Want to take the kids to the park for a little while?

( Filtered to the Winchesters, Adam Milligan, and anyone who lives with Dean and Claire. )

( Filtered to Gabriel )

( Filtered to Ruby )

( Mary sounds worried and anxious )

Hello?

( a pause )

Hello?

( another pause )

What's going on...where am I?

John?

I knew this place was too weird to not be real.

Not that I'm complaining. Being dead sucks.

Is Sam still-

So. Who missed me?

I was wondering when one of these was going to show up again.

( Sure, why not? )

As much as I love it at the Roadhouse, I was starting to feel just a little cooped up in here. It's nice to be able to actually go outside again. Even if the city's kind of a mess right now.

Also, the twins are either going to be really great soccer players or Rockettes. Or they could just be practicing their karate kicks.

Well, glad that's over and done with.

You guys really stepped up. Good on you. Bravo. All that. Gold stars all around.

To be fair, some of your gold stars look like this:



But still. You get a star. So that's fun.

( Parker )
So, about that whole blown up casino thing.

Want me to fix that?

I never thought I'd say that a Gotham Christmas would be less crazy. We're okay, by the way. Obviously I kept my kid out of that. My mom would roll in her grave if I got my daughter scared of angels. And the cats, too. A lot of cats. Guess who got a new place for Christmas, which happens to include a cat shelter? Just in time, really, since the apartment was getting way too full.

So yeah, if any of you guys happen to be veterinarians or know a good local one, I've got a lot of spaying, neutering, and vaccinating ahead of me. And if I ever want to get any sleep, I could use a hand with taking care of the cats or babysitting Helena. I'll hire you if you need the work and you're good at it.

I have a note to myself that electricity isn't to be used against Silents, but I didn't record the reason. As I'd better heed my own warning and put aside my Tesla, could someone allow me the loan of a traditional gun? Unconventional weapons are also welcome and indeed preferred.

The passing of a year is much different without that fin de siècle spirit, but I think the light shows and explosions added a very modern flair to it. Let us hope everyone survives this New Year's Day. Every one of us who isn't one of our antagonists, of course.

I'm getting really tired of being attacked on the street by random robots and things. It looks like an attack of freaky chefs. What the Hell?

Lexi, where are you? Damon, Caroline, Bonnie? Is everyone safe?

( There's a sound like electricity hitting something and dissipating and then a small explosion. Sounds of fighting can be heard. There's a sharp gasp and Neria speaks. )

By the Maker...what are you creatures? Why couldn't I remember you before? ( another crackling of dispelled electricity, and Neria sounds frustrated but determined. ) It is no matter. You will die all the same.

( There are more sounds of fighting, heavy breathing and metal hitting something. Occasionally there's a loud blast of fire or cracking like ice shattering as Neria uses various elemental spells against the Silents she's fighting. There is the occasional pained sound as a Silent gets a hit past her shields )

I swear by Andraste, I will not allow you to go free and harm others! ( there is more fighting and then one of the Silents speak )

What will you do? We are many, and you are alone and weak.

( It's quiet for a moment, save for Neria's breathing, and then she speaks, sounding resolved )

I may alone...but I am by no means weak. ( a pause, then very quietly ) Maker guide me...

( Suddenly there is a huge explosion of magic, then the PDA cuts out abruptly )

Well, that was fun in a way that really, really wasn't. So. What did I miss?

Oh! Doctor. I have something for you. It's a little dusty, after all of this time, but it should still work. Better late than never, right?

Well, it certainly is nice to see so many people in such good spirits. The people really are embracing the true meaning of the Christmas, if the kindness and generosity I've seen so far is anything to go by. It's wonderfully refreshing.

And it is, of course, so nice to be back here again.

Okay, so, quick question. Did someone who looks like me or one of my psycho alternate selves show up and I just somehow missed the memo? Anybody know? Or did locals start looking like us, maybe? Because I'm pretty sure I just saw someone who could pass as my twin, across the street from my store.

Or, you know, I could just be losing my mind. I guess that's also a possibility. 'Tis the season, after all.

[ random singing ] Party. Party. Party for me. Party. Party. Party for me!

And you guys that missed it are lame!

[ back to talking normally ] I'm six now! I need more than one hand to tell everyone now old I am. And I thought being able to use all my fingers on one was awesome.

Uncle Benny, thanks for taking us out before! I didn't want to help set up my own party. That would have been boring.

And Uncle Adam, you need to come over more often. Because you just do. Period. Say yes. Because if you don't say yes, I'd just send Uncle Gabe to go and get you, and that wouldn't be any fun for any of us compared to you actually wanting to be around. So there.

I have the best Daddy and Mommy and friends and family ever, and since it would take too long to list every one of you one by one, I love you all. You're beautiful people. Beautiful people with excellent taste in gifts.

[ooc: if your character thinks they might be included in claire's very general filter, they probably are]

Right, so December is a pretty busy month for us, what with all three kids having birthdays as well as Christmas. And considering it's Colligo, we pretty much know the idea of celebrating the holidays on the actual date in question is just plain dumb. It never works out.

So. Here's the plan.

( Click to see the party dates. )

We're going to be having Christmas dinner, and presents, on Christmas Eve. Just in case. If anyone wants to stop by, we can definitely set something up. Or come visit you, if you really want to brave the kids running around your place.

( Filtered to Lucifer )

That's it. No more babies, I'm done. I should be resting... damnit.

His name is Tucker.

( Claire Winchester )
You could come to see him if you want.

Dean?

Dean?

Am I posting now, Dean?

Can you read this, Dean?

Is this a Text Message, Dean?

It is a message comprised of text. The child told me that it had to be composed on a phone to be a Text Message. But this message was composed on a phone, so I don't see any essential differences.

Why does one post messages to the network, Dean?

I always thought that if we found a place that had no Walkers, I'd be able to adjust quickly, but I've found myself still looking around every corner and waiting for something to jump out. It's been so long since I've seen so many live people, walking around, that it almost seems strange. I'm sure I'll get used to it, but it's still so new.

And then there's this whole ability that I've suddenly got. I see things around my apartment and I use them to build something. I've just about used up the hundred dollars that I was given when I arrived, which means I should probably find a job, but it's been so long since I've had an actual job that, just like everything else, it'll be strange at first. Is anyone hiring right now? Before the Walker outbreak I was a pizza delivery boy, so I'm good with routes and things like that.

So I can be hurt, my daughter keeps falling through the furniture, and my husband is the new, albeit temporary, Satan.

That settles it. I'm getting drunk. Anyone want to join me?

This city truly is extraordinary. I cannot say that I am thrilled that my mind was tampered with upon my arrival but, nevertheless, I have never seen a place quite like this. I daresay I would love to learn more about our host and this city.

( Ashley )
Are you really here?

( Nikola )
Did I imagine it, or did you tell me you married Kate?

Okay, can someone explain to me exactly what's going on? Daryl, are you really here or did I imagine that?

There should be a holiday in between Halloween and Thanksgiving to make the waiting less boring. Does anybody have any candy left?

I don't remember feeling this lazy with Zoe.

( filtered; Claire Winchester )

I'm not sure if Peter talked to you. Hey, I'm Skylar. I think we should talk.

So, someone gave me a rundown of the basics. Just figuring it might not hurt to check in with the assembled parties. This isn't exactly what I had in mind for a vacation. [ mild laughter ] Granted, this isn't exactly where I expected to be come today, either, but what are you going to do?

Name's Benny. And it looks like I'm going to have to find a job.

This place really is incredibly fascinating.

I've been reading up on things around here, and I have to say it really is refreshing to find myself in a place like this.

Even the current festivities don't really detract from the appeal of the city as a whole.

[For a few moments, there’s the sound of laughter, coupled with the occasional gurgling of a baby. If someone listens closely enough, they might also hear a soft roar of a baby raptor followed by the squawking of several indignant birds, a fluttering of wings, and even more giggles from children. Then the laughter tapers off as another sound can be heard, in the distance but clearly getting closer. It’s indistinguishable at first but, as it gets closer, it’s clearly slow shuffling of feet and a mindless groaning. After a second or two, Meri’s voice - in the loud sort of stage whisper that most children tend to manage when attempting to be quiet - can be heard, effectively drowning out the moaning for the moment as she’s much closer to the PDA. She doesn’t sound even the least bit frightened but rather intrigued and a touch confused.]

Uh, Jack? Did our folks pick up a couple of zombies while I was gone and just nobody told me? ‘Cause that’d be kind of awesome but you really should’ve told me we had zombies living in the alley behind the house now. It’s only fair.

( It takes a moment for Jack to respond to Meri’s question. You can’t really blame them, considering the fact that his sister just asked him if their parents picked up some zombies. Do people even do that? Just pick up zombies? What would they use zombies for? Really weird formerly alive decorations? Jack is quiet, considering the question, then he speaks. )

No. No, I don’t think they did. I think they’re just there. That’s...probably not a good thing. Do you think we should get mom and dad or just shoot them a lot. There’s not that many...we could probably take them out. We’ve been playing a lot of Left4Dead lately. ( a pause ) So we really don’t need to get mom and dad...right? ( What? Meri’s not the only one who can have a thirst for violence. )

[Meri doesn't immediately reply. Not because she's busy considering the ramifications of fighting zombies alongside her twin brother and not going to get their parents instead. No, she's instead simply taking a head count of the approaching horde, a fact made obvious by the deliberate counting under her breath before she finally responds aloud to Jack.]

No, we don't need to get them. There's only twelve, maybe thirteen if you count the one that's only got the one arm and is missing a foot. [a pause] And they're moving real slow. Really, really slow. And you never know. Maybe mom and dad got them for us so we could shoot them. That's something that could maybe happen, right? [a low whistle] There's a good boy, Chomper. You sit here with Gabi, okay?

[There's the sound of a shotgun being readied for use and Meri's tone turns positively gleeful.]

'Kay, ready!

( Jack is counting along with Meri, just in case she misses one, because it’s always good to double-check. After a minute he reaches the same number as hers, and he actually sounds fairly excited when he speaks. )

Well...it still has a face, so it can still bite you...so I guess it counts. It’s just a lot slower than the other ones, so we can save it for last. Because I don’t think mom and dad would let us keep it as a pet. ( a pause ) No, really, Meri. They won’t let us keep it. They really won’t. But I don’t think they got us zombies so we could shoot them. They’d have told us if they did that. Still, we can definitely shoot them and not get in trouble. Because they’re zombies.

( There’s another sound, not like a gun, but quieter, as he readies his crossbow. )

Me too!

[Meri sounds slightly disappointed, but only slightly.] Yeah, you're most likely right. We couldn't really take care of a pet zombie. Feeding him's out and not feeding him would make him even grosser than he is now. [a sigh] Oh well. I guess we'll just have to kill him too.

[There's a pause and Meri's tone turns a bit more serious, although she's clearly still super excited to be killing zombies.]

Okay. I'll shoot first, since that'll get their attention from the sound. Let's go before they walk really, really, really slowly away or we fall asleep watching them. [A shotgun blast is heard and there's a distinctive thud of a body falling to the ground.]

( Jack laughs ) Yeah...I’m pretty sure mom and dad would get pretty mad if they had to get us brains to feed him. And I don’t want him falling apart. We really oughta just kill him now. It’s really the nicer thing to do. Plus...more stuff to shoot.

( Jack’s quiet as he listens to Meri’s plan, taking a moment to think about it, then giving an assenting noise. )

Okay, that sounds like a good plan. You go first and then I’ll shoot them too and then we won’t have to watch them be all slow and embarrassing. ( after the shotgun blast, there’s a soft noise of a crossbow bolt flying through the air, followed by a second thud. ) You know...this isn’t as fun as Left4Dead. They’re...really slow. It’s not even hard.

[There’s another shotgun blast, another thud, and Meri sighs, clearly disappointed.] Yeah. This is dumb. It’s harder to shoot the squirrels and birds in the yard. [a pause] Not that I shoot the squirrels and birds in the yard. [another pause] Much.

[Meri waits for Jack to take his next shot, then sounds thoughtful.] Wanna get closer? At least if we’re closer, we can pretend they’re moving fast enough to get us and we’re just really, really good at shooting them first.

( There’s another two shots from the crossbow, followed by thuds, and punctuated by a snort of amusement from Jack ) Of course not. You definitely don’t shoot at animals in the yard. Never seen that happen. Not at all. Or not much, anyway.

( He sighs ) I guess we could do that. At least it’ll make this less boring. And maybe even a tiny bit dangerous. And we’ll still be able to kill them all without getting hurt or making mom and dad mad. Yeah...let’s do that. ( There’s the sound of movement. ) Do you think this is close enough?

[Meri settles in beside her brother and makes a thoughtful sound.] Hmm. Yeah. I guess this’ll work. We most likely shouldn’t get too far from Gabi and Chomper, just in case. [There are a few shotgun blasts, and the accompanying thuds, then Meri sighs.]

This is still real boring. I bet watching the news is less boring than this. [a pause] Do you think maybe they ate some folks at a bar and they’re drunk and that’s why they’re moving so slow? ‘Cause I don’t remember them moving so slow in movies or in games or none of that. It’s like they don’t even know how to run.

( Jack makes a sound of agreement ) You’re probably right. If we get too far away and Gabi gets eaten by zombies, we’ll probably get grounded. But Chomper would probably eat them first...except then he might get sick. So...yeah. This is probably best.

( There’s a few more shots and Jack echoes Meri’s sigh ) You know...seeing the really slow ones in real life...it’s really embarrassing that all those people die in zombie movies. ( There’s a few more shots from both of them ) Well...that’s all of them. Even the one without the foot. Want to go play Left4Dead and kill some hard zombies?

So. That was interesting. I would much rather not do it again. Either of it. The dying or the memory wipe. Hear that, Uncle? Please and thank you.

[ Filtered to Dean & Claire Winchester ]
By which I mean, of course, please, don't kill me. It's not like Uncle is going to let me stay dead, and Mother wasn't very keen on the idea when I suggested it to her. So I would rather not have to play yo-yo limbo.

Right. So, that was certainly something. Definitely don't want to go through that again.

And now, on a more personal note, Jack and Gabi are in their beds. Meri, on the other hand, is not. Dean, baby, where is our daughter? Please tell me she's, I don't know, asleep in the Impala or something.

Or, you know, if anyone else has seen her and could tell me where she is, that would be great too. Because I know that she wasn't the one that people were talking about being killed, because she's my child and that's just not even

Seriously. Someone tell me she's around. Please. Lie if you have to.

Hey Annie, I think we're out of noodles.

Also, I think I may have travelled back in time. The fall lineup on the DVR is all wrong and I just saw a promo for "Arrow."

Well, that was something. I'm not entirely sure I enjoy remembering my youthful attitude more vividly than faded memories can serve. But it was enlightening, at least.

[ Filtered to Claire ]
Thank you. You needn't continue to make the endeavors you do for me, whatever state I am in, but I appreciate them all the same. Assure Dean I will be back to work first thing tomorrow.

[ Filtered to Barton ]
I presume we are never speaking of our conversation to anyone. Ever.

All the same, you didn't have to tolerate my curiosity like that, particularly given the way I decided to express it, much less... I suppose it was easier to be nice to me when I was technically wearing a different face.

Wow, is it 25 years ago already?

I don't remember learning that time was cyclical in any of my physics classes. Shouldn't have had to pay for those degrees.

You'll have to forgive me if I don't remember which of you were still around at this particular point in time. I'm much too important to keep track of this shit myself. Has Star Trek 12 come out yet?

Asaph.

Make. Up. Your. Freaking. Mind.

Please.

( Filtered to Steve Rogers )

[ooc: so yes. once again, older!nonaged!claire has returned, mostly because ashe is a terrible person and decided to bring in older!nonaged!steve from the same reality as her and i just couldn't resist. have fun!]