Spinning Compass Network

I don't

I don't know who is here who still remembers me. I've read back over a little. She's engaged. How long did she

My name is Robin Hood. And I was here once before.

Isn't this all too familiar. Blood hell, is the island taking a page from the train now?

( This is what I was greeted with when I got home from my walk today. )

Looking for every able bodied person that's available to help look for Nina. We're meeting at the mouth of the path into the forest in an hour. I'll lead everybody to where I found her things and we'll search out from there. Those of you with super senses would be greatly appreciated so we could follow her scent.


Private to Sophia

Can you watch Charlie for me until Luna gets up?

......quae in inferno?

[Translation: What the hell?]

Does anyone feel like explaining what the bloody hell is going on here?

Okay, what the hell is this place? I barely figured out how to work this thing..... is it still 1988?

Little Wilhelm is gone. Back where he belongs. It's strange, but now I have mixed feelings.

[Hans (older)]

Are you still here? Have you gone back home too? Am I by mys

I appear to have moved

Okay, there are so many books on this island. I can't believe it. I want to read them all and there's really no way. I am going to have to try my best.

( You have (1) new message )

Connor's Gym and Dojo is now open for business, next to the old service station on Rumsey Street. It'll be open 24 hours, though class times will be up to any instructors that want to teach.

I'll teach swordplay if anyone's interested, and unarmed combat. I know multiple styles, but I generally practice the 'whatever works' style and will teach same unless there was a specific request.

- Macleod

Islanders-

As you are most likely aware, Q disappeared from the island during the storm. He was acting as head of security on the island.

Given the circumstances of recent events, I will be (at least temporarily) stepping down from a security role on the island. I will no longer be armed- although I should warn everyone that my apartment is heavily secured, given that I noticed a few traps had been set off by Deadpool when he was stealing my blankets etc.

I know how Q's security system works, and given that much of it is in my apartment, I am happy to continue to monitor it in more of a desk-based role, and alert those more appropriate to deal with any situations as they arise.

If I could get a head count of who is still around from our original security team, and also the names of anyone willing to join, as well as a list of your strengths.

You can then nominate a new head among yourselves.

I hope this is satisfactory.

- Bond

( Filtered to medical staff. )

I know I'm not usually the one in charge of these things but given the storm I think a roll call is in order.

I'd like to make an announcement. I'll be a bit frank, since there's a whole bus load of people who like to take a big wee on things other people find their tiny bit of happiness in, if you can't say anything nice, please don't say anything at all. If I wanted snark and sarcasm I've got a beautiful fiancee that will give it to me. Thanks.

Right, on with the announcement:

It's hard to believe, but my beautiful little girl is going to turn a year old tomorrow, the 13th in case someone reads this Sunday and are like... er, yeah. On ward. Eve will be a year old. We're going to have a little party for her in the park. There will be cake, and other party like things. You know stuff for a toddler. Anyone that wants to come is invited. Feel free to come even if you're attached at the ankle to someone.

It's taken a few days, but Steven is finally getting used to all of this. He's even gotten himself used to Jake. Now all we have to do is worry about this cord.

Could someone teach me how to drive?

I realise that I was a bit...out of it yesterday. My name is Mercy...Well it's Kiran but I go by Mercy now. I'm a doctor, trained in emergency medicine, and I have the great privilege of being Bridget's best friend, unless something huge has changed...which I suppose looking around me, they have...

Greetings, fellow residents of The Island.

There have been many deaths and disappearances here lately, as well as many new arrivals. And now, of course, many of us find ourselves literally tied to another person. I feel as though the Island is trying to teach us something, and in many ways, we are failing the lesson.

We're all in this together. If we can try to put aside our personal prejudices and work with one another, learn each other's strengths- I think that we can really make a go of this. I'm a hopeless optimist, I know, it's well documented.

But, let me start. I'm willing to be honest with everyone here, and I really hope that you will consider returning the gesture.

( Nonsense about myself that is apparently too long, and irrelevant. )

As for what I can do to contribute to this island- I can farm. Although my family weren't successful, it was due to the dry earth, not a lack of skill. I can make alcohol. I can mix cocktails. I throw a brilliant party, really. I am capable of doing any form of manual labour- construction, cleaning, driving- anything you need help moving or fixing- I can certainly give it a try. I can fire a gun, I can hunt, I can teach you the Charleston. I can teach you to swim. I can teach Hebrew.

I have a car here if anyone needs a ride. I have a swimming pool that you can all feel free to use at any time, although please take care of yourselves and each other. I have a large house, with many rooms, many clothes and a library of books- anything you need, just ask, it's yours. I have a hydroplane, if it is helpful with search and rescue.

If there is anything you want to know about me, or if there is anything you want to request of me, ask away. I spent so much of my life trying to be someone else, trying to be what a rich girl's family expected of me, that I had forgotten who I really was. I don't want that anymore, I want to be an open book here. I won't judge anyone, and I hope that I won't be judged for being honest with you all now.

Now, if you like, it's your turn.

Whoever Hansel is, could you please stop broadcasting those disgusting thoughts about that girl? I've had enough of nakedness in my head to last a lifetime. Who is Marian, anyway?