Camp Fortitude

For anyone who has spent time outside of the wall, I'm requesting to book some of your time. I'm going to start compiling a database of all of the creatures people have seen out there, in as much detail as possible. If you have any experience I'd appreciate it if you could come see me (or I can come to you) so I can collect as much information as possible.

Additionally, since I lack the proper equipment to run simulations, if anyone manages to find any rats, I could really use them for testing. My apologies to animal lovers, but I'm a little short on options.

Fuck it. I'll be the asshole. So are we not going to talk about the two people who died this past week, one of whom was an untrained Defense member under a team leader who has already asked for specialized training and barely received any? No?

No memorial service? No offers for any kind of counseling to those who are struggling with having to sit on that knowledge or who aren't used to death? Just going to pretend it never happened?

Okay just checking.

STEVE & WHOEVER IS IN CHARGE OF THE FARM; delayed.

I'm done with Defense. I would appreciate being put on the farm with my sister. It would behoove you to take the advice being given in the conversation between Rogue and I, but if you don't take it then it won't be my problem anymore, anyway

[Kate]

What the actual fuck?

My ears are still ringing. I feel like I have a whisky hangover. You ever had a whisky hangovers? Those suck. A lot.

[Derek]

Consider me cashing in my sick day. Because... ow.

[Enzo and Jordan]

Dear sweet roomies,

I know we haven't talked much because of all of the amazing fog fun we've been having here, but any chance either of you have a secret stash of alcohol you'd share with your housemate? I could really use a drink.

~ Your devilishly handsome newbie housemate

[Chris]

Hey, thanks for the assist, man. About the whole thing You don't Migraines can be a bitch.

[Kate, Derek]

You hear it?

[Steve]

There's definitely something out there. It's not footsteps of creepy children, but... it's something. Not like anything I've ever heard before.

[Updated 5 minutes later]

I take that back. I do hear footsteps. I think it's one of the teens, though. Best guess? They're trying to make you go gray early.

There has to be a source to this fog. I've worked with fog before, and smoke, I can usually produce enough of an air current to clear it out but it's not even making a dent. Either it's coming from a constant source or... I don't know.

I keep seeing children. Why did it have to be creepy kids?

CHARLIE DEFENSE.

Suit up if you have suits, and hope for the best if you don't. We'll meet in the community center and go from there to set up this rope to medical and then patrol that area since we'll already be there. Giving me a heads up you wanted to volunteer the group wouldn't have sucked, Peter, just fucking saying. I wouldn't have said no. Sound like a plan?

Also, if you're new to Charlie, I'm Derek.

CORA.

Stay inside if you can. I have to go out on patrol. No matter what you hear, just please stay inside. Okay? Please.

(( posted shortly after the add on to Caroline's post below ))

Until this clears up I'm asking for no one to leave Camp, if it's thick out there too you might not find your way back. I'm also asking for people to stick in pairs and make sure you let people know where you're going.

I need a few volunteers to help some members of defense run a rope from the housing complex to the medical bay. We'll put some lights along it. This way if someone needs to get there they'll have a guide.

Everything in the greenhouse has been covered and as far as I know there's nothing that needs to be done today so it might be a good day to just stay inside.

I know a lot of you are freaking out, but we will get through this - we just need to stay calm and keep everyone aware of what is going on. If you see anything, or need help, just let someone know.

DEFENSE (INCL RESERVES) + TECH
Any chance we can cobble together some thermal monitors? Might give us a better chance at seeing what, if anything, is out there?

I need one team to set up the rope - I'm hoping between what's in the ammunition bunkers and the greenhouse we'll have enough to get a line going.

Tony, Rogue, Sam - do you think any of you could get high enough to get above this and see how widespread this is?

As far as everything else - well, we've got some decisions to make right now:

Stark wanted to switch over our power supply today. The system would be a hell of lot more stable, but the downside is we'd be without anything for 30 seconds. Which doesn't seem like a long time but if we can't see more than ten feet in front of us that's a long time. I'm personally inclined to the good of it outweighing the bad, especially if this fog is bringing in something worse than just reduced visibility. Last thing we need is to have no power on top of that. We either do this in the next hour or we don't do it at all, unless the fog stops coming in the way it is right now.

I'd like to reduce our patrol area, bring it in closer to the locations where people will be. I'm thinking a wide circle around the housing and medical, and then the greenhouse to make sure if something gets into Camp it doesn't destroy our food. If the fog itself is bringing things in then watching our fence might be a waste of time and resources. Thoughts?

Well, that was fun.

Sorry about the show to the two guarding the gate. But c'mon. You want to try to tell me that you've never shown up in another world butt naked? No? Just me? 'Kay, cool.

I'm Nick.

Also, don't want to alarm anyone, but in case you haven't realized... As I was heading in, the vast majority of the wildlife was getting the hell out of dodge.

Could be the fog. It's probably the fog. If it weren't for the thick smell of death in the air


[OOC: Whoever wants to say they were on guard, feel free!]

WHO: Nick & Jessica Jones
WHAT: Nick finds his way to the camp through the fog. Naked.
WHERE: Right outside of camp.
WHEN: Tuesday, March 8. A little after noon.
WARNINGS: Nudity. Possible language.
STATUS: Ongoing.

( Water. Yeah, water sounded good right about now. Or some Scotch. Good God, a glass of Scotch on the rocks sounded like Heaven. )