Incomplete Data: A panfandom, multi-world RP.

[Squad 12]

Brown-haired girl is gone.

Someone needs to do whatever brown-haired girl did.

[ETA: Wittgenstein Jury]

I'm the replacement juror for Squad 12.

But I still think that jurors should be selected by sortition.

[Survivor Squad]

I seem to be the only one in Hotel who's utterly entertained by the constant shenanigans going on around here. He's a bit like Kubrick, our scientist. An absolute goddamn nightmare to work with but it sure is fun to watch the end product.

[Jessica Hamby, Laura Moon]

As a point of simple curiosity, are you happier when this place turns powers off or when they're on?

[Sam Winchester]

I haven't seen any sign of him around. I'm sorry.

fuck
Has anyone seen my brother? Because I can't find him anywhere. Does that mean he's been sent home? please, God

or has Hotel been tossing people into bunkers again

[Survivor Squad]

I just finished my Christmas shopping and I have an absurd amount of money left despite buying all these beautiful Breyer horses for Audrey.

So what does everyone need to continue doing whatever it is they do?

Sam and Dean, bulk quantities of salt? Ron, pocket constitution?

Okay, what?

I never did get that rich husband I was looking for. I'm so disappointed.

I don't even.....is everyone alright?

[Gretel]
Where are you?

[Dean]
You okay?

I don’t mean a single thing that I said about anyone’s sizable inheritance or the circumference of their corseted waists.

You’re all incredibly talented singers and do not need to seek any of the inappropriate means of employment that I suggested.

[Opera House Actors - minus Carlotta [Betty Cooper]

I expect everyone to put their full effort into the rehearsals. I know that we have a few adjustments to make, but I feel that Mlle. Daae is more than up to the task. You were quite splendid last evening, my dear.

[Madame Giry + Lesser Opera Persons]

The worst tragedy since the fall of Rome has occurred.

My head is as heavy as the heart of a sinner before Our Lord. My breath is labored, and I am weak as a newborn lamb. My skin is cold as the eternal death. Yet, worse even than the pallor of my perfect complexion is the fate of our beloved opera.

Madame, I have lost my voice. The same voice which has captured the world, and brought it to its knees. The voice which brings tears to the eyes of gentlemen, and tenderness to the heart of ladies. That voice is nothing now. It is gone.

I am as good as dead, Madame Giry. And along with me, the opera.

( Newcliffe's Party )

I have a Winchester and a copy of Phantom of the Opera. Who has the other one and where are my Creeps?

Pinkie Pie - shenanigans?

I'm guessing the timer is probably proving a source of anxiety for some if not all of us. How is everyone holding up?

So do we want to talk about this timer?

Set up ground rules like, "don't murder each other in the first five minutes" perhaps?

I was told my sister was here. Vex'ahlia. Good with arrows and prone to winking. She might have a bear with her.

Also, not to be ungrateful for the fourth second chance at life, but what the fuck is this place? I expected the Shadowfell and I got something that looks like Percy's lab got lucky with Scanlan's mansion and puked up another realm the morning after. Which isn't the worst morning after, but it's weird. This is weird, right? That's not just me?

So Natasha, Wanda, and I spent most of last week working on building gardens, and I think they look really nice and have been satisfactorily completed, but we used 5 of 25 plots.

There's still a lot of work on the rest of the site that could be done by more talented gardeners, mages, and bureacrats. I'm not sure if the Jury has plans for future gardening details, though, but it's been expressed that it wouldn't be inappropriate to do what I'm about to suggest.

What stands out as priority is just filling it in. There are still 20 open graves on the grounds. And I'm not going to lie, that's a lot of work and can be as taxing psychologically as physically. But they're a safety and a morale hazard.

As a citizen, I want to commit to filling what I can, but if anyone wants to help fill them in, it would go a lot faster.

I hope people are willing to help, this is that invitation. But it will get done either way.

[Filtered to Steve Rogers (AA), Natalia Romanova, Lois Lane (separate filters)]

Due of my actions in the Arena, Commander Carter has removed my active status pending Retraining. I realize that I made egregious errors in judgement and support this measure as a move to help strengthen my instincts, resolve, and ethics as a soldier. But in order for formal reacceptance, she's requiring three Letters of Recommendation. I was wondering if you would feel comfortable writing one for me, hopefully this week if that's not too rushed.

I'd be happy to provide a resume, transcript summaries, writing materials, or allay any concerns you might have.

If anyone would like to join me in my morning meditations, I would be glad to have the company. I begin an hour and a half before breakfast in the meditation room in Echo. You're more than welcome to come in your pajamas if you'd like, it's certainly not going to bother me. But I only have one rule: no shoes.

Never been more relieved to have said no to whiskey. Don't think I could've handled this clothing hungover. Can barely handle it now.

Well, it's about time, but could you not have released us all minus the headache?