Knowhere IC

Hey, I'm Rachel. I'm new.

[Filtered; Alphonse Elric]
several hours after this

How long did it take you to figure this out?


[Filtered; Marco]

Come to the lab today.

Alphonse is going to give you the short version of alchemical theory.

Who: Edward & Alphonse Elric, and York
What: Ed’s stuck in Clinic
When: The day after the tribble plot.
Where: The Clinic
Rating: PG-13
Status: Log - Complete

( For once Ed decided he’d listen. )

The movies lied to us.

I think that's what pisses me off the most. You go in and pay a couple bucks just to watch how stupid we can be. Good job, humanity, you're doing wonders for yourself.

Dr. Watson gave me this tablet
He said
I haven't talked to anyone in
He said not to freak you all out. Don't cause panic because you've just gone through one emergency



Am I dead? I bet everyone asks that. But who cares, because I'm asking

Who: Beta Ray Bill & Alphonse Elric
What: Bill rescues Al from a rooftop
When: Afternoon, after this.
Where: Top of the apartments to Harry’s place
Rating: PG
Status: Log - Complete

( Was Alphonse stranded? No, he wasn’t. Was he a little freaked out? Yeah, he was. Wouldn’t you be if you had tribbles trying to eat your metal legs? )

The apartment's been over-run.. I tried to keep them out, but there was no where to push them to.

I went out the window and I'm sitting on the roof..

I'm okay! No need to worry, but..

I'm sorry, Brother

Who: Edward & Alphonse Elric and York
What: The aftermath of a long day.
When: Evening, after this.
Where: Elric & Spartan Apartment
Rating: PG
Status: Log - Complete

( This was a place he never expected to end up. Resting there against York it really wasn’t that hard to fall asleep anymore. He’d found someplace safe even among the chaos that was his ridiculous brain. York’s even breathing and the sounds of North and Al near by finally caused Ed’s exhaustion to catch up with him. )

[Voice post]

[Li-Ming's voice is crisp as ever, although it is tinged with frustration. There is laughter nearby and while it isn't hers it's noticeably Leah's]

oh nephalem solve this problem for me. oh nephalem, go kill this lord of hell. oh nephalem, wade through sewers.

all things i accept, all things i am glad to handle as this is my solemn duty.

what isn't my solemn duty is getting near buried in those little walking plagues! stop laughing leah and help!

Alright, Knowhere.

We've got something pretty big going down in about two hours. Everyone needs to use their passports and get off the head, stay off for the next eight or so hours. It's safer that way.

Anyone who stays behind when this goes down is risking sterilization. It's not a guarantee but it's a possibility. If that's not something you're worried about, feel free to stay behind and help us. But if it is, you need to leave in the next two hours. Now's a great time to visit Earth and get yourself something to eat. If you haven't used the passports before, find someone who has and they can help you.

Why isn't anyone here listening to anyone else?

We can't work against one another or everyone's going to suffer for it, not just the poor Tribbles! I get that there's too many of them to do anything right now. I understand that.. that people are trying to shrink the population while others are thinking up ways to save them.

But Li-Ming has said she has a place she can teleport them where they'll be safe and happy and looked after. And we have groups of people working on how to keep them from reproducing so quickly. And we have groups of people looking for places we can send them. And some people working on getting supplies.

And instead of everyone working together, we have lone people, and groups of people working against each other. Is it really that hard to talk to one another and listen without arguing?



If this is how adults act in times of crisis, I don't want to grow up anymore.

Delta's been crunching numbers and he's been so uptight about it he won't let me think.

We noticed food start to go missing on the 19th at around 11am, that's about 110 hours ago. The tribbles reproduce every 12 hours, with litters of up to ten. If we say it took about 100 tribbles to make that much of a dent in our food supply back on the 19th, and average each tribble having 6 babies each..

If we started with 100 tribbles on the 19th, saying each has 6 babies every 12 hours, at 110 hours.

And assuming a few have died off since then (what's the life expectancy on these things?)..

We should have about 1,007,769,600 of these things on Knowhere as of right now. By tomorrow at this time, 36,279,705,600.




We need to start killing these things. Right now.

[Edit]

Harry? Carlos? Li-Ming? James and Sirius? Am I missing any wizards?

Okay, people.

If you've got food stores somewhere, it's time to speak up. We need to put the food somewhere it's going to be safe and figure out some way to ration it. Or we need to start picking out what sauce tastes best on tribbles, because the market's entirely out of food, the mess is out of food, and the one place I had food squirrel away has been replaced by five dozen tribbles.

Who's got food? I've got hungry kids here

[Edit]

You got any, bring it to the Mess and Carlos, North or I will be there to collect it and find a safe spot for it. We'll also get it rationed and let everyone know where they can go to get their daily portions.

Where's the best food here?

No vegetables.

With as exciting as it is to see real life Tribbles...

Well, I think that just about anyone can finish that thought for me.

Who: Sara Ryder & Alphonse Elric
What: Al gets to meet a hamster!
When: Evening, after this.
Where: The Normandy.
Rating: PG
Status: Closed - In Progress

( He didn't want to be alone out here anymore. )

Okay so, the talking dog is the coolest thing ever. Actually pretty much all of this is the coolest thing ever.

Oh hey I found this under my bed, can I keep it?

( insert one photo of a tribble on a bed in the barracks. )

Who: Roy Mustang & Alphonse Elric
What: A long-needed talk.
When: Evening, after this.
Where: Mustang’s Apartment
Rating: PG-13 (Talk of death)
Status: Log - Complete

( Alphonse surprised Roy, too. He came asking for help. And that was genuinely the first time either one of the boys had done it.  )

I just found a Coca-Cola truck, like a full eighteen wheeler, apparently stocked with Coke.



Dibs.

[Filtered to Carlos]

Are you awake?

I got off-shift about an hour ago and headed to the mess to grab some breakfast for the troops (I'm looking at you, Ed, the bottomless pit that is Al, North, Harry, Tex and Mouse - Yes, Ed, Carlos has been cooking Earth food special just for you) and Carlos said they're crazy low on food?

I guess it was there yesterday.. but there's a lot of it missing today?

Ed, are you sleep-eating, is that why you're never hungry?

Miss Spider doing a little late-night snacking?

Are you squirreling it all away, Sam?

Maybe our favorite zombie is preparing for end-times here?

Seriously, people.. where'd the food go? I had to leave with smaller portions so there'd be enough for everyone else.