Knowhere IC

How is everyone settling back in? Medical's back up and running (thanks, Doc) so as people start returning, if anything happens, we'll be ready to take it on.

Also, thanks to those of you who are bringing food back with you, and making special trips to bring back the food.

And for the people who helped transport the tribbles to new homes-- you know who you are. You're beautiful and we love you.

We could also use a little blood, so anyone who can donate, drop on by. We'll keep everything compartmentalized by who and where, it's just safer that way.

How the hell do you guys stay warm in this thing? I'm wearing like three layers and I still feel like my fingers are gonna fall off.

(  Filtered to Mary Winchester  )

So... now we've got piles of sterile non-native Tribbles on Knowhere, right?

How many is it okay to keep before people start calling you a crazy cat lady?

[Nebula]

I know we didn't meet under the best of circumstances (story of my life), but I think the time we spent stuck together was pretty interesting. Feel free to drop by my place whenever you like; you can try more Earth Terran food or whatever.

can someone bring me some narcotics and triptans and a bucket and sedatives question mark

i can't see comma so i can't go period

i'm at the truck period

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

Okay, so the fact that I accept this situation tells me my life is nuts.

Has anybody tried turning the multiverse off and on again?

Also why are there... are those Tribbles? Okay, I take it back, this is hilarious.

These damnable creatures, may they be eaten by hounds in Hel!

No sooner did I arrive and place my latest supply stores upon the ground did I notice a swarm of them inside the container, having already eaten every last bite! They must have fallen inside from above, likely having burst free of some ventilation.

I'm afraid that my latest delivery will be somewhat lacking. Please, fellows, continue to do your best to ration our wares. I have no doubt we will be - !!!!



No! No, release my cape! I will grind you to a paste beneath my heel, I swear it! Foul, wretched spot!



...ah, pardon my outburst. A small surprise had latched onto my attire.

Now. Despite my hatred for these tribbles, I caution you all: do no business with the Collector. Ignore his offer of reward - it will not profit you in the end. Yes, Tivan, you deplorable lout, I know you are here. You are an unending headache, and should I ever see you, my hammer will swiftly greet you between the eyes.

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.

So, several of our number here wish to end this ordeal with ice, and yet others would see it done in fire. How strange that the threat of these tiny creatures would inspire such poetry.


I am concerned, however, that our divided attentions will only prolong the problem, and it is a war of attrition that will surely claim many of us soon. Since my arrival to Knowhere, I have been dashing back and forth from here to Earth and other supply posts nearby literally non-stop - and I can honestly admit that I can go no faster and safely carry no more at a time. As my skills are not suited to subtlety, I can likely contribute nothing else to this dilemma; I will instead continue my efforts to relieve our barren stores.

Whoever is currently commanding this station must decide upon a solution. And to any who would see these 'Tribbles' spared...steel your nerve. We may yet fail to be skilled or kind enough to allow them to live.



[Edit]

A thought occurs, albeit perhaps without merit. Can we determine a way to lure them to one point? Are they attracted to a sound, or a smell? If they are all together, it would be a simple task for me to either destroy them all, or use a portal to take them away.

Advantage: apocalypse kids?

Yes, dark humor. But hey... tough times?

Stealing my Coke truck would be a fantastically bad idea.

And yes, I'll know who did it.

You have no idea how many cameras I have.

( Deliveries )

What have you spend your extra money on recently Knowhere, because I think I've spend mine on the best thing. Earth remains expensive, even if you get things in bulk.

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.

Hey Knowhere, what's up?

I need better friends, the crazy assholes I'm hanging out with are fucking nuts.

Wanna be friends? I can cook.

They never tell you that job hunting is gonna be a bitch when you're discharged.

Do you know how hard it is to get a job when your only skillset is not a skillset anyone needs?

So, Freelancer Agent North Dakota, reporting. That's a mouthful though, just call me North, everyone else does.

[ Obviously sounding somewhere less than sober but not exactly fall over drunk, there's a bit of a pause between when the message starts and her voice actually chimes in on the post]

Okay. So maybe deciding tonight was the night to break out Traynor's old bar-tending notes was not the best idea, but it happened. And there may have been some [...] Quad Kickers in there. And by some I mean, quite a few.

Which got me to thinking, slightly insensitive as this might be...but I've met quite a few of you...so...

( I've got a question for you. )
(OOC: Discussion of character death highly likely in the comments given the question under the cut. Just wanted to make sure people were aware.

Listen up.

I am not nice.

So whoever has that notion in their head, just know that I would kill you for a Klondike Bar.

I'm hungry.

T' whoever lef' ( 'dese ) on m' apartmen' doorknob..

Merci.

So hey! I'm back! Miss me?