Multiverse of Madness

Son of a bitch!! Cas is gone again. AGAIN. This is fucking horseshit. Fuck this fucking bullshit place!

I hate this.

Fix this shit, ASAP. Tell me whoever you need stabbed or whatever needs destroyed or whatever needs to happen to end this. If that's what needs to be done, do it. Or I'll do it. Just point me in the right direction.

Is my world even still where I left it? Does anybody at all know about it??

[All residents in the facility, Little Wakanda, and New Asgard receive an invitation]

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Okay, big question assholes.

All this time and effort spent to get ONE FUCKING DICK back here and no one- fucking no one is trying to figure out where the people who have gone missing went? What the FUCK!?

Fucking fuckfaces!

Fuck you ALL!

What the actually fuck!?

Thinking about starting up some archery classes, if anyone might be interested. (Never fear, assorted moms and dads and uncles and aunts and all -types therein, I'll use foam everything.)

( [Kate, Dick, Melissa, Clark, Helena, Dylan, America, Daisy, Sam (Winchester), Dean, Castiel, Derek, Bobby, J'onn, Five, Yelena, Klaus, Ivy, and Carmen] )

( [Kate, Dick, Melissa, Helena, America, Dylan, Sam (Winchester), Dean, Castiel, Derek, Bobby, Five, Yelena, Klaus] )

( [Daisy, Barbara, Olivia, Shuri] )

( [Team Magic, without Strange] )

( [The OG Avengers, plus Sam and Bucky-Unsent] )

( [Nat] )

( [Pepper] )

I would like to meet the alligator.

I don't want to hear it.

Also, we definitely need magical defense training.

[Castiel & Bobby Singer]

All right. The curiosity is too much. I want some spoilers. I know you got some, Cas.

This is the longest I have stayed in one place.

What does one do when they aren't running?

I have found that I like tacos.

Many people had lost a friend or a loved one over the last few weeks/months. Cath hadn't, though she vaguely remembered what it felt like. The least she could do was help to support her friends in this new world in the only way she knew how: food. She baked special meals of steak and kidney pies, and personal cheesecakes for dessert. These were delivered to Tony (and Pepper), Dean, and Clark, along with a brief, handwritten note of condolences from Cath.

So, Cas is gone.

( tw: alcohol )

Sent immediately after his prayer

Castiel
You ok? Did it happen to you too?

Hate to be an imposition, but help. Please help.

Also, could somebody tell me what the blazes is going on?

But mostly help.

Private to Sabrina Spellman

I read other people's public posts, just to get that out of the way. I noticed on Castiel's that you said your pops is Satan. I have some questions if you have some time to talk.

There are lemon tarts in the kitchen for anyone with a sweet-and-sour tooth. They will likely go fast.

Has the portal stabilized for the moment? My grace appears to have returned to a normal level and I wonder if there is some sort of connection.

[Dean]
You don't have to think so loud. I can hear you all the same.

Yes. I know what day it is.

Good news is there's no sign of him. Or anything else unusual.

With the Asgardians in orbit, we have the Statesman paying special attention to anything strange. So far nada.

So, anyone seen this Collector guy? He disappeared from his room this morning. We should probably find him.

P.S. Still no sign of Ross.

P.S.S. The portal is down for maintenance. Still getting people coming through. Prefer not to send anyone to the other side until I've done a few more tests.

...

P.S.S.S. Great birthday. Many kudos. That is all.

Castiel
You can't hear me anymore, can you? I read your messages with Pepper. They weren't private.

Charlie
You didn't go through one of those portals, did you?

Wednesday, you son of.

Greetings. Between the moaning Happy and the not-to-be-hidden poptarts, I'm almost convinced this is a fever dream. But I don't have those, so it seems unlikely.

Is there someone named Salim here?

Never really thought much about the afterlife, but when I did, it didn't involve social media.

Who do I need to talk to about dietary restrictions?

I was gonna introduce myself differently, but it seems like Lockheed has gone exploring. If anyone sees a purple creature that looks like a dragon, could you let me know? I'm Kate Pryde.

Hello, all. Will you please let me know if you are experiencing any side effects from the portals? I.E. weakened magic, etc. After talking to Stephen, we would like to see if there are any patterns.

Thank you.

Goddamnit, is anything around here ever normal?

Dumb question, I know. Bite me.

I read Stark's post. What does that even mean? We're Wakandan now?

Helena
I heard people might be coming here to start stir up some trouble? Are you armed? If not, you should be. If so, you got anything to spare? Like a gun or a good bowie knife? All my stuff is back home.

Steve
Just out of curiosity, those vampires you were fighting with the other me. Did they come through the portal, or were they from this world?

Charlie
You handling all this alien stuff okay?

Okay, so I don't have the brains for tech or putting together ships. I've got super strength and tactical skills. Kind of not really into the whole waiting around for someone to attack us thing, so I was thinking maybe I would do some training for people who maybe want more skills or need some skills for fighting in case it comes to that.

Besides the look on a dude's face when you throw them over your shoulder is really funny, and every woman should learn this skill.

Well this place has gotten a lot busier in the last month.

Hi, portal people. I'm Sam Wilson, the Falcon, I'm one of the Avengers in this universe. I'm also a certified peer counselor, and when I get my license renewed, a paramedic, so I'm available if anyone needs help getting used to things here. My history's mostly with soldiers returning from active duty and/or being frozen for seventy years, so I've got a bit of experience with trouble acclimatising. I'm willing to bet I've got plenty of paperwork to catch up on but feel free to hit me with the highlights in the meantime. After spending four weeks with two hyperactive under-10s I'm not really looking forward to sitting down and reading it all.

My car didn't happen to drop down the rabbit hole too, did it? Black 76 chevy impala. Don't mess with the trunk if you find it. Don't try to get in the car. I have the keys. Just come find me.

Sammy? Are you here too? Cas? Jack? Mom? Anyone?

Tag dump, please ignore

Crazy couple of days, right kids?

Okay. So, good news! Everyone's back and recovering. The door is stable. And I figured out a way to re-route any newcomers safely to a different launchpad (that's what I'm calling it now). You're welcome. I'm amazing. You can leave your praise here.

Bad news: if you do go through that door, there are vampires. Yes. Vampires with teeth and drinking blood and the whole nine yards. Apparently, the town on the other side has a bit of an infestation.

If you choose to go through and have laser eyes or any other kind of 'enhanced ability', just know it might not work there. That's what happened with Steve, Carol, and Diana. So be prepared.

But I would call this an overall success. The Winchester boys can go home just as soon as they're ready. You're welcome. We'll work on opening up a few more doorways after I've gotten some more readings on this one.

For now, I'm going to bed.

Hello.

...

Is this going through?

...

This is Captain Carol Danvers. We are in urgent need of assistance. We have a team member down.

...

Goddamnit Stark, if this is working, we need you to respond now!

Think I maybe, might have, kind of broke rule number one already. I mean, technically it was a brisk walk. I call it a brisk walk. But I guess running is a matter of perspective. In my defense, I was hungry.

Oh! I'm Wally West. Hi! Nice place you have here. Especially the kitchen.

Question, though, why is each individual slice of cheese labelled? Is that like a thing here? Who has the label maker? Can I label stuff?

Before I head out on my mission, I baked last night when I couldn't sleep. You'll find several big bowls of banana pudding in the fridge and three pies on the counter, apple, custard, and pumpkin.

Enjoy and Happy Easter.

I know the aim here is to get everyone back to wherever it is they call home, but in the meantime, if you have want or need of documentation: come see me. Driver’s license, passport, social security number, credit history - nothing fancy. I understand the sense in having everyone in one place, but in case you’ve got a yen to grab a car and take a day trip out to see Fallingwater or a ball game or whatever your personal equivalent is, you shouldn’t have to feel like you’re under house arrest. Having docs in order will make that a hell of a lot easier.

Hello. I’m the blonde bombshell they all call Dinah - Tony’s very kind words not mine.

Anyway, have you all seen the kitchen?! Of course you all have, who hasn’t! And, is it true you need your food labeled? Will we be getting mini fridges in our rooms if food keeps disappearing?

I swear I’m almost done with the twenty questions here. Can anyone tell me how I got here in the first place? Are there any theories that should be shared with the class?

Thank you for the chocolate bunny, May. I forgot it was Easter in all the crazy.

I only arrived late yesterday, but you have a pretty cool set up here. Just a couple of questions, I’m not really one to sit about or mooch off others, so can I get a job while I’m here? Also, I need some clothes which aren’t tactical gear, so does Amazon even deliver to an Avengers facility? On the back of that I don’t have any cards on me that will work in this universe, so how can I actually purchase said clothes?

Oh, can someone remind me not to drink with Carol in future. Why do all Danvers’ have crazy alcohol tolerance?

My name’s Dick Grayson, by the way, should have led with that. Former acrobat, currently unemployed. I enjoy free running, climbing and jumping off of tall buildings.

[Tony]
I have tech implants in my eyes that may need maintenance at some point. Or removal. Can you take a look? Or someone on your team?

Can someone explain to me why there's a robot in the kitchen labeling everything?

Has Tony finally went off the deep end?

Good morning!

It's morning, right? Technically it's after midnight so it's morning.

Anyway, I hope you all got to meet a few of our newcomers from yesterday: Carol Danvers and Diana Prince. Both magnificent ladies and only one ruined a ten-thousand-dollar piece of equipment. I will let you figure out which. Don't worry, have it covered!

But, yeah, that's old news. New-news is we have two more. Dean Winchester came through. Sam? Wherever you are, your brother is paging. Also, you didn't tell me he was the more handsome twin.

We also have the lovely Dinah Lance. Unlike some blonde bombshells, she arrived without setting off an alarm.

Okay, I'm done.

Oh! I uh, have an idea to send you all home. Team meeting in the conference room 8:00am sharp for those interested!

-Tony

P.S. Who ate all my pizza?