Multiverse of Madness

Ugh. The only thing I have any real training in outside of fighting monsters is archaeology. Do you know how ☠️☠️☠️☠️ hard it is to get a job in archaeology when you can't specialise in magical artifacts? The field is ☠️☠️☠️☠️ and I don't even really like the non-magical side of it anyway. I've got to find something to do to fund my new hobby of creating a drinkable high alcohol content tea now that I'm stuck in another bloody dimension from the family estate.

In case anyone hasn't heard yet, Jinn and I have set up a car service. We've both been professional drivers before coming here and have permission from Tony to use some of his cars. We can go anywhere accessible by car but would prefer extra notice for longer trips. Right now, the best way to request a ride is just to contact one of us directly, we can give you a price quote and work out times.

That being said, if anyone was interested in a job I think some sort of dispatch position might be good. We're working out of all three locations and some coordination with a central booking person would likely lead to less confusion and we wouldn't have to worry about answering phones when we're already driving. If you're interested, just let one of us know.

Possibly also someone with programming skills to work on an app? It's not a priority yet, but it might become one at some point.

Jinn
I've spoken to the guys in charge of the Asgardian Villiage, none of them know how to drive the cars here so I've gotten them set up with us. They don't know the technology well either, figured this might be the way to go.

As there are new people on the network, I thought it would be a great time to extend a welcome to those who I have yet to speak to.

I am Okoye, Wakandan General and Head of Security for the Wakandan Consulate. While you are welcome within our walls, It is important to make yourself familiar with the laws and rules of this world.

Should you need assistance, We have left pamphlets in the lobby of the apartment.

[King T’Challa]
King Loki of Asgard seems concerned about the safety of his settlement. I have offered to spare some of our generals to train his people in some defensive skills. It would not be entirely like the training that we put our Soldiers through, but I will happily devise a course and schedule for them.

If you desire, I could extend the same training to those in the Compound, but with all the heroes, I doubt they will need it.

Also, the Security schedule is on your desk.

[Shuri]
You’re remembering to eat? Do I need to go back to having meals sent to your lab?

Due to recent events, and then again to even more recent events, we're making some changes to the security protocols around here. We will no longer be using biometrics to grant access to compound facilities. Effective immediately, or as immediately as we can get these things distributed, you will need a personally-assigned keycard or badge to gain entry. Lanyards or badge reels will be provided upon request or forced upon you if you fail to keep tabs on the keycard.

You may find that you no longer have access to certain areas of the compound, particularly the garage. We're not running a rental service here, but if you do need to borrow a ride, the car keys are available in a locked valet box by the door. Be respectful. Some of these cars are classics.

I procured an occupation in a nearby town so I will not be available during business hours Monday - Friday. I will be working as a computer technician for a marketing firm. I will use my human form for this so please do not think a stranger has moved in.

( My human form )

[Viv]

How are you, love?

To whom it may concern,

I wish to launch a taxi service for those who have been displaced by the portals. I was a cab driver in my world and I am experienced in dealing with New York manners. I have never burned a passenger to a crisp. Not even those who deserved it.

As a new Wakandan citizen whatever that means, what body can grant the appropriate license for such a business? And where can I buy a car?

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?

Tag dump, please ignore