NO EXITS

I have my own room now. Rat party in #502 with enough corndogs for everyone.

Peter was very nice, I'm sorry for those of you who knew him.

Oh no, I am not participating in this. I'm staying in my room. Unless you want to play carnival games. I went with Steve and it was a lot of fun.

...but that's the only way.

Right, yes. I just wanted to say - hi, hello, I'm here. And my magic is with me as well, so I'm available if anyone needs ice coffins again.

Which is so macabre to have to bring up, but necessary - just please no one need ice coffins this week. It doesn't seem like a particularly brutal week but I guess you never can tell what will happen. Maybe that giant fake sun could fall on someone's head.

I'm extremely morbid in this post, I think I spent too long as a vampire.

Lucky's back! He's back! I'm so happy to see his cute little one-eyed face again. I woke up with a dog face THIS CLOSE to mine and puppy breath smooching me, with butt waggling doggo goodness. You have no idea how happy I am to see this guy. My sanity in this

We went into town, and oh man. If you thought Cats! was weird, you're going to have a super blast here. So far no cat buttholes, but I'd watch out for narrators singing to you what's going to happen, a misogyny song, and probably a song with a list in it. Tropes, tropes, and more tropes!

(PRIVATE TO STEVE HARRINGTON)

friend, where are you?

(PRIVATE TO BUCKY BARNES)

I'm worried about you.

I woke up and Sebastian was with me! But he's ... bigger. But shorter?

( she sent them at random, whoever replies first can do it )

We come up on a group decision to start getting everyone out yet? I don't know the chain of command here, but I think we know enough at this point to see there's no benefit to leaving anyone in those pods.

Come out of a paradise world where you barely have to do anything for yourself, wake up in a pod with no left arm, get flushed out with the trash, only to be picked up by kindly scavengers in a body that barely functions and has to relearn everything, and learn you're in the middle of a war for survival.

How messed up is my life that I'm fucking relieved?

What fucking fresh hell is this now? Has it really been three weeks? Also, I have some questions for whoever in this post-apocalyptic hellscape shaved my nutsack...

Well, a week has passed and we’re still here.

Anyone else thinking about investing in real estate?

On a more serious note I’ve made a friend with one of the ship captains who said she’d help me take a small group to the power plant to look for some of our people. It’s not without risk, obviously. And it comes with a caveat that we help her take out a harvester machine. But I’m not doing anything else this week. So, anyone interested in a little mischief?

Has anyone seen Sebastian???

What.

is this real
or am I
is this h

Did anyone else get drafted into the dystopian rummage sale army or is it just me?

Hi, so - Mobius and I made krumkake if anyone wants us to deliver some to you. It's a dessert from my homeland, kind of like a thin, crisp cookie in a cone shape with a cream filling - very tasty. We made a lot too, so there's plenty for all of the people here and the new ones who showed up.

Question of the day: what is the best candy?

And, for those of you who prefer to dwell on the opposite question: what is the worst candy?

I'm trying to decide what to stock up on before we're relegated to the wastelands once more.

[FILTERED TO FANDRAL]

Because I am a trickster of my word, I have reservations for tomorrow for dinner. You do know how to dress appropriately for Midgardian fine dining, aye? If not we'll sort it out. I have fistfuls of money that I liberated from someone distinctly awful.

New York is everything people in small towns accuse it of being.

I don't recall there ever being a college campus in the middle of Central Park before, but this is obviously New York City, right? What year is it? And what was with that disappearance notification? I'm not supposed to exist The time traveller said

[...] There isn't anyone named David Haller here, is there?

Who wants to see Cats?

If anyone needs anything at all, let me know and my beautiful rat army will bring it you.

However, that is how I ended up in prison, so I will need to know that if I disappear, my one phone call will be to... shit, who would I call?

So. Last week was terrible.

As much as I normally love this city, who wants to check out what Hawaii in the 80s was like and sip piña coladas on the beach?

Hello. I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion.

It is currently a brisk 42 degrees Fahrenheit. Please wear a sweater or jacket if you are going outside. There is also a 50% chance of rain. Bring an umbrella.

Is anyone in need of medical assistance?

I have also been informed that my hugs are particularly soothing for those with emotional distress.

Do we almost die a lot?

There's some sort of field around this island that's preventing me from opening portals to get us off this island.

I'd almost think that something wanted us here.

Shame we can't retrieve all you from the island with our ship. It's far too small. Just me and Az and the two guys that came with it.

Hey - reset is coming. I'm sure you'll all be fine.

hey i
know tgat that THAT the shipis dead but

oh wait where the filter
aw whio cares

LOKI IS THIS YOU

So, in case you missed the memo, The Derleth sank.

Most of us have, somewhat miraculously, washed up on an island none of us even saw from the battle at sea. We're still figuring out the logistics of the little things people need; food, shelter, fresh water. At least it's only two more days.

Some of us are missing. Check in here if you'd like to let the others know you're okay or inquire about the status of someone you haven't seen recently.

No, none of us knows that this means for the reset. The closest the campus came to being completely demolished was about half, and that was months ago. One of the dorms never came back and was later replaced with a black monolith. But new arrivals appear to be showing up on the island with us so...

Maybe that's a good sign? Fuck if I know.

Any of you still out there, watch out. The people that attacked us knew our capabilities and were prepared to counteract them accordingly.

I have a couple of questions now. First of all, what happens now with the campus that was supposedly turned into a ship? Will it still be there next week?

And more importantly, where in Bast's name is Natasha Romanoff?

hi yes hello

i've been walking around this island for hours now and haven't seen a school, can someone please find me?

They had an execution today. Broh, they do some pretty gnarly shit to pirates here in Port Royal. I haven't cheered that loud since — well, since I was an idealistic young guy.

But hey! Port Royal. You gotta say it like Pulp Fiction. Port Royale with Cheese.

Fuuuuuuuck, I am super drunk.

My dearest friend,

Welcome to Derleth.

I am so sorry I could not be there to greet you myself, but I trust you'll find your way around soon enough. Most of the students have not yet arrived for the new semester and so I've arranged for [your?] lodging on campus. You'll find a key in your pocket. Just like old times, eh?

Should the experiment go as planned, for one week we will be able to displace time and space itself. I believe with my calculations we will be able to control the effects and no one shall be the wiser. To anyone not directly involved it will be imperceptible.

Feel free to wander the campus in the meantime. We'll begin the experiment at [muffled] Hall, on Thursday, precisely at midnight.

We'll show them, won't we?

Un Sacrificium Parvis ob Adagnitio.