Rooms

[Public as Eddie N.]

Since my last shrink died in a supervillain accident, I'm looking for a new one. Preferably someone who used to be in Vegas and barely even knows what "Arkham" is.

WHO Eddie and Steph.
WHAT Post throwing Harl in Arkham talk.
WHEN Recently.
WHERE Their homestead, Old Gotham.
WARNING sads, some talk of PTSD/anxiety disorders.
( “Look! I found a sunbeam! In Gotham! It’s a miracle someone call Star City!” )

[locked to dick g.]

[Blink, blink.] Hey. [...] I wanted to apologize for snapping at you awhile back.

[package to cass c.]

[Sent to wherever she's living now is the Batgirl suit and equipment Stephanie's Cass had given her all those years ago. It's been repaired, and looks completely brand-new, and some of the equipment has been updated. On a handwritten note (so formal!):]

A Cass gave this to me years ago, and I held onto it. But you need it now more than I do. Take good care of it, though I know you will.

Steph

[Public]

I am aware that we have new occupants of our door, and it is now available to regular visitors as well. I thought it only polite to greet you. I am Diana of Themyscira, otherwise known as Wonder Woman. If you have questions or concerns I will endeavor to answer them for you. I caution visitors to be wary, it can be a very dangerous place. If Gotham is not to your liking, Metropolis is an active place, and I speak highly of Gateway City.

Please follow the laws of the land.

Thank you.

[Locked to Death]

I ran the tests and I have a few ideas.


EDIT: [Locked to Pepper Potts]

Hi Pepper. It's Bruce. I think I need a favor.



EDIT: [Locked to Steve Rogers and Tony Stark EXTREMELY RELUCTANTLY]

Hi.

Tony, I'm borrowing money. From you/Pepper. We already talked. Sorry. Someone needs to go to the hospital and I don't have any money to pay for it.

She's from the DC door but it's not what you think. I made sure she has no viruses or anything like that. She has malnutrition and dehydration and I think she would have died if I left her there. It's complicated and I can't really get into more than that. But. She's here. She doesn't have a plague. She's just weak and we're going to the hospital.

Isn't it ironic, when your life ends up an Alanis Morissette song?

This place is too quiet.

[Locked to Avengers + Bucky Barnes and Peggy Carter]

I'm not used to thi I'm just informing you that I'm about to head out of the country area for a mission. I leave in the morning. It shouldn't take long.

[Peter Parker]
I'll be out of town for a bit; let me know if anything important happens with those affected by the pulse.

[It's been a relatively sunny week in Marvel's New York City, the crisp of winter is, it's only really getting cold at night. The days have been a pleasant 65-70 degrees with partly cloudy, or sunny skies, spring has certainly sprung.

Despite the forecasted sun, several times throughout the next few days, and into the evenings there are spurts of downpours, they don't last long, and seem to be centered in various locations throughout the city at varying times of the day. They don't move - they just stop. Quick gusts of wind pick up in midtown during the morning and evening commute times - but they don't last long either.

Overnight a thunder storm, seemingly centered over Newark, rages for about ten minutes around 1 AM - there isn't really any damage other than what you'd find if you forgot to put something away and a thunderstorm hit.

The thunder is loud, the downpour is heavy, and the lightning cracks in the sky. Power goes out for about fifteen minutes - but is restored with little to no consequence, a tree branch got caught in a power line. Like the rest of the weird weather over the day, the storm doesn't move outward and onward, it just stops. The weathermen are a bit stumped - but what do they know anyway?]