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[Locked to Lovers End Anon]
[After finally getting a chance to read some of the books.]

Why is there so much sex in your [...] novels?

[Locked to Loki]

Were you there?

[Locked to Snow White]

Are you well?

[Locked to Carol D]

Still whole?

[Locked to Snow W]

How fares the the practice?

( To run, to fly. )

[After discovering the comms no longer link to everyone although watching numerous little dots slow and presumably an end to the fighting]

If Bruce has finished doing whatever it is Bruce does, are you all coming back? Or returning to respective doors first? There are three doctors here, and enough coffee and food to feed an army.

Who: Thor and Snow
What: Thor comes to help Snow with a little problem.
Where: Fairy Tales door
When: Way backdated. After this
Warnings/Rating: Snow has fun. Shh, don't tell anyone.

( The soft lift of her lips hadn't left her yet, and amusement still shown in her eyes despite her attempts to take on a more serious expression. )

Sore wa... nanda?

Did anyone else hear that?
Was it just me?

Who: Anyone in the Marvel door + any invited parties/anyone that stumbles in
What: Marauders invasion second wave
Where: Marvel Door, En Route to Boston
When: NOW
Warnings/Rating: Probably violence.
Note: You can have your person already in Boston (see news post) or have them be on the way there.

[Tony clicks onto the Avengers + Guests comm. He's been on clean-up and rescue in NYC and when the news comes in he was practically asleep standing up between building excavation, and the only reason nobody noticed was because the suit can freeze in place without anyone noticing for at least three minutes. Tired, but in a deceptively good mood, he takes a break from Hulk-watch to scroll through a news feed.]

I hear Boston is pretty this time of year. I'm really in the mood to run from my problems and find new aliens to blow up. It makes me feel manly.

[Iron Man is in the air and the two crashed ships at the base of Stark Tower are gaping wide open. The military and SHIELD personnel that can be spared are spreading the word to board for a quick trip to Boston, and let's be real, if you're a civilian with some ability they're going to look the other way when you're boarding. Hours before, a lot of refugees were already lifted to Boston in the mistaken impression they'd be safe there.

The first ship is already in the air, the second standing ready.

He speaks through the armor and anyone nearby and on the comms can hear.] Cap? You up for round 2?

[Transcribed by JARVIS to the public journals during this.]

The "Marvel" New York Door is under alien attack right now, and I'm not even kidding. If you're not in it, consider this your warning, and stay the hell out.

Who: Anyone in the Marvel door + any invited parties/anyone that stumbles in
What: Marauders invasion
Where: Marvel Door, New York City
When: NOW
Warnings/Rating: Violence. Please mark in subject lines where your character is (i.e. Times Square, Broadway, etc)

[Thor made a point of keeping the skies clear until the first ship appeared, the dark hull blotting out the stars that should be seen in that area of space. He grinned and swung Mjolnir around slowly, storm clouds gathering overhead before the night was lit by lightning, outlining the many descending ships.

A bellow, a war cry, and then he was in the air.]

Are we using these as a yellow pages alternative now? Should I start asking for a handyman?

[Written in a flowing, careful script]

I dare not trust this magic that has brought about this journal, nor do I trust the fact that others may read what is exchanged upon these pages.

However, I must beseech you all. Please tell me, what do we know of these strange journals?

I can inform you of my identity, if it may aide in your response. I am the Lady Mary, the eldest daughter of the King of England, King Henry VIII. The last date that I recall is 1534, though the Mistress Anne Boleyn recalls a date in the future, 1536. How is this possible, pray tell?

I don't even know what is going on. I'm at home, out of all that snow and ice. I have my freedom back.

[Locked to Snow and Beast]
Have either of you seen Rose?

[Locked to Harry]
Are you still here? Everything has gone quiet. I'm not sure I trust it.

I'll take Earl back if it means going home.

oh hell fucking no.

Can someone help me? I'm in my own home but it doesn't feel right. I am writing in a journal but it seems that other people can read it. What kind of strange magic is this? It has to be magic.

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