Save Atlantis RPG

Hello everyone. It has been some time since I was here before, I see. For those who don't remember me, my name is Lady Sansa Stark, Queen of the North. For now, please call me Sansa or Lady of Winterfell, if you prefer a proper title.

I am not surprised to find myself here again. Can you tell me what may have happened recently? It seems a bit different from before. I'm going to be aiding in this war as an intake agent. I have learned I am not fit for battle, but I am able to assist with wars in many different ways.

Are Mal or Anthony Goldstein around, by chance? I am assigned to be living with them.

Just in case anyone has been looking for me or Clint, we realized we should probably tell everyone where we are. We are now living in Family 1 because we got married on June 4th. With a ring and everything. No, it didn't come out of a gumball machine.

We had planned on waiting until after the mission to say anything but Atlantis moved us in the middle of the night this past Monday so the cat is out of the bag. Once everyone is back, we'll throw a party or something unless someone else wants to throw us a party. We're not picky as long as there is cake.

It seems Atlantis has turned into a Disney sing-a-long. I suppose it could be worse.

Out of curiosity what do you all like to do when you start to feel homesick. I understand we always have the option of going home, but I think even choosing to stay would still come with a natural feeling of missing our family and friends that aren't here. I've cleaned the flat so many times now that

There is the wine tasting at Cava tonight, I've considered going.

Filtered to Charlie Montgomery

Do you miss them? Our family, I mean.

I've been debating asking this since I got here, but I probably should just go for it and find out. Because. I know I'm not in Kansas anymore. Well, Queens, but you get the point. You know that feeling you get when people seem to be aware of everything and you're out of the loop?

Yeah. My senses are tingling. You've all said I have been here before.

So. I gotta just come out and ask: if I say Spiderman, do you all know who he is?

Also, someone else tell Mr. Stark he's not old! Not ancient, at least. I think he's pretty cool.

Well, hi everyone! Not my usual vlog, but it's still a pretty cool way to get to know people here. What's up, Atlantis?

Peter Parker here. So, tell me what's fun to do here. Anything exciting happen?

The trumpet is really cool, but the dogs don't like it very much.

[Filtered against Violet Parr]

So May has been awful in almost every possible way. We should do something fun. Violet missed her birthday while she was gone, so we should have some kind of party. Something she'd like. The Doctor's gone and so is Thorin

Happy birthday, Bella!

I didn't know strawnberries were that amazing. But according to a strawbetty itself, they are!


callie spinnet.

Hi.

[ PLOT :: ♆ - Strawberries are all over Atlantis today! Taste them, learn about them, enjoy them! If you try and avoid them though, you might find one jumping on your shoulder and whispering sweet nothings to you. ]

So, what the fuck was the point of that meant to be?

[To people in the Arena]

I'm sorry. I panicked regressed wasn't suited to a leadership role when we were in there and I apologise for that. I should've been stronger more put-together.

Thank you to everybody who helped in various ways, though. I owe you all drinks and dinner if/when you feel up to it.

[Separate filters to Bones and Pike, same message]

Sorry you had to watch me being a mess, apparently. Kind of embarrassing.

[ALL ARENA SURVIVORS]

You don't have to be okay. I just want you to know that. Even if you're doing well with counseling or talking or whatever ... if you need to be somewhere you don't have to talk, I'm happy to just sit with you. And we don't have to say anything.

[PEVENSIES + JULIE]

Ed, when you eventually read this, I want you to understand that I'm incomprehensibly proud of you. Your behaviour has reminded me of that Kipling poem ...

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

Reyna, Peter, Lucy, Julie ... darlings I'm sorry.

I have a lot of questions right now.

Also, surprise? I'm back!

This is not what I imagined my first tropical island stay to be like.

There's a distinct lack of John and an overabundance of deathly peril.

I'm so sorry guys.

I know this means shit all but if anyone needs dry socks I have an extra pair. They say they're "women's" but for fuck's sake they're socks. For hiking and camping and all manner of stuff like that. And they stretch.

Beware of your surroundings and don't trust the arena. Don't open any strange packages. Stay close to each other.

What the fuck

Hello, everyone. I'm Edmund Pevensie. If you were in Atlantis, you might know me as an assistant district attorney at the courthouse. If not, you may have read those bloody books

I don't know who all is here, but a roll call wouldn't be a bad idea. I expect we'll get back to Atlantis soon, but if anyone was injured when the bears attacked or otherwise needs help, I've some experience in living in the wilderness like this. We're well set up on this island, except for the barrier, and the better we are at working together, the better we'll do.

The Hunger Games. That lighthearted, coming-of-age fable in which teenagers compete for supremacy. Oh, wait. No. I'm thinking of Mean Girls.

So how are we getting out of this?


[Octavia]

O, are you here?

I really hope you're not but I can't deny I'd feel a lot better about our chances of survival if you are.

[Posted at 2:34pm]

Yeah, fuck work! Why the fuck do I get up at aass-o'clock every morning and go in every day when I could be doing this???

One of the charms of Atlantis was that it's not much at all like home. Oh well.

[Jill Dragomir]

Why didn't they assign you a proper guardian? Out of all the possibilities, I'm glad it's Palm Springs, but I still don't like you being out in our world without any of us there with you.

[Clint Barton, Mal, Violet Parr, Atreus (Team 22 minus Jill)]

Jill comes back with a scratch on her and you might find yourselves singing I'm A Little Teapot at the top of your collective lungs in the snow outside the base entrance wearing a banana costume every morning for a month.

after getting a chance to read some so-called "fairy tales"...i've come to the conclusion that just about every adult in my life back home has lied about something having to do with their past. i guess i should've expected it, considering.

really hating that the whole singing thing a few days ago made me more homesick than i thought. i never realized before how quiet it could get.