Save Atlantis RPG

This is one for the scrapbooks, I think.

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Do I need to remind people not to go out at night, right now? Be careful in the day, too. If anybody has to be somewhere and you know you're not physically strong enough to fight off an attacker, ask somebody to walk you to your door. I'm down to help, even if it does probably feel patronising and demeaning. I don't want to see more of this.

[Medical]

Daisy's been attacked. She's walking, we're on our way.

Interesting story:

I was taking a walk, working on a project problem, when I "felt" someone behind me.

That someone was a polar bear. A polar bear that followed me down the beach and wouldn't leave me alone until I scratched behind its ears.

Atlantis is a hell of a place.

So. Carnival's rolled around and I haven't had nearly enough tooth-rotting food in the past few months.

Anybody down for accompanying me until I'm ready to puke from candyfloss?

Well, if this don't beat all. Hell of a step up from Diamond City, I gotta say. I'm actually feeling a little grubby by comparison; normally I get to feel like a class act because I'm one of a half dozen guys in town who know how to tie a necktie.

For the people doing the staring: I'm a synth. A jumped-up robot with a mind of my own, basically, but not quite as fancy as the new ones that look and work just like average joe humans. Fancier than the ones that just follow Institute orders, though, so you don't have to worry that I'm gonna start shooting lasers at you. I'm actually going back on the old Protect and Serve beat here.

So, this looks like a place that's probably got a good mechanic. Anybody know where I can find 'em? I haven't had time for a full tune-up in a while, and if I don't go for it now I'll have Ellie on my case.

Now that I've had a chance to get my feet under me...

Hello Atlantis. Name's Howard Stark. You may have heard of me.

The folks in medical here really know their shit. I owe you one for making sure my dumb ass didn’t bite it.

Who would I bring my Thunder suit to for repairs? My go-to guy isn’t here, he’s the one who designed it and built it. So I’m in need of someone I trust to look at it and make sure all’s well.

ISABELA, CLARICE & DAISY:

It was good working with all of you. Drinks sometime? Feels like we’ve earned it.

THOR:

I should’ve said this before, but this month has been a mess trying to sort my head out after our visitors left. So I just wanted to say I’m glad that in some future, I asked you to co-parent with me. He’s a good kid.

There's been a hell of a people-influx lately. my dad, the wrong Peter I should probably introduce myself to the masses because I'm pretty sure I'm going to be working closely with a few of you: Tony Stark. Lead Engineer, asshole. I take my coffee black with three shots and creamer and I really hate long walks on the beach. Sand gets fucking everywhere.

[Spider-People]

I don't know any of you and I don't know if you know me, but I'm going to throw out the offer that if you need help with your tech or a place to work on it, I can offer the labs up or my expertise.

[Stephen]

Sorry I've been...kind of AWOL. Peter left, my dad's apparently here and there's a fuckton more Spider-men/women/whatever. It's a lot. Do you want to grab dinner sometime?

I decide to stick around, Atlantis, and this is how you repay me? Not cool, Atlantis. Not cool.


Tony, a little help here?

I swear to fucking god if I run into another sprig of mistletoe I'm going to engineer a virus to completely wipe it out as a plant. I'm warning you, Mistletoe.

[Invitations written to people he knows from the MCU, Emmeline and anybody else you'd consider Tony's friend and posted through their doors - sorry I'm really bad at remembering]

Feel free to join for a holiday meal at 5pm on the 23rd December at Cinders.

+1s are welcome and encouraged. Just bring your funtime hats and don't be a misery.

The person behind the line in me at Snoozle was thinking about Mambo No5, but they could only remember two lines.

I'm ready to drill a hole in my own head to get them out of mine.

The whole 'wake up in a weird place' thing isn't exactly an unknown concept to me, but I didn't actually take anything last night. If this is a kidnapping, I'm probably not the best choice of victim. Too well known.

[OOC: Tony is deaged today!]

Dad's here. Well not here here, but he's here. And glaring.

I keep seeing him for like, seconds, in mirrors. It's like being in hell all over again except he's not, y'know, peeling my skin off and stuff.

So yeah, that's a thing. Livvy, he says hi. Or well, he doesn't but he's got that, you doomed the Gemini look which could be you as much as me to be fair.

Also is this cause I cheated in the maze? Cause that's lame if it is. I only cheated a little.

I feel like Atlantis gets off on this Sorry I've been kind of AWOL. Clearing up all the shit at Base took far more energy than ever anticipated and I've been in a Pumpkin Spice induced coma ever since.

[Stephen]

Connor's gone. I don't think you really talked, but he was good. Good kid. Are you busy tomorrow?

[Peter]

How're things holding up your end?

I can't believe nobody invited me to the party that's clearly going on in town.

Did I just see somebody dressed as a clown? In broad daylight?

God damn, Atlantis.

It's like the coins held it in all over the past two months and then like, let it out. There's an analogy there I'm not gonna make.

I've had Moana in my head all god damned day for some reason. I apologise to anybody who's had to endure my awful renditions.

[Stephen Sampson - Notes left on the fridge]

I think I kicked you last night a lot for some reason. I had a bunch of weird dreams about swimming?? And flying?

So I made you lunch.

I also bought a ton of succulents the other day and I think they're coming in the mail today so please treat my new children carefully xx

Apparently Starbucks have the acronym "PSL" trademarked, which makes it slightly dangerous if I start serving Pumpkin Spiced Lattes of any sort.

Seriously. Free coffee for a month for the best name so I can put it on the menu.

Does anybody run a T-shirt printing company?

I've decided I'm making 'I Got Struck By Lightning And All I Got Was This Stupid T-Shirt' t-shirts.

Like, I would have appreciated superpowers rather than getting jittery for 5 minutes and not even getting a badass lightning scar.

Oh my god, I missed hot tubs. So much.