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I've just got a random every day sort of query. Say someone was in need of some rope. Is there a stash of that somewhere? Or would another trip through the doors be necessary? Asking for a friend.

Thanks for everyone who came last Friday to Pancho's. Thanks to those who have helped with the repairs.

America and Jan, if you come near my bar I will hurt you. I mean that very literally.

Um, hey everyone. Wassup?

I'm Miles and I got here a few days ago, right before two girls trashed the bar. Which was kinda cool and weird. I'm a friend of Peter Parker (the older one), but it's kind of a long story. Anyone, I figured it couldn't hurt to try this thing out. Also, I wanted to see if anyone might be willing to maybe hang since Peter's been busy rebuilding the bar.

Judging by the activity on this device, we're all strangers in a strange land. I'd say that's comforting, but-- well. No I wouldn't. It's not comforting. Is everyone a witch, then? I tried to open the Road and wound up here. It's like the Bar With No Doors. Except...a town.

I'm not even sure if this transmission will reach anyone, but I have to try.

Hello. My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi. I've crashed my ship on this planet, but I haven't been able to contact my allies. It is imperative that I return to my mission as soon as possible. Any assistance would be greatly appreciated, and I will do what I can to repay you in the future.

So this dimension comes equipped with cell service. Great. So much for an off-the-grid getaway across the multiverse.

Now, does anyone have any weed?

Doctor Stephen Strange, MD. Which means I have a prescription, if need be.

Okay, sort of an announcement. Old Man Parker and I have been working on a pet project for a little while and I think it's about done. So, I'm pleased to announce Pancho's Bar will officially be opening this Friday.

We're just a few doors down from Coffee, but feel free to come by and check it out of you are so inclined. You can't miss us. We're the gaudy building with all the Christmas lights hanging from the outside and the hand-painted Pancho's sign.

...We're still working on the decor.

So I finally stopped messing around and started pulling apart my hyperdrive, that means I'll be draining the hypermatter. I didn't anticipate this being an issue since I couldn't power it up even before my less than conventional landing, I expected it to be empty since all the rest of my fuel vanished but it looks like I have about half a cup left.

Anyway, for those who don't know, hypermatter has a reputation for being unstable. I'm not interested in blowing anybody up so I'm out here next to my crash site. If you happen to see a bright blue light and then an explosion, just remember I died trying to help the group and that I wouldn't mind a statue in my honor.

So those doors, they go anywhere? Do you get to choose where you go?

Need something better than the boring old clothes you found when you first arrived? Never fear, for Van Dyne's is here! I've officially re-opened my business here in Starklandia, right next door to COFFEE! Figured we might as well start a shopping district here, right?

I've got all sizes and styles, so stop in and take a look! I will happily provide it for free or, if you're so willing, snackies! I'm starting to run low on chocolate and would happily take a refill!

This gadget is not nearly as intuitive as my home system was but I suppose it will have to do for now. Hello, I'm Effie Trinket - once the highest ranked Games Escort in all of Panem - and I think it's about time I do some socializing.

However, as I am currently house-bound though I would hardly call this a house I cannot be present at any community functions. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Is there any chance we might be going home soon?

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Hello? CAN PEOPLE READ THIS? I nee

This is a really weird murder attempt, by the way. Branching out, are we?

There should be more of a welcoming part than a note with directions to a room. Also, the directions are assuming people follow directions well.

All stations, all stations, all stations.
This is Gold Three of Gold Squadron, New Republic fleet.
Unsure of position, lost power two and a half parsecs out of Chandrila, drifted for approximately six hours.
Hit atmo at a bad angle, rode it down hard. Y-Wing now pile of smoking scrap.
Requesting evac from unknown planet and salvage crew.
No injuries. Supplies enough to last a standard week.
No sign of locals but this sector of the world is inhabited.
Currently piggy-backing off local network, unsure if this signal is strong enough to break atmo.
Will repeat message in forty-eight standard hours.
Over.

Okay, here's hoping this works.

My name is Carol Danvers. I'm still new here and working out the communications systems. From what I can tell, I don't recognize anyone from my universe (I'm guessing that's how we're referring to where we all come from?). I'm still getting a feel for this place, but in the meantime, I figure it would be good to know who everyone is and what we are all doing around here. Plus, it might be good to know if anyone else is from my part of the multi-dimensional sphere.

Ugh, words. I built a smoke house over the past few days. Everything else I scavenged (hammers, saw, and things) is in a shed nearby. I also prepared a log pile, so maybe don't touch that until it's dried out.

Also, if someone could help me remember the name of a few things? Little fish you eat, like crackers. And something fizzy and orange that you drink.

I talked to the guy who has some kind of flying suit, and there's a woman who makes portals (you should talk to Five, if he ever figures out where he's lost us), and there's magic users, but I just robbed a bodega. Who wants junk food? I know all about those heroics needing a lot of calories.

Oh, oh. If you come across people named Luther, Allison, Five, Ben, and Vanya Hargreeves, they're my brothers and sisters, and if you'll just tell them that Diego is here, they might relax. And we look nothing alike, so don't take that just on faith.

Okay soooo.

Some help is needed? Not a question. We need help. It's practically dire.

You see, what happened was, is that Kate and I kinda stole an espresso machine from what might or might not have been France? It was heavy. Anyway. We've picked out one of those little open shops to the side there, and we'd very much like to open COFFEE. the very first coffee shop or shop at all in Starklandia.

Problematically, we kinda need some help with like. Electricals. And plumbing. It's important.

Alright citizens of Starklandia (name pending, uncertain I want to take credit for this place), I think it's time for an official style check in. There's definitely more people here now than when I showed up and having an official head count might be wise.

So. Hi. I'm Tony Stark. Not to be confused with the other Tony Stark. I'm a mechanic and an engineer. So basically if you have power or tech problems, I'm your guy. Or one of them.

Private to Peter Parker

You doing okay?

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Anyone have any spare wiring? I'm trying to rig up a temporary set up but I'm running a bit low on spare parts.