Empire City Network

Alright.

Spangles and I went to explore our fun new playground, and I've got to say, it's pretty damn impressive. It's underwater, by the way. There are people, a lot of people, along with transportation and parks. People and trees make me safely assume that there's oxygen, and it's an entire city. Like where we came from, just... you know, underwater. Oh, and the architecture looks like its verging on the fourties, so it's possible that the culture is that way too. It was hard to tell by watching everyone, but I guess if Capsy can adjust to our time, we could adjust to his if the time came.

The tower is there. If something happens where we could find ourselves in trouble, I have every intention on moving everybody into it.

The fact is, there are no monsters and nothing is on fire. I say it's a go.

Well, after a very exciting couple of journeys to both the extreme southern and northern parts of this country, I've had quite enough of travelling. Travelling and insane gods and insane amounts of magic that make me feel ill. That said, I have some information that may be of importance or use to everyone.

Going south to the portal, I attempted to study the magic powering it and figure out whether there was a counter. It took a bit of trial and error, but Life is the trick. Life vs. Death, Creation vs. Destruction. Where there was a pile of bones all bound together (wonderful imagery by the way, it will be haunting my dreams and I wouldn't suggest anyone else see it unless they have to), I placed some seeds nearby and encouraged them to grow; their presence seemed to make the portal's magic recoil. I don't know what amount it would take to properly disrupt the entire gate... but it's something. It's a definite potential, at least.

Then came the next journey, northward. I wanted to speak with this 'madgod' Glorificus myself. It was an enlightening experience and afterwards I truly realised how little taste Sirius Black has in women. Beyond that, she is capable of making a portal and getting us out of here. From the sounds of her tone, in-between the ramblings of course, she would be happy to be rid of us and relocate us elsewhere. I tried to ask her about why it was easy to send all of us through a portal and not herself, but all I got out of her was something along the lines of how I have a small brain and other insults directed towards my lycanthropy. Which she could sense. Which was another brilliant experience.

I hope this is useful. Right now my greatest desire is to leave this place before all hell breaks loose, even though I know that means potentially abandoning the locals to a very unhappy fate. But if it's what the daedra and the others want, is it really our place to say otherwise?

[Private to Anna (dropsof_jupiter)]
It has been a year...

...Do you still have that green dress?

So, Cas and I are figuring it's safe now to mention this, since it's been three months.

But just so everyone knows, I am. . .currently, about three months pregnant.

:)

So, that's why I'm not drinking. And not on patrols. And maybe now Izzie and Nathan will stop giving me suspicious looks every time they see me.

. . .As you were. :P

I've comprised a list of patrol teams for the time being, - I expect each of you to put aside any potential differences and do what is necessary to defend this city during times of escalated activity regarding the supernatural beings. These are of course, subject to change but I encourage you to think of the mission at hand. As for further volunteers, I will always accept them.

( The list is as follows )

Alright boys and girls, as the Major has said before, the party is now at my place. There are a few rules.

The security of the tower is in the process of being changed, but I still need to make sure everyone who needs to get in can, and everyone who shouldn't, can't. Good news for us, there aren't too many of us that would make the process unmanageable, so I need all of you to stop at the tower within the next 24 hours in order to scan your eyes. The only way to get to a different floor in the tower is to scan your retina to open the elevator, from there you can get anywhere you need to go. I say 24 hours because I like deadlines, and I don't think any of you have dinner plans you need to cancel.

As for the rules. The hospital will be on the bottom floor, it's the safest place to be if something happens, but you'll be able to go anywhere in the tower. We have people living here, so unless you're going to the medical center or a conference room, don't go anywhere else, it's most likely a residential floor. I think we've learned to trust each other by now, but even so, Romanoff has been put on 'security duty'. And by 'been put on', I mean claimed. She's threatened all of the residents with bodily harm if we go anywhere near her room, and we're her teammates. I don't want to imagine what she'd do to anyone else who invades her lady space.

Another rule is stay out of my lab. It's the floor above the basement, and it's a bad idea for anyone to go in there. The security of that room hasn't been changed, mostly because half of the things that are in there can seriously harm someone who doesn't know how to use them.

While you're staying at Hotel Stark, be aware that JARVIS, my AI system, will be here to satisfy your every need. He's capable of finding information and answering all questions, just don't flirt with him. He's mine, and I'm the jealous type.

If any of you have questions you can ask me, but here's a recap.

Don't touch anyone else's stuff.

Don't touch my stuff.

Follow those, and we'll all be golden.

[Private to Cas (celestialintent)]

Okay, so I know that there's a portal and a necromancer and everything else under the sun right now, but all I can think about is freaking GIRL SCOUT COOKIES.

The baby wants thin mints, I think. Or tagalongs.

The city would decide to shift JUST BEFORE they started selling the cookies outside stores. . . .

Alright, so, here's what I've got on that portal-- or gateway, as the books call it. The short story is that the portal itself is an opening for a god to pass through. It takes a hell of a lot of juice to build up a door like that, which is why we're having trouble with power. And that's worrying enough in itself, but once it's finished draining our power, whatever it is that's created the portal-- or whatever's been summoned by it, depending-- will come through. A god, presumably, or something with god-like power. I guess there's also the possibility that a deity will leave through the portal, but that might not actually be a better case scenario, depending on what it might take along with it and what it would leave behind.

So what we're looking at, probably, is an enormous ecological shift, in terms of the magical properties of the land and its populations. The kind that they often name historic 'ages' after, like the Stone Age, Bronze Age, and Iron Age (or to use examples from this particular world, the Fire Age, the Exalted Age, and the Blessed Age). I don't know about you all, but if this is what they call the 'Blessed' Age, then I'm not sure I like where this is going.

On a related note, does anyone know anything about a person named Don or where I might find him/her?

Buffy is gone. Those of you who associated with her, you have my apologies. It appears she was sent back.

[Private to Steve]
We need to talk.

[Private to Anna and Andrew]
So you know how everything happens for a reason?