Soul Bound IC

[Blocked from Raven Reyes]
I knew this place had it in for me.

Stop the ride, I want off.

I'll take my chances back home, thanks.

If anyone else touches me without my consent, I am breaking their hands. This Ascended and Fallen bullshit have nothing to do with me. And how the hell do they decide if you're a hero or not?

Clarke. Bellamy. Monty. Is anyone here?

I know I should probably be pissed at being pulled into another war but honestly, I'm pretty sure I was being kidnapped ready to be thrown out an airlock back home so I'll take weird mists and a war I know nothing about.

I'm Sam Anders. Formerly of the Battlestar Galactica if anyone else is here, the liaison guy said he didn't think so though. I've been put on Team Echo with Mara Jade and Ethan Hawke? So we should probably talk.

Well at the least the mist was nice enough to pick me up after destroying Reapers and not before.

Some sort of cosmic conscience, maybe?

Name's Tessa Shepard.

Most people call me Shepard.

Well, this isn't quite what I had in mind when I decided to go back to Hell. This is a lot less fire and brimstone than I'm used to.

Still, it seems we're all stuck here all the same. My name's Lucifer Morningstar. Yes, I'm the devil. No, I'm not responsible for you being here. It's all quite inconvenient for me too.

[Alex Udinov, Iliana Dominick, Sam Winchester, Barry Allen]

Hello! I am interested in hosting a non-denominational winter holiday celebration at the CC. And you, not to put too Abrahamic a spin on it, are my little angels. I must ask you guys for help again (and for the first time in your case Alex). I don't want to strip the party of the typical rituals or decorations but I really need diverse perspectives on how not to make it strictly Christmas, you know?

We're all slightly displaced, most of us have no family or friends from home here, we could probably use the togetherness. And food, and drinks, so on and so forth Are you in?

This is bullshit.

I don't know who thought it was a good idea to recruit me or whatever, but I'm not the guy you want.

Still not impressed.

Hello? Somebody want to explain to me what the hell is going on here?

I have no interest in being part of this god damn ant farm.

There's something off about this place. [...] What is it?

But yoohoo, I'm Klaus! Have any of you seen a really big burly dude, or a slightly smaller dude with knives? Or a woman with kinky hair, or a thirteen year old who will kill you if you look at him wrong, or someone with a violin?

Hello, Anathema again. I'm apparently the Community Centre manager, and I think most of us, given the arrival influx, could use some help adjusting. I'd like to organize something such as a support group, a mixer so we'll feel a little less alone, something to that effect.

But since this is about the community I think it's best to ask the community what is most needed. So please, tell me what kind of activities you would like to see at the Community Centre - related to recent arrivals or not.

Thank you.

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UPDATE

Arrival Party on Saturday: Food, drinks, music, activities.
Volunteers: Sam Winchester, Iliana Dominick

Support groups: Trauma, displacement, youth-oriented. We need therapists, counsellors, psychologists. Anyone with these skills?

My name is Kara Danvers or Kara Zor-El is my actual name, and on my Earth I am also known as Supergirl. I debated whether or not it would be a good idea to reveal this, but after talking to one of my best friends I do think it's for the best. I'm an alien from the planet Krypton and I have a lot of power such as flight and super speed. At home, I help people, I protect them and I'd like to do the same here.

Does everyone feel like they've definitely taken a wrong turn they didn't mean to make? Because, for real, I'm supposed to be in Central City with my wife and I am late for work, you know where I help fight crime in my lab. In Central City.

And now I am part of a faction but we fight together, so what's the point of the factions? And wow, my bedroom is really bright.

[...] Hi, I'm Allen. Barry. Barry Allen. This is weird, right? This is weird.

What I know so far:

• This is real.
  
• Some people have been here for a while, from a couple days and weeks to a month.
  
• Most of us have arrived today.
  
• Galahad and Meadhbh are our guides.
  
• Some are ascended, some are fallen.
  
• The mists do not lead home.
  
• Going into the mists is a bad idea.
  
• An ornery tabby cat is on the loose.
  
• It's pie day.
  
• Pancakes are better than pie.
  
• Burgers are better than pancakes.
  
• Checkers has burgers, and pie.
  
• Checkers also has pancakes, I've been told.

Okay. So, a lot of you are freaking out, which makes sense. But for some of us, this is not our first rodeo. And since I'm not a complete and utter dick, I'm going to share some well earned wisdom.

Eventually, you'll get home. And you'll end up back in the exact same place and time you left. No one will notice you're gone. And, you won't remember being here. Until you either come back here, or end up somewhere else. Trust me, it happens.

This ends the PSA by Damon Salvatore, veteran of weird shit.

I didn't mind it so much when things were quiet. Why the sudden influx?

Right, well. I'm Michael. Been here about two, two and a half weeks. Long enough to be able to tell you this is real, the mists will disorient the hell out of you, you can't go home, you're stuck here. And this is really happening.

Joy of joys. Settle down, settle in, make yourself at home.