HMS Surprise Network

So, um. . .if the date Suri puts on our communication thingy is accurate, today would technically have been my wedding anniversary.

Not that it matters, I suppose, since there's not technically a universe left where it happened, so. . .

Is the bar still standing? Or was that one of the things that got damaged when we got hit with the space junk?

So, I don't know how long it's been here. But Suri seems to have added in a dog park. Or something resembling a dog park anyway. Emma certainly seems to like it.

I wonder what else has popped up that we haven't noticed.

And why Suri doesn't send out like. . .messages or something about it when she does. Nothing like going where you think there was a loo and find a skating rink. Which I haven't found yet. But who knows.

So, there's about three dozen chocolate oatmeal cookies in the mess hall if anyone's interested.

I got bored and since it seemed to amuse Suri to have me explaining to her how to bake cookies, that's what we did this. . .afternoon.

Seriously, guys. Come eat some of these. I don't want to have to start going to the gym.

I'm limiting myself to getting one of those cinnamon pecan rolls once a week. If I don't, I'll eat them every day and never work it all off. I've also fallen off my exercise routine here. There's got to be a gym on board the ship, hasn't there? I suppose I could always run through the halls, too. After I get a music player of some sort.

What does everyone around here do for fun?

I TOLD Rhiannon those brownies tasted funny. Damn. So, is this like. . .an elaborate joke or a hallucination. I've got some stuff to do, so if someone could just tell me where I can get off of this. . .ship or how I can stop tripping balls, that'd be great. Yeah. . .

I think something died in my head. Ow. Coffee time.

So can we talk to Suri? Hello, Suri, in case we can.

ugh Christ, need coffee.

So. . .anyone trying to get to the commissary, don't go down the east corridor by the gym. That door is broken. It looked thirsty

[Filtered to Cas]

I might also be stuck in this corridor now. . .I don't know what is in those pills I got at the station, but they are awesome. Except now my aim is off. I keep landing in the toilet. Help.

I need to find a bar and do my best to drink it dry so can someone point me in the right direction for somewhere decent?

This place has tequila, right?

Not again. And they always catch me in my pajamas. It doesn't matter if I've gotten new clothes; they still always manage to catch me in my dressing gown and pajamas.

Where am I and how did I get here this time? Something about collapsing universes? I've been to the end of the universe; it didn't include hotel rooms.

[Filtered to Meredith and Martha]

I found the hospital. The technology here is insane, it makes Suri look colonial. You guys might want to get here. They're actually like. . .offering to show me how to use some of this stuff and I might need moral support, here.

I'm not sure what the point of this is.

Hello. Bruce Banner here.

Okay, I know everyone's busy, but if anyone paranormally strong has a moment, could you come and remove whatever is blocking the front of the medbay? If something happens, we're pretty much stuck with a tight secret passage to get out of here. And we can't exactly move Suri through a hole the size of a portrait.

Thanks.

I've been here for about a week now, attempting to get my bearings and understand as much as I could about what's happening in this place before I said too much or spoke too loudly. I've learned that the multiverses are collapsing, that worlds are being destroyed and a powerful conciousness has brought us to this ship. That makes us survivors, and it makes us responsible to the well-being of what brought us here, and the well-being of each other.

It also means that, honestly, I think we should be devoting as much time and energy as possible to understanding what's happening and convincing what controls this ship to find as many other survivors as possible.

My name is Steve Rogers, formerly of the 107th Infantry Regiment, United States Army; SHIELD Espionage operative, rescue and recovery division. And you have my word that respecting those here, protecting those that needed and helping other survivors will always be my only priority.

So there's a lot of new people here - that's good. Well, it's not actually good when you take into consideration why this has happened and why we're suddenly hurling through space, but let's keep one thing in mind - you all lived.

It's not much, but it's something.

Now that that's out of the way, hi. I'm Dr. Meredith Grey. I figure if anyone still really lost or looking for answers, it's a good idea to post here and offer them up, because yes, Dr. Stevens and I are overseeing the girl who is Suri and incorporated into this ship. Yes, she is very sick and likely more hologram than girl right now, but the fact of the matter is, she'll answer your questions. She also might try to kill you if she doesn't like you, we're working on that, but...the point is, you can ask here too.

We're learning more and more about her condition every day. And she can read everything we put out, so...she might jump in.

There is an absolutely dreadful smell coming from the kitchen, I'm pretty sure it's a dead cake or something. Still, might be good.

Anyway, I did not keep one of those critters from the world we last visited, but I see a few of you have. So I figured it might be important to point that there are no animals allowed on the TARDIS, well except for metal dogs. Those are fine.

It is not because I'm not a fan of animals, but because they seem to get lost quite a bit. I once found a lost Sabertooth kitten in the green house. It was no longer a kitten, and it certainly was not pleased with being aboard my ship.

Got him out just fine though.

Also the TARDIS is now working to full functionality, or so she says, so it may cause some irritable temporal shifting, and if you feel at all nauseous, or that you're living two lives at once, that's completely normal.

The collapse of the multiverses and a futuristic Noah's ark to offer salvation. I don't think I need to explain how unbelievable this sounds.

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Why am I in space? Hello? Cloud? Barrett? It's Tifa! What's going on?

I absolutely adore this place! Just little creatures running about everywhere; however, they're all a bit friendly, though some of them really aren't. Got blasted a few times by a few different attacks. Met one though recently who's a bit of an angry sort... the little pink puff began to sing to me, which I thought was absolutely brilliant, even if it was most definitely not my first serenade. Still, she was rather good at it, and her voice was alright. Though her lyrics left much to the imagination.

Never the less, put me to sleep. Woke up with marker all over my face. I find it absolutely rude, but definitely a good interactive show.

So this place? Has no hospitals. Everyone has these animals and everyone here is apparently a McVet, so if you get burned, electrocuted, or poisoned, you're gonna need to come back to the ship. Seriously. There's three towns all close together. No people hospitals.

So okay, I'm using the phone and asking this question because there's a roundish pink thing in the infirmary and doesn't look like any animal I've ever seen - and it's probably an alien because yeah, never seen anything like it on Earth. But apparently, it's trying to organize our charts.

I don't know what to do with this, this is weird. Please tell me someone else is dealing with something just as weird.