The 100; a panfandom game

Where the hell is my brother?

Of everything I have gone through in my life before I even turn 21, this one, I think, takes the cake. Congratulations, new world I suddenly find myself in. You are what has made me believe I have officially gone crazy.

Hello, world that may possibly be all in my head. My name is Lydia Martin. I have dealt with werewolves and kitsunes and wendigos and I scream supernaturally before someone dies.

Now I don't know how I got here in the first place but it's my understanding that this is Terra and we're stuck here because you humies messed everything up.

And it's your understanding that if you try to pet me, we're gonna have problems.

Ginny is going to bloody kill me for this.

First, this is not a phone. Second - hello. My name is Remus Lupin, and I'm going to be taking care of shoes while I'm here. So if you've got soles that come off or laces that need replacing or other repairs, let me know and I'll be happy to fix them.

If it matters to the people who are learning about what happened, it was 1 November 1982 when I was taken (?) and put here, and I was living in Wales. I don't know what other relevant information I can offer.


FILTERED TO JAMES + SIRIUS:

It's so strange to talk to either of you. I Sirius, again, I'm so sorry. Really.

We've got problems. Rather, I've got problems. Last night the moon was nearly full and I can feel the pull of it. It's happening. Soon. It's less than a week from my last transformation because of whatever happened with time here, which I can only hope will weaken the wolf -- but to be honest it might just make things worse, I don't know. It's never happened this way. I don't know if I can stand the pain of changing ag

[...] I have to find a place that's far from here and contained. And I've got to do it in the next day or so, and I have to do it without anyone finding out. [...] I'm not trying to make that your responsibility, but I thought [...] you're here now. Maybe I'd have you.

And apparently, Sirius, I've married your baby cousin.

Man, this place is starting to get crowded.

For you new people, hi, I'm Rose Hathaway. I'm 20 years old and I grew up in Montana. Like the rest of you, I'm not from here, but I have been here for almost two weeks now and I've kind of figured things out, so if you need anything, let me know. If I don't know how to make it happen, I might just know who you need to talk to. Or I might not and we can bond over our mutual ignorance, whatever.

I know this isn't really where any of us wants to be, but we're here, so I figure we might as well make the best of it. Get to know each other, pitch in and do what we can to make sure we all survive. It's not like we have much choice

Well, I'm still not entirely convinced this isn't some form of hallucination. But, since I've woken up here again this morning, the evidence is suggesting that this experience is quite likely entirely real.

So, I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Jemma Simmons. I'm a doctor, amongst other things. And, will be working in medical. So, I will quite likely see a number of you if you get hurt or sick.

I'm also British, and enjoy reading and mind teasers. Does anyone know if there's a copy of scrabble about? It could be a fun way to get to know each other.

[SHIELD]

Are we sure we're not suffering from mass hallucinations? Because, really. If I was going to travel to the future, I'd have much rather done it in the TARDIS.

Because asking to just have one normal day without anything bad happening was too much to ask.

I actually was enjoying Graduation.

What a fascinating place this is, though I cannot say I am pleased to be here. I am told there are those whom I know here?

So, new arrivals.

Anyone seen a brunette? 5'7", absolutely stunning? Looks a lot like Rose. (Say hi, Rose).

Or a really moody guy, with hero hair?

Oh, and I suppose I should introduce myself. Damon Salvatore. And yes, I really am this hot.

Just when I thought I was done portal-jumping I have an important question that will determine if I've hit my head further or if I'm really here: has anyone seen an anthropomorphic pig dressed in red and blue?

Telling someone that this isn't the trick of the Capitol is usually what someone from the Capitol would say.

Annie, are you around?

Well, if I had to time travel again, I'm glad it's not 1781.

Has anyone seen a tall skinny guy around, long brown hair, beard, British accent, probably dressed like he's straight out of the late 1700s? Likes to give history lessons, tends to act like he has a stick up his ass?

S o I j u s t p u s h t h e s e l e t t e r s, r i g h t ?


O k a y, i t ' s l i k e a t y p e w r i t e r, I g e t i t.

[So I just push these letters, right?

Okay, it's like a typewriter, I get it.]

I've woken up in worse places. Points for lack of mid-battle theatrics and people speaking English. But forced roommates, I was done with that years ago So how long before danger comes knocking?

So. To recap: I'm Sirius Black.

Hi.