The 100; a panfandom game

I have been informed (well after the fact, I might add) that I am no longer allowed to sing euphemistic pirate shantys about fisting in public, and I potentially scarred some children at the musical revue.

So if you want to hear more euphemistic bar songs and pirate shantys (possibly about fisting, mostly about other things), I'll be at the tavern tonight. And other nights. Most nights. I'm also not allowed to stand on the bar anymore after my stage dive off of it last week, but don't let that put you off. (Shout out to everyone who caught me. We're bonded now.)

DONNA NOBLE:

How are you doing?

FILTERED TO FOGGY NELSON:

I'm not asking about the trial, but I am asking if you need anything, if you're all right, if Matt's giving you a run for your money and if you've crushed him yet...

FILTERED TO FELIX DAWKINS:

Where are you? You're supposed to help me with the welcome packets.

I have to say, it's odd to watch your history before your eyes. Like some strange version of home movies. I have to say, there were parts of that I would have wished had stayed forgotten in the past.

So how long is winter again?

[Filter: Friends*]

I am so bored. I need a project.

[Filter: Master Kenobi]

Do you know of any Force powers that would freeze animals like has been happening?

*feel free to assume if you've talked to him before.

WHO: Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff
WHEN: Last night.
WHERE: Hallways of Mount Weather.
WHAT: Natasha can't leave a Bucky wandering alone.
WARNINGS: Talk of mind control, mind wiping, murder.

( There was a shrill irony in his sleepwalking. )

Filter to Professor McGonagall

Hello. My name is Normie and I have... what'll likely sound like a strange request, but considering that Dumbledore doesn't appear to be here at the moment, I feel you'd be the best person for the job, if you're willing to consider it.

So everyone's been asking about Christmas and holidays and stuff, and I know a lot of people aren't from earth or an earth with holidays like Christmas an Hanukkah. I was in the same boat, when I was a teenager my world was destroyed and I was transported to Earth. (I was stuck in stasis first but that's another story.) I'll save any deep descriptions of the holidays and meanings of them for people who are Christian and Jewish, but growing up, my foster parents and sister always had a few traditions. One of them was a "Secret Santa" gift exchange on Christmas Eve! We teamed up with the whole family, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc, and we'd all draw names. You get one name and you have to come up with a gift for that person and keep it a secret, not telling the person that you got them.

As half of us were kids, we made gifts or found things that made us think of the other person. Very homemade, very inexpensive. Then on Christmas eve, everyone gets together and we have hot cocoa and a movie, exchange gifts and everyone finds out who their Secret Santa was. Then everyone bonds and we laugh over the silly things we made/got, and maybe make some new friendships along the way? :D Anyway, if enough people are interested, I'll put up a sign up form and we can draw names next week. Any questions? If not, that's okay too, I mean, it was just an idea and Stay cool, Kara

Annie

What nicknames do you think I can get away with calling Katniss?

If I were to start meditation lessons would anyone be interested?

PETER PARKER 616:

I feel like we haven't talked about what Constantine showed us. Don't you think we should?

FLASH THOMPSON 616 & BEN REILLY:

I'm sorry that I've been quiet and withdrawn this last week. I'd like to make it up to you both.

MAYDAY PARKER:

I don't suppose you have time for a chat with your alternative universe mother, would you?

Someone here's got to hate Vosch as much as I do. Tell me where he is and I'll put a bullet in his head.