The 100; a panfandom game

Ahsoka Tano

I need to hit something. Care to join me?

Luke Skywalker

So, something happened, or didn't happen. Can a thing not happen?

~ Hey B?
~ Know how you love me and all?

Hello, Mount Weather. My name is Edmund Pevensie, although you can call me Ed. For those of you who already know my sisters, I fall after Susan and before Lucy, although Lu's older than me right now. Which should be more confusing than it is

I arrived here yesterday, but it didn't seem right to interrupt the Valentine's celebrations by introducing myself then. It gave me a chance to figure out how to use this thing, and learn a bit about this place. I think I've got the basics: someone dropped a whole bunch of hydrogen bombs, don't go outside, and quite a few of the people here are from stories.

I'm looking forward to meeting all of you.

People are so annoying to me. This weekend I got a lot of "you're very cute but a little young for me". This is a general announcement that I'm 18ish, and therefore an adult and capable of making my own decisions about having sex and relationships. I don't understand why people get uncomfortable about age differences. Do they think that I'm immature because I'm not some magic number? And that I will become mature on a specific birthday?

I've gone through a lot. I was a coyote for seven years after I ate my mom and sister. I was targeted by assassins. I took algebra in summer school. Horrible stuff like that. And I say 18ish because I don't know how coyotes age or if my time spent as one "counted".

Is it a "take advantage of a younger person" thing? Because if someone tries to take advantage of me, I'll just kill them. See? You can totally date me now.

I don't care if people aren't interested in me because they think I'm weird. That's their poor life decision that they will later regret, because I'm an awesome girlfriend. But I don't understand why people get hung up over age. Can someone explain it to me in a way that will help me no longer think you're all being stupid?

{Edited to Add] Lydia suggested that I get to know someone before I date them and find true love. Please apply for consideration here.

Greenhouse + Agricultural folks, I have an idea on how we could use my powers to increase food production. For things that give yields in spring or summer, if we subvide the plots into areas, I could bring different areas into summer at different times - so we could have rotating summer. I'm not sure just how large an area I can do, but I'm willing to try.

[Samirah]

It's probably a good thing that the frost giants here were smaller than the ones we're used to.

I've been thinking. After the attacks and all, about signing up for emergency services versus just switching to military full time.

CLAIRE TEMPLE:

I very much enjoyed getting to know you the other night, Miss Temple. I realize your schedule with the hospital is busy, but if you find yourself interested in conversation, I would gladly make the time for it.

OOC: Backdated to yesterday. Stupid timezones and work and things

Chatty to Fitz
~ Got any plans on Monday?
~ Do you think you're ready to meet The Doctor yet?

I'm told I was here before. And, well looking through this network, it sure does seem that way. And, that there's no use in me using my code name, since people already know who I am.

So, anyway. For those that don't already know me. I'm Chuck Bartowski.

And, for those that do. Sorry I don't remember being here before.

[Filtered to Sarah Walker]

So, I hear I missed Valentine's Day?

Who: Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes
When: Today!
Where: Medical!
What: Bucky's waking up and realizing some bad things happened.
Warning: They love each other a lot, and this all makes Steve's heart hurt a lot, so you know, be prepared for BFF feels.

( Everything felt so cold. )

[Chatty to Nico di Angelo]

-- You made me a Mythomagic figure?
-- And a card?

[ those learning trigedasleng ]

[ ooc; all of this is in her native tongue. i am just too lazy to try to translate it all. ]

Let me say again how much I appreciate the effort being put into learning the language. It shows a great deal of support for those of us who are not accustomed to having people like you around -- I cannot speak for my people, but I am very grateful. I know how difficult it is to learn a language so unusual, as I have the same troubles in the opposite direction. Undertaking the challenge is a great compliment, and we do not take it lightly.

I am a healer of illness and injury and of the mind for my people, and will be doing the same here. I do not know your methods of medicine, but I am happy to learn. If there are others from your worlds or amongst the Podkru that you think would be better suited to our healing and care than these Mountain ways, please let me know. I'm happy to help those beyond just the Floukru. You have my word to treat your people as though they are my own.

There is much that is different in your culture, so please pardon us as we learn. In return, I am willing to teach parts of ours to you.

Thank you.

Why you have only one day for love? Very strange. Do you also have one day for death and for fight and for kill?

[Filtered to Military Squads Bravo and Charlie + Buffy Summers]
Good afternoon. I am addressing you on behalf of Sergeant Lehane and myself, as we have arranged a joint training exercise for this Thursday.

The objective of the exercise is for both teams to build rapport within their squads and to practice dealing with different sorts of threats and tactics in a specific situation.

In this case, the situation is an escort mission. They occur here from time to time - negotiations with the Grounders have sometimes required us to travel through enemy territory to guard a non-combatant diplomat, for instance.

Messere Buffy Summers has agreed to be our non-combatant requiring escort for the purpose of this exercise. Some of you may be aware that she is not in fact at all incapable of looking after herself; do not count on that to be the case here, for she will be acting as though she has no capabilities greater than hiding and covering her head.

Bravo Squad will be acting as the escorts, with the objective of getting Messere Buffy from Mount Weather to a designated point on the ridge between us and the Dropship. Charlie Squad will be acting as a hostile occupying force, attempting to prevent the mission's success by kidnapping Messere Buffy and returning to a predetermined location.

No one is to attempt to kill an opposing team member, however, injuries are to be expected in an exercise such as this. Medical has been notified, and we will have a healer on hand. We expect that anyone who is severely injured will go to the healer promptly rather than sacrificing an undue amount of blood for training, whilst also expecting that no one will pansy out for a papercut. We will be working with the lab on non-lethal ammunition for rifles; if it cannot be procured in time, we will have to rely on bows, spears, and other thrown weapons for ranged attacks. We will update you on the guns-or-no-guns status as soon as we are able.

Should you find yourself in a position where an opposing team member clearly could have killed you if they were a real enemy, you are to remove yourself from the scene as "dead."

The exercise will begin at sunrise. Expect it to take up the entirety of your day.

You may now pose your questions, comments, and concerns.
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[Filtered to the Lab + Faith Lehane]

Sergeant Lehane and I seek non-lethal ammunition for rifles. Is this a matter with which you can assist us?

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Next person that snickers at me thinking I can't hear them (I can, asshole, I smell and hear a lot more than you fuckers think I do) I'm gonna stab.


Almost forgot; won fight club last month, get to pick my first match this week. You want to fight me, give me a good reason.

[Friends]
Does anyone want to bring us some food? It would be in the service of true love (me and not having to get dressed my bed).

I really miss delivery.

EMAIL TO ALFRED:

YO, stabby stabber harmonica loving executioner, I made you a music playlist! Super easy, just CLICK THIS and it'll open and start playing on your tablet.

ENJOY.

Darcy The Wrecked

Being here instead of at home for holidays hasn't really gotten to me yet, although it was l which probably has a lot to do with always working on holidays and having to celebrate at odd hours, like 8 am breakfast dates after overnight shifts where I'm half asleep and not paying attention, or bouquets of roses and weird gifts from former patients.

Anyway. Turns out what does bother me are things like missing the day-after sales on candy. I might start believing in this Pod God if he or she sent us something good. Just an idea, if anyone up there's reading what we're saying down here.

Hope all you lovebirds had a good weekend and remembered everything Ravi and I taught you. If you need one of us, you know where to find me.

JACOB FRYE:

Feeling better?

Well, well, well, isn't this an interesting place. Not my creation, which is strange and doesn't seem like the Father's, usually he leaves his fingerprints all over the place. And you know how difficult it is to get fingerprints off the silver. All that polishing. But the multiverses, that's cute.

Anyways, the kind and lovely people in medical - sorry if I confused you with not being injured, it's a thing - said I should introduce myself.

I'm Lucifer, Lucifer Morningstar. No, it's not a stage name, but I am fairly good at tickling the ivories. Or the violin, but it's been awhile since I've picked up one of those. Do you know how many bad renditions of "Devil went down to Georgia" and "Danse Macabre" I've had to endure? Practice your instruments, people, it makes a difference.

Yes, so I'll be joining the lovely people in Law Enforcement as an officer - it's truly ashame Chloe isn't hear to see it. And Haymitch, Sydney, and Willow - I'm your new roommate, I believe.

I hate to disappoint my very eloquent anonymous Valentine, but my nose doesn't grow anymore. Not currently, anyway.

Excellent parties this weekend, though. And even better entertainment. Some of you ought to consider taking your romantic shows on the proverbial road.

So. Lent in the Apocalypse - entirely excessive? Borderline ridiculous? Or I am officially a terrible Catholic for failing before the second day was out?

Actually, forget the last part. It's possible I nailed that coffin shut when I tried to assassinate the Pope inside the Sistine Chapel.

(For the record, he was a vile excuse for a human being, and his equally dispicable son did the honors eventually. But still.)

Filtered to Team Bus

I've had a request from some of the military for non-lethal weapons for training purposes. And, I was wondering. How many I.C.E.R.s do we have between us? And, can I borrow them? I promise I'll get them back to you.

Fitz

Do you think we can make six I.C.E.R.s by Thursday?