The 100; a panfandom game

Hello, Mount Weather! Two things:

I'm happy to announce that auditions for Little Shop of Horrors are coming up at the end of the month! Mark your calendars for February 25th, where we'll be holding open auditions in the gym after dinner hours.

If you're nervous about your audition, you could see Sir Galavant, who's generously providing singing lessons.

Second, Felix and I have put together welcome packets for all new arrivals to Mount Weather, which includes a pamphlet about all of the fun things to do here if we're not under attack. Also included in the packet are two bars of my handmade soap, three packets of dandelion herb tea, and a customised painted mug courtesy of our own Felix Dawkins (which, yes, we took from the kitchens, but they will be used).

I delivered the packets to medical last week, so all new arrivals should have received one upon waking up. If you didn't, please swing by medical or see me in Civilian Services to receive one!


CLONE CLUB:

Oh, holy Christmas cakes. All of you need to come by Childcare immediately because I just got some serious eye candy.

EDITED TO ADD: CLONE CLUB, MASS EFFECT, + MARAUDERS:

Wow, there are a lot of you. Okay!

This is your official invitation to join me and the kids in my apartment tomorrow night for family game night after dinner. We held one recently to get to know everyone, and you know what? There are more of you. We got Sarah and Kira back, and Tali, your friend Garrus is here now, and you know what? That's just great. We're making room for more family.

Please come! Party games include charades, twenty questions, Pictionary, and a whole host of improv games that actors do. Alcohol is permitted but not necessarily encouraged. I am not avoiding Valentine's Day

PROSPECTIVE AA/NA MEETING PEOPLE:

Is there anything, refreshment-wise, that you would prefer? I'm still getting a handle on the rationing and food packs they've got here. I have to admit, it's not my usual fare.

I'm very happy that we've gotten the space in 205. Having a door that closed is much better for us in the long run. We won't have anyone stumbling in on our meetings.

[Chatty to Cassandra]
>> so
>> Mage-on-mage fistfight in the library, apparently
>> any idea what it was about?
>> I asked the woman who keeps the books, and she said Hawke just went fist first at Dorian's face without so much as a word.


[chatty to Dorian]
>> Are you all right?

>> Have you plans for the evening?
>> and if you haven't, would you care for a game of chess or another round of reading?

Damn it!

My ring's missing. I never take the damn thing off. So, if someone's somehow magically taken it off my finger. Then give it back. It isn't worth anything to you. The only one it is worth anything to, is me.

Filtered to Soldiers: Bravo Squad

And, until I get it back. I'm stuck inside during daylight hours. Unless someone wants a barbecue. And, if it's all the same to you. I'd rather not burn to death again. It gets old.

[...] Shit. Somebody find that little pipsqueak running around the halls and bring him to me. I'm either gonna make him a Charger or wring his neck, if he's the reason why I'm missing my sending crystal.

Filtered : Military Squad Charlie.

So for those who might be new. I'm Faith Lehane. Your Sergeant. I'd like to catch up with you all, get to know your skillsets, have a chat, buy a drink, whatever. I want you all to be able to come to me if you need anything.

But what this is about right now is, I need you all to know. My girlfriend Reyna. She's on my squad. Command have okay'd it but if any of you have an issue with this. I'd like you to make it known now so we can get it out in the open and dealt with. She'll have the same drills as the rest of you, she'll have the same missions and I've been fighting long enough to know that no one in the team is any more important than anyone else and I swear to god I don't play favorites when it comes to the job.

We five by five?

Filtered : Military Sergeant

So, told my squad me and Reyna are a thing. Still kind of confused that command were okay with it but my team deserved to know.

How are the rest of you dealing with your people?

>> I saw you were one of those affected by the accident yesterday
>> No permanent damage occurred, I hope?

WHO: Cullen Rutherford and Veronica Mars
WHEN: Monday evening, January 31
WHERE: the Mount Weather library
WHAT: A couple days after having a random evening of hanging out in the tavern/making out in Veronica’s room, they meet again.
WARNINGS: References to violence, rampant heterosexuality.

( It's a very fine book fort. I find myself tempted to build a few very small trebuchets to attempt to take it down. Perhaps also a tiny battering ram. )

Happy Friday, Wastelanders. We've got a handful of days left until the Worst Month of the Year - February, who likes it - and I intend to make the most of it. I'll be over at the Rose in the corner with an expression of disdain and/or reticent approval, strictly depending upon my mood of the moment. Come by if you want to chat in the ink-black shadows, and/or glare at people. I'm at least a level 8 of glaring by now. Don't embarrass me now, kid.

THEDAS:

In honor of Cullen and Iron Bull being back as they should, I propose we take over The Rose with some good old fashioned cutthroat Wicked Grace. Kallian and Alistair, that means you, too. Let someone else mind the bar.

SIMON:

So you can tell me what crawled up your ass and died or I can guess. Your choice.

Let's not do that again.

It's strange, remembering being a child so clearly.

That's right, Sera. I remember everything. Should I ever have children, you will not be allowed to watch them. I am popping every one of these balloons with my sword.

This is an outrage! Just wait until my father hears all about this. You can bet your arses that he won't be happy about his heir being kidnapped and brought to this strange place! Someone better tell me right now where my mother and father are! Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. If you think my father is scary when he's angry, my mum is even scarier if something happens to me!

Right then, rather than everyone writing at once, why don't we consolidate our information in one location so that we can reference it in the event that someone's parents or guardians show?

Just fill it out here, perhaps? For example:

My name is Alfred. I'm supposed to be in the Lower Cathedral Ward of Yharnam under the guardianship of Father Gascoigne.

In the meantime, for the very young ones, might I suggest we putting them someplace where they aren't like to wander about and be food for beasts? Just... suggestion. You know?

Pardon me for interrupting. A lady said I should ask here to find my family. My name is Cullen Rutherford, and I am lost. My father is Finn Rutherford, and my sisters are Mia and Rosalie, and my brother is Branson. I am not sure how I got here. My mother is sick, so I need to get home to help.

I swear on Maferath's hairy ass, I don't know how or why I keep ending up like this. One minute it's all jokes and drinks at the Hanged Man, the next it's waking up in some cold room with people pointing lights in your eyes and asking your name. Why do I keep ending up in the middle of the crazy shit? I've never said anything but positive things about Andraste's physical features.

No one tell the Seeker, but I could write a dozen books in half the time with something like this.

[Chatty to Remus Lupin]
>> Remus.
>> Thorin Oakenshield is here.

My arrival a few days ago sparked more drama than I had anticipated. But for anyone that had been poking about, I am not a demon. Firmly sold on that fact, thank you.

I owe it to myself and all of you for a proper introduction, I suppose. I know my brother is fond of going by our last name, but you can simply call me Bethany. I'm a mage, like apparently Garrett, though our fields of specialization seem to be different. I'll be working in Medical, as a healer. It's not something I've done full time in ... a great many years, but I have skill and quite a lot of practice healing people in battle and after.

I'm choosing to take this place as a bit of a retirement. I've spent a great many years underground and on the move, always in battle. Without Darkspawn here, I think I'm content to enjoy the quiet that this place has to offer. Most days.

It's a bit like home in this regard, but I understand not everyone is comfortable or familiar with the idea of magic, so if you have any questions, please feel free to ask. I promise I'm quite easy to get along with. And much prettier than my brother.

Being cooped up is starting to get me. Who wants a snowball war? I'm thinking: we build forts, plan strategies, and then we have to besiege the other forts.

Who's in?

[Chatty to Cassandra]
>> A battle with no casualties. My favorite kind.
>> You came out of that undamaged, it looked like?