The 100; a panfandom game

We found Marie.

She's been turned to stone. And yeah, Edmund, I heard sleigh bells in the area.

So is there an actual plan for dealing with the one doing this?

Uh, hi Mount Weather. I'm Roy. I already got the whole speech about this being the happiest place on Earth, so you can skip that whole introduction welcome wagon.

It looks like I'll be working with the hunters, and yes, this city kid can use a bow and arrow. You'd be surprised what you can learn on the wrong side of town.

Chocolate frogs beat out cake pops any day of the week.

Who wants to help me try out every flavor of these beans?

I do not care if they're the disgusting ones I want to try all of them.

Mount Weather, I would like to pose a very important question to you right now.

What do you enjoy about being here? What's changed for you, since arriving, that you're finding you're really quite fond of? It's curiosity that's propelling me, really. Nothing more or less than that.

[MEDICAL]

Slightly more serious:

Traumatic brain injury most often presents itself initially the same way you'd find yourself concussed - you'd experience mild disorientation or brief loss of consciousness. Given that there are very specific ones of you that get batted about the head quite a lot, I would like to see you at least bi-weekly to ensure you're all right.

All right?

I don't not understand this uproar over the drink called coffee. Do you all require it for sustenance? I attempted a taste this morning and it was bitter and tasted of hate.


Are we permitted to build outside of the mountain? Our own dwellings? My [...] former home was open and forged from nature, and I find myself longing to live beyond the stone.

I've been searching and going over every damn place Marie showed me she liked to venture off to while gathering things for everyone. And I still ain't finding a trace of her anywhere. I dunno if any of the rest of you who do that job got any idea where else she might have gone. But I'm open to suggestions.

Also considering just heading out for a few days of non-stop looking further and further around the perimeter for a few miles. I doubt she accidentally wandered Jean or Rachel would be able to hea And the butterfl

There are some caves that could use a bit more of a look over if nothing else.

ok i get it. you're all heroical do-gooders running on caffeine that never did a wrong thing a day in your life. i get that coffee is prized above all else. because hey. otherwise we're subsisting on blue stuff and veronica's witty banter.

... didn't you ever grow pot in a window unit when you were in college? no. just me. okay. i'm pretty sure i can engineer you a tiny adorable greenhouse. if that's a Thing and You Want It. (never say tony stark's handsome mug doesn't class a place up immediately.)

so here's what i need:

space (i'm thinking a sturdy table, some of your adorable midcentury aesthetic lighting and tubing)

set me up near a water source

reflective material

some fancy do-gooder that makes things grow faster

and we're done

I can't believe I'm This place is full of smells I know we got all sorts of folks here besides humans, and no one's hunting any of y'all, no one's trying to limit your rights. Seems too good to be true, but I gotta ask because I'm sick of dancing around it. How many of you can turn into something else, like an animal?

I can handle constant threat of radiation poisoning, death-by-arrow, dragon, White Witch and werewolf, but a coffee ration? That just hurts. If I had a trailer, I'd be storming back to it.

You know, once you get over the fact that we're all underground in a nuclear wasteland, the digs are pretty nice. I've lived in way worse.

Am I too late for baklava? I bet Wanda didn't save me any, because I'm not the Hawkeye she knows. Boo.


If I jam my ear up against a speaker I can almost hear the awesome music. A+, Star-Lord. Is that gonna be a regular thing, or is it mostly talk radio?


(Hey Kate. Katie. Katie-Kate.)

[Logan, Rogue, Be]
Why would they have a ritual for dead people they didn't even know?
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I smell baklava.

Worry not: I'll be teaching my signature dance moves this evening. I know that was weighing heavily on your minds.

Hello. I've not done this before. My name is Mikasa Ackerman. If you've spoken with me, I've mentioned creatures called Titans that exist in my world and live to make it a very cruel world. I'm a trained soldier and fighter.

So go ahead, ask me any questions about me that you'd like. Or about my world. I'll answer to the best of my knowledge.

Who wanted bacon? I am two miles south and this boar is awkward to carry.

[Pixie]
I need to go I went to do some hunting further out and to keep looking for anything strange. I guess I will be back before dinner tomorrow (Thursday - night - Friday). I don't think anyone will notice one night so you do not need to tell them unless I am late. I am going south west.

Betsy's gone.

Is there still no news about Marie?

That whole sudden jolt of new memories? They're not messing around.

[FILTERED TO MEDICAL]

Half of which included my being tested on and had holes drilled in my head while I was half-catatonic. Who wants to play Operation! with the Banshee?

Mostly I just need something for the migraine. And probably an exam because - ow-.

[OOC: Spoilers for the latest two eps of Teen Wolf in comments!]

Soooo I guess I get to officially get my ass out of Medical today? Awesome.

Anyway, I'm Mike. Sorry. About all that. We kinda had a bad night and I'm still not completely convinced that this place isn't Soylent Green, but thanks for the patching up, docs. Sewing up. I appreciate it, even if I know I was kind of a dick that night.

No shooting, promise. I mean, from me. I'm not making any promises for Emily. Y'all should still be scared of her.

So.

Tall Russian guy. Really hot. Goes by Illya.

He's gone, isn't he?