The 100; a panfandom game

Mount Weather, I believe I still owe many of you an apology.

During my last radio broadcast a few Sundays ago, you may have noticed I got a bit more emotional than usual during our panel discussion. And then you may have noticed that you became more emotional, too. I didn't know it at the time, but when my emotions grow strong enough, it turns out they're literally contagious. Since then I've taken countermeasures, such as wearing gloves and refraining from speech when possible. I'm also in therapy four times a week. But none of that negates the stress and suffering I've inadvertently caused, and I am so, so sorry.

Obviously, I won't be returning to the radio until my emotions are under better control. Even then, I'll have someone around to cut the mic in case I become upset. But I will understand completely if that's not a risk you're willing to take. The last thing I would ever want to do is harm my fellow residents of this amazing mountain community.

In the meantime, Crowley is doing a wonderful job of hosting our weekly round-up single-handedly. Did you all catch his broadcast yesterday? I haven't enjoyed a radio interviewer this much since Terry Gross! Who, by the way, would make an excellent addition to our citizenry, if the Pod God is taking suggestions.

CAROL, NATASHA, ROCKET:

Have you seen my shield? It was here last night, but it's not in our room this morning.

FILTERED TO MEDICAL:

Which one of you can I trust to not dissect me if I

I'm going for walk. Who's coming with me? Groot's busy messing around with leaves, and I ain't got a lifetime to wait for him to catch up.

one day of this was enough.

I got enough issues WITHOUT HAVING TO DO THIS FOR TWO FLARKING DAYS SOMEONE DO SOMETHING

Quill and Gamora ain't here anymore. Who's keeping track?

TWO RULES

ONE IS THAT YOU DON'T PET ME

TWO IS THAT YOU DON'T STEP ON MY TAIL

AIN'T HARD TO LEARN

[Filtered to Guardians]

We have to do this.

If Drax was here, I'd suggest comedy. He could be the straight man. I'm going to guess you guys aren't up for a song and dance number?

It's a pity more things can't be beaten by dance-offs.

[Guardians]

Probably as good a time as any to make you lot check in. I hear it's a thing.

It's no secret we've got werewolves around the camp. Hunting's been delegated to inside the perimeter and fishing hasn't been done since the Grounders staked out the river a few weeks ago. The terms of the truce are simple: the Grounders leave Mount Weather and its environs alone, and we leave them alone. The werewolves are playing a game of chicken with us, standing at the perimeter, daring us to do anything. We're in a tenuous position, and the full moon's coming up.

I'm calling for volunteers — preferably with some kind of fight training — to spend the next few days training when if they attack on the full moon. We've got a course going on right now on how to fight werewolves.

If you can't fight, you can volunteer for medical assistance. We're going to need it. Always good to have people who can mend others.

THE 100:

Times like this, I kind of wish we hadn't blown the the damn acid fog.

Why in the actual fuck was there a two-headed rabbit watching me sleep?

Why is there a two-headed rabbit in my room at all?

ROCKET (& GROOT):

Hey, I was wondering what you fellas were doing later on? I was going to go out and take a look at the luminescent foliage and thought I could use some company.

What do you say?

FLASH THOMPSON 616:

Are you doing the movie night tomorrow?

MILITARY:

Last night's patrol around the perimeter showed us that the Grounders, the werewolf ones specifically, are doing their own perimeter checks. There was no act of aggression, but it was pretty clear that they were daring us to cross that line. We didn't, but now we need to fortify.

What we need are soldier, scout, mapmaker volunteers to pick up extra shifts around the mountain for patrols. We know they know entrances to the area that we didn't, likely thanks to Emerson and his knowledge of Mount Weather, so we need to make sure that none of them get in. There are too many innocent civilians here.

Sign up here if you can pick up a half a shift or anything else.

FILTERED TO ROMANOFF:

What's metal arm's name?

FILTERED TO BUCKY WITH THE METAL ARM:

How much for it?

Hi. That's a stupid name, but I guess it suits you. I mean that in a nice way.

How much for it?

HEY JACKASSES

It's been a while so we're playing cards tonight in the mess hall.

One of the things I really felt a sense of pride in back in Fabletown was our ability to pull together. When the cards were down, everyone rallied together. I've only arrived, and I can see that the same adversity has pulled you all together.

I'm happy to offer my services in any way I can.

BIGBY WOLF:

It feels strange, being so open about Fabletown and who we are.

CASSIE LANG:

You didn't tell your dad about being a superhero! I totally failboated on that, and might have mentioned that supervillains didn't like you.

Where's Damage Control when you need them?

ROCKET:

Wanna go for a run?

You know, I'm starting to think that maybe I should take these midwife classes. It wouldn't be the first time I've been around for the birth of a baby. Sure would be nice to be more helpful. Of course, the last time, it was a vampire and she staked herself — I've got double memories and it's hard to figure out which

I hear there's a book club? What are they reading?



I miss Lorne. He'd have a karaoke bar all setup here and open for business. Even if there really wasn't any business.

I like to think I don't rely on my cane but it is a pain in the ass without it.

So, question: anyone have a long stick they'd be willing to let me borrow?

DEAN WINCHESTER:

You seemed pretty damn confident you could build a copy of my billy club. Have you done it yet?

All right. I'm swallowing my considerable pride and going public because I don't have another option.

Stuck. In a devil's trap. Outdoors. In a bloody hurricane.

HEY, OTHER THOMPSON. We're gonna talk.