The 100; a panfandom game

The Firearms class is having a friendly marksmanship competition on Monday. The winner gets... I don't know. Is there anything in particular you want other than smug satisfaction that you're better than the other rookies?

BETSY BRADDOCK:

You move things with your mind, don't you? You want to throw trash at people and hope they hit it with bullets?

The pumpkins were clearly a good idea.

[Filter: Mom]

There's capture the flag tomorrow.

Can I do that?

Hi. My name is Sue Storm. And it says that right there. This is stu [...] I'm a new arrival. And I was told I should introduce myself.

I'll be working in tech as an engineer.

[Filtered to Johnny]
Happy now?

Who decided it was a good idea to fill the place with pumpkins? How did we get so many pumpkins?

Everywhere I turn there's a new jack-o-lantern with a sneering face staring me down, like it's disappointed with my life choices.

Not everyone loves Halloween.

Do we have enough pumpkins for a pumpkin carving contest? That's probs considered a waste of food, ain't it?


We could bake the seeds!


I'm just sayin.

After 40+ hours (where most of you were distracted trying to kill each other or something), Snow gave birth to six healthy babies last night. We only expected one, so we're still working on names, but every single one is a chip off the old block. They got enough from my own dad that they're already trying to fly, so if you come by, know that we don't just tie babies down to their beds for fun.

We're asking that only friends visit, and even then, come at your own risk. Snow is punchy on her good days.


MEDICAL:

Sorry for being such a beast while they were on their way. Literally.

I'll fix that chair.

It looks as if I'll also be joining the Awake and Drastically different contingent. Is anyone keeping a list I'm mostly sure that I'm not a vampire. Even though I look like I'm suffering from bl [...] pale enough to be an anemic. That wouldn't explain why I look like a vat of bleach was dumped on my head. [....] Would it? [...] [...] I'm also starting to feel

WILDERNESS SURVIVAL CLASS (STUDENTS+TEACHERS) + PEETA

We're heading out early tomorrow, so I want everyone to check in with me tonight and show me what you've packed. We'll only be gone a few days, but I don't want anyone to forget anything essential. Come and find me in the dining hall after you've eaten.

And then you should make sure to get a good sleep tonight. We're meeting just outside the doors at sunrise.

FINNICK

You're either coming camping, or you're going to medical so that Simon can keep an eye on you while Peeta and I are gone. It's up to you.

CHRIS TRAEGER

Hey. Just wanted to check in with you. How're you feeling?

[Filter: Dr. Charles Xavier]

I'm afraid I won't be able make it to your office for our next appointment, Doctor.

In fact, I'm not sure I can ever come back in.

There's too much noise.

Who: Chris Traeger and Lito Rodriguez.
What: Dance lesson!
When: Saturday afternoon, 10/9.
Where: Lito’s room to start.
Warnings: Probably none, other than Trouble stuff and maybe some sexual tension.

( Chris Traeger, reporting for duty! )

Now that I have settled in a little and have been granted permission to speak, I will make the introduction quick. I am Nicolas Brown, but just using Nic is okay and what I'm used to. Right now I am currently assigned as a prison guard and will be more efficient due to the previous stated permission.

If I may ask a favor -- If you do speak to me face to face, please do not talk too fast, that is all.

[Filtered to Medical]

It's a pain to admit, but I will need assistance. It is not urgent, but it's needed due to certain conditions. I am sorry in advance.

I think we've gotten the alcohol content on the whiskey a little less terrifying. It's an art as much as it's a science, particularly under these sorts of conditions. With such limited resources, the experimentation process takes a while. So while the alcohol content is more what we're going for now, the taste is still leaving a lot to be desired. I've started three new batches of mash today. Here's hoping one of them gets us closer to the victory.

Killing darkspawn was much easier than this. Significantly more likely to have me meet an untimely end, but easier. It's funny how that works, isn't it? When you have one major overriding goal (kill the archdemon, end the Blight, track down the key to ending the Calling), a lot of decisions are simple. You do the things that lead to the goal, the end. That's it. I have to make small decisions now that don't affect anyone other than me in any significant way, and every single one of them is harder to make than any of the ones I've made that affected whole countries.

Urgency breeds clarity, I suppose.

Mum always said waste n

A NOTE FROM SKILLED SERVICES

I would like to reach out to anyone who knows how to knit. Given that we were just gifted with a bevy of supplies (needles, skeins of yarn, &c), it has been suggested that we ought to put our hands to good use.

As such, I will take volunteers who can:

Knit cold-weather accessories including gloves, mittens, blankets, scarves, socks

Instruct in knitting

Assist knitters

Given that this is a skill which goes beyond our typically delegated tasks, I thought I would offer it up to the community to determine if there are any secret experts who might like to try their hand at supplying still another useful resources for the coming winter.

We should start some sort of spa here. Or really, I just need a massage. I must have slept wrong last night, my neck still feels tight. Everyone needs massages, right?

FILTERED TO BELLE

Hey, it seems like you're adjusting pretty well here. Everything going all right?

My head is still cloudy and full of the dreams which I had while under the influence of the medicine of man, but my nephew tells me that I must use this small window to tell you that I am here. I am Thorin Oakenshield, King of Erebor, leader of the House of Durin. It has been explained to me, but I still find it ridiculous that a man can share the face of a hobbit. I also wonder, in my thickheadedness from the herbs used to keep me asleep as I begin to heal, who this mysterious you is, to whom I am introducing myself.

I am also told that I have been here before, yet I have no memory of this.

So what's a girl do for fun around here?

Johnny and I have an announcement!



We're throwing a Halloween party.

Technically it's a festival, and I know that a bunch of scary monsters and things like that probably aren't super appealing, so it'll be more... just fun. We'll have games and not-scary Halloween stuff. And some scarier stuff for anyone who likes that, but we're really trying to make a good mix, so everyone can have fun.

I'm not going to tell you about everything we're doing, but if someone wants to volunteer to run a murder mystery game, or be part of the haunted house, hit me up.

And if you want to help us with decorations and games, let one of us know! We'll need the help to get it all together, but I promise it'll be a lot of fun.

I missed tea a lot.

Coffee is not the same.