The 100; a panfandom game

COMMAND, SURVEILLANCE & RESCUE & RECOVERY:

We've got a situation here. There's a giant man — it looks like Arnold Schwarzenegger honestly — dragging a pod in our direction. The pod is enormous. Like he can't be a normal man enormous.

The R&R team can head him off near Lemkin Cemetery. We might need to send out more soldiers though, just in case.

BRUCE BANNER:

Agent Romanoff mentioned that you're working on reverse engineering the unstable molecule fabric. Can I take a look at it?

HOPE VAN DYNE:

It's getting too crowded down here.

Filter to Command, Medical, and Surveillance

Morning inventory check showed some missing supplies in supply closet four. Mostly some antibiotics, some bandages, and medical tape. Surveillance, I wonder if you can go over the video from yesterday into this morning to see if we can identify our culprit?

eta after they discover who it was...

Filter to Guards

We have a developing situation with the theft of some medical supplies. It looks it was done by a child, but stand by. We may need your help in containing or transporting whoever is attached to the boy.

FILTERED TO AUDREY PARKER:

Not to downplay the fact that half of this place turned into an episode of the Munsters, but that's way out of my scope of understanding. What I can wrap my head around is that I have a few trackers ready to go. I'm running out of parts to do more, but it's a start, right?

FILTERED TO HOPE:

Is it just me, or have things been really crazy around here lately? More than usual, I mean.

What kind of world is this where this is possible? This must be dark sorcery of some kind. I don't like it.

I'd like to return to my proper form now. Men are so... short-lived.

SCOTT LANG:

You should go to this dance thing tonight, and you should go with me.

CASSIE LANG:

How are you doing, kiddo?

HANK PYM:

Stop hiding.

I think I'm finally settling into this place. No really I mean it takes some time, sure, but people can be really helpful in spite of past...stuff.

Just wish my friend was here. Or my boyfriend. But you can't have everything I guess.

I'll just dazzle you all at the variety show instead.

[Hope Van Dyne and Raven]

I've thought a lot about it and I'd really like to come work for you guys. I am more than qualified at surveillance. Made it kind of all I was about for a few years.

And much as the computer support stuff is fun...

Nah I can't. It's not fun. I can do it in my sleep and I want a challenge, something interesting. Lets at least talk about it?

[Alison]

So, I have ideas. For the show, for things that suit people. I made a list.

Well, four lists.

Anyway how are you? Seems like it's been a while since we got to talk.

I lost a month somewhere.

I don't know if anyone is keeping track of this stuff, but Luis pulled a disappearing act in the middle of a chat we were having. Someone please tell me people actually go home when that happens. If you have to lie, that's okay. Just tell me they go home.

I always say it isn't science without a minor explosion. The ants, however, were an interesting touch.

There are ants. With attitude. And to think, I was told Surveillance would be "straightforward" and "boring". But no, I've got ants sassing me for looking at them.


[Filtered to Command]

You do know there's a lot more we could do to keep tabs and gather intel besides watching monitors.

[A small parade of ants wanders into the technology/engineering room.]

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FILTERED TO HOPE:

Before you even say it, I signed up for fighting lessons. And I might even get to attend those if the doctors ever give me a thumbs-up.

FILTERED TO CASSIE:

Hey, kiddo. Just checking in, seeing how things are going. I haven't been able to bother Hank much lately, so I hope you're covering for me.

HOPE VAN DYNE:

How's Scott?

JANET VAN DYNE:

I suppose it's within the normal realm of concern to check in with you after a werewolf attack. How are you?

Filter to Medical Volunteers from August 29

I would like to thank you all for the help that you provided during the battle with the werewolves. Without your assistance and support, there is no way that the medical staff would have been able to be as effective as we were. Some of you have medical experience; most of you do not. Regardless of which category you fall in, you rose up to the challenge of assisting those who came to us injured, some of them quite badly, and you did so with grace, and humor, and great heart. Thank you. Anytime that we in medical need your assistance, it will be my great pleasure to welcome you back.

Filter to Medical Staff and Administration

A few days ago we all were presented with the challenge of preparing medical for the aftermath of a battle that none of us could ever have imagined. I asked, and you each stepped forward and with our combined medical knowledge and talents, we were able to do our jobs, and do them well. It's difficult to become a well-oiled machine, a team that works well together, complementing and boosting each of our talents and shortcomings. It's especially difficult to do in a situation like the one we find ourselves in here. People come and go, sometimes quickly, and yet we came through the trial put before us. I am proud to work with you, to call you colleagues and friends.

Thank you, my friends, for all that you have done, and all that you will continue to do as the medical professionals of Mount Weather.

I want to remind each of you to not dwell overmuch on the failures of Saturday night, and to celebrate the successes. We mourn for those who were lost, and remember them, and move on with our lives. Remember to live, so that their sacrifices weren't in vain.

FILTERED TO HOPE, HANK, LUIS:

I know this wasn't really a group vote thing, but if all hands are needed on deck, I have to take the suit out in the open.

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.

What the hell is really going on here? We're just supposed to accept that someone kidnapped us, dropped us off, and left us to our own devices? We're supposed to get on with our lives like nothing happened? Story of my damn life

Cool. That's not weird at all.

I'm Claire. I was a nurse at home. It looks like I'll be one here too.

Good news, everyone! We finished building a few generators, and I've moved on to converting some more guns and making smaller batteries for things like lights and gadgets and appliances. If you have any requests, send them my way! Fair warning, though, if you ask for a Weather Battery as a lightbulb, they are very bright, so don't ask if you're prone to headaches.


HOPE VAN DYNE:

Hey, lookalike! How are you settling in?

Hello, Mount Weather. I am being forced, against my will, to introduce myself. My name is Hank Pym. I have several advanced degrees, so if you'd like to address me by my proper title, that'd be Dr. Pym. Some of you might know me as the founder and former CEO of Pym Tech, or through my work with SHIELD. Some of you might know my daughter, Hope. I don't much care to speak to you if I don't know you, and you probably don't care to talk to me if I do. That's all.