The 100; a panfandom game

[ darcy ]

We may have a problem.

Normally I'm all respectful and shit, but this isn't an opportunity I'd like, ever have. Ever.


May The 4th Be With You, people of Mt. Weather.

Also by looking at most of this porn, y'all are way more vanilla than I expected.

This world is particularly cruel.

Tauriel is gone.

WHO Darcy & Thorin
WHAT Reuniting after two weeks apart!
WHEN Pretty soon after everyone arrives back in the mountain.
WHERE Darcy's room.
WARNINGS Language and a fade-to-black, aw yeah.

( Hi. Holy fucknuggets. )

TOM SMITH:

What the hell was that?

EZIO, ARI MIRK-THORIN & OLIVER THORIN:

Okay. You were all right. You happy?

If you ummm heard that tiny boom this morning around 5 coming from the west side of town, pay no mind! None at all! It's okay! I've got it under control! Just a tiny explosion! No one was harmed!

Sorry!

( Bring it, pirates*. )

*Please don't actually Bring Anything.
*Unless it's rum.
*Or a band-aid. I nicked myself just getting this thing down off its wall mount.

[FILTERED TO BOBBI SHIELDS]

In the "research" phase of this evening, I stumbled onto this buried treasure. You're welcome.

Overheard in my shop today:

- 'I want to buy Lord of the Rings.'
- 'You idiot, then why are we here? They don't sell movies. Let's go.'

That really how it is with today's youth? I say youth. Could've been a well sheltered adult. Bit concerned all the same. Did appreciate the first person's dramatic sigh that ensued. Bit worried about where that friendship stands.

So like, since I'm assuming we're preparing for battle, is this where the end-of-game/movie montages happen and everyone gets laid? Because seriously, think about it. The night or day before any major suicide mission/battle/fight whatnot, you know you've had some kind of life-affirming moment. It's the oldest trope in the book.


Have your moment, people. Enjoy your moment.

But don't enjoy it so much that you have trouble walking tomorrow.

Alright, I need to see what I can do to rig up a karaoke machine.



Maybe then we can have a sing off with Jadis.

(Ps that last part is totally a joke.)

Greetings, salutations, et cetera. I am Sherlock Holmes. One 'version' of him, by the looks of it. A fact of which is disconcerting.

While I initially had reason to believe I was being quartered with Legolas, a second inspection of his appearance has not aligned with Tolkien's description. I still do not, however, agree with what it is my eyes have seen. Circumstances are not, as any new arrival can imagine, ideal.

My thanks for the mug and colourful pamphlet, it has given me a great deal of information of which I have, overall, very little use. I have been told I will be a part of law enforcement. To whom do I report? There's something I wish to discuss in private.

Is there anyone who is especially skilled at growing mystery plants? Perhaps even magically talented? I have a handful of seeds, but I know next to nothing about plants. And very little about this plant, to be fair. But I would still like to have more of it. I can show you what the leaves look like, if that helps.

Teddy

Um. Tell me I didn't wish anything out of existence.


Please. Alien metabolism > magic, right now.

I blame radiation for anything and everything that might have happened yesterday. Yup. Totally the apocalypse's fault. So And uh -- thanks, Mount Weather. For being so understanding.

CHATTY TO THORIN:

» So my BFF got sent back.
» But Tony's here and he gave me a buttload of Twinkies.
» Would you like to commiserate with me, bump uglies, drink blue vodka and eat twinkies?

It keeps raining odd playing cards on my head. Which would be a worrying sentence were I not learning to shrug off these things.

Poe, I'm fairly sure some of these are from that game you and your friends play. I haven't a clue about the rest. One has a pair of dogs on it? Anyhow, I will keep them, in case anyone finds more and would like to take them off my hands.

[FILTERED TO KILI AND THORIN]

Gentlemen. Would either of you be willing to fill a personal commission for throwing knives? I have found some steel that would suit. There's not much, and it is hardly the finest quality, but it will suffice.

Fort Knox is alright. The most challenging part was sniffing out the remaining landmines. The fence has fallen down in some places and the lawn is not a lawn anymore so it was hard to tell where the minefield begins. It would be more difficult if it still had power.

They do not have a pit full of gold coins that you can swim in.

[Blacksmiths and Engineers (both departments)]
Is gold useful for anything? Or diamonds?

eta: We will trade at a good rate for luxury foods or camping supplies and survival gear.
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[Carol Danvers]
Did you have other military bases that you wanted to check? I had already looked up the security for Fort Knox so I knew how to get in but Pixie and I could try other places as well.
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If any babies are born 9 months from now, Darcy is a great name, mmkay?

Also holy shit way to exceed expectations, people. Thumbs up.

I still do not understand the magic of this place or why we are here, but Kili trusts you and [...] that is enough for me.

I am Tauriel of the. Your forests are healing as well as expected, but still unhappy with the world at large.

This is a request I did not ever expect to make, but I felt it warranted an attempt. There are many of you here with assorted magics. Do any concern the creation of metals or stones, or the manipulation of existing materials into such? I have a vision for bladed weaponry that would be better suited to another metal-type than what I have currently.

Now, I've looked everywhere for it, but I can't seem to find my pipe! If this is some kind of trickery, it's certainly not welcomed. That was a Baggins heirloom it was, something I had with me from the Shire. Bit of pipe weed gone, too. It's such a shame...I'd be most grateful if someone could help me find it.