The Doorway: a panfandom game

To anyone who knew them... Angelina, Fred II and George Weasley are gone. Don't worry, as far as I remember, no shit goes down or anything.

Filtered: Oliver Wood

Are you home? I just want I could use you around right now.

Jesus, it's cold and wet and dismal today. The air smells like pollution, I'm shivering, and I had plans to go out and make some mone ... enjoy Fleet Week. I imagine those musical performances will be just thrilling or something.

[Steve Rogers (616)]

My plans were a success, in case you care. I saw Tony, we talked a bit and I'm not angry with him at all now. It's all sorted out -- isn't that fun? I hope your night was at least half as interesting

[Irene Adler (Ritchie)]

This weather -- feels almost like home doesn't it? All the heavy clouds, rain, the damp chill in the air. All New York is missing is a league of small soot covered children, really. I haven't seen many grubby little street urchins, it's a pity.

[Don Draper]

I have a question. I haven't found an accountant yet, but I was wondering about...assets.

[TW: Discussion of sex work & embezzlement and sham marriages]

FILTERED TO THE PARKER BROTHERS (Ben & Kaine!):

Soooooooooooo...

I spoke with Jess. Kaine, do you know her? I was gonna do up an intro for you to the Avengers, but then I figured you'd throw something heavy at my skull for making you be social with... well, other people. Long story short, though? Yeah, there's something to worry about down the road for me. Don't know what. Don't know how it happens. Just know it's ten levels of Not Good.

And, yeah, Kaine. I'm getting around to telling Gwen about our world. You don't have to remind me. I'm getting to it, I swear.

FILTERED TO PETER PARKER (MCU):

Hey, pal. How are you holding up over there? I'm taking the lack of emergency texts in the wee hours to be a good thing.

FILTERED TO GWEN STACY:

Crazy few Crazy few days, huh?

[Rumiko]

You'll let me know if you need another afternoon pick me up, won't you?

[Draper]

It's already 11:30 in the morning and I haven't had a drink yet -- and for some reason, I've a feeling you could use one. Cigar Lounge?

Why did they all have to... This sucks. I don't want to live alone

EDIT ADDED TEN MINUTES AFTER POSTING


[Filter to Harry Potter]

I heard about your Mum, I'm really sorry.

If you need anything, let me know.

[End]

I'm tempted to get a pet of some kind. I mean I don't like the term pet or keeping them as 'pets' but I feel like some company. Animals are just as alive and intelligent as we are after all.

[Filtered to 616 Avengers (including YA) + Ben Reilly + Humberto + Septimus + Sherlock (Elementary)]

I've decided to go to Chicago for Memorial Day weekend to frown at deep dish pizza and visit Wrigley Field.

If you need me for anything -- preferably a crisis more urgent than a paper-cut or Logan growling at you-- I'll be a very short ride away. In the meantime, I suggest that you get off your asses and have some fun.

Okay. My book doesn't exist here. At all. But THIS? This exists to BUY? What? It only took me several bucks to make.

Got a few questions for the network:

How does a man get employed around here?
When do I get my property back?
What is the procedure for passports?

[(edited) Filter to Elizabeth]
You like pie?

This tesseract thing can suck my bollocks, pardon my french. So, looks like you went and took almost all my best mates. Fucking hell, this is depressing.

Filtered to: Roxanne

I'm sorry, love. Do you want to come over? I'm sorry they're gone, really.

Filtered to: Katie

We should do something. Maybe break things? I don't know, anything so I'm not so upset. I feel like punching a hole in the wall.

FILTERED TO NEW GIRL PEEPS:

You guys forgot about my birthday. I'll give Cece a pass, since she was unwilling to help a guy out and give a guy a condom and pointed out we don't really know each other well enough for that, but what the hell, man? What sort of friends do I even have?


Oh yeah. Nick and Schmidt. I think I answered my own question.

FILTERED TO (EMH) AVENGERS:

I have found myself in an unusual situation. With Ororo's assistance, I have placed a door between my apartment and the one she shares with Azari. He wished to live with us, however as she is no longer with the Panther she knows, and she and I were not romantically involved in our world, a door between apartments became the best compromise.

Her Panther is here now, and I find myself at a loss for how to proceed.

FILTERED TO ORORO:

Hello. I hope you have been well. Did you enjoy the dance?

Ohhhhh boy. It's finally happened, hasn't it? I've finally gone crazy. Yep, I knew they'd one day drive me to the loony bin, but I didn't think it would happen so soon - and with dad finally out of jail. I thought I'd at least get to see George Michael graduate high school and meet a nice girl... or any girl really.

I guess New York City is as good a place as any to be trapped in your own head. Oh god, what if I'm in a coma? Am I in a coma?

I have to say, having a close friend here has been utterly fantastic. Despite the fact he's eaten every box of cereal I'd had in the cupboards. Really, Bishop? All my cereal?

I almost miss being young. I mean, I didn't miss parts of it. But I missed how carefree I was. Now I know better.

VERONICA
How are you and Sam doing?
I kind of miss everyone.
I didn't mean to pick up a bazillion work shifts.

Has anyone woke up with a whole set of new memories crammed in their head? I'd say it was all that telly watching, but there are things shoved in there not shown on the show I'm from. It's like I dreamt it all, but I know I didn't. I know it was real. Dreams sort of fade, and these aren't fading the least bit.

Makes me miss the Doctor, though.

I think I need to set reminders to myself to check this and use it. I can never remember that it's here. We didn't have anything like this, and even if we had, I don't think I would have used it as much as my sons' generation seems to.

Just the other week, my wife celebrated her first Mother's Day. This place has been a huge blessing for both of us, and even though it seems like we keep getting reminders of how temporary this can be, seeing the smile on her face when we took her camping makes it worth it. I always knew she'd be an incredible mother one day, I just didn't expect us to have two sons who are older than we are. I thought the shock would wear off by now, but it hasn't. Something tells me it probably won't as long as we're here.

I know you don't know me but you know a friend of mine: Jack Harkness. I'm Gwen Cooper and from what I've found out and from what people have told me you met the woman in the 1800s that I look like. Can you tell me about her? I'm also going to watch the episode she was in in the near future.

Does anybody else from universes similar to this one feel kind of weird watching movies or reading books anymore?