The Doorway: a panfandom game

Okay. Personal lesson learned on what not to do here: get too close to another refugee. Because that doesn't seem to end well. Worst week ever

Who: Teen!Jessica Drew and BB!Ben Reilly
When: BACKDATED LIKE WHOA - Friday, May 10, during De-Age Week
Where: Bronx Zoo
What: Mini-spiders go to the zoo to embrace their chance at a normal childhood (lol relatively), complete with bonding over talks of their past and ice cream.
Rating: PG

( “Yes, you did! Let’s go see the camels! Time to make like a plane and jet out of here!” Still carrying him horizontally, she rushed out of the restroom with him, making airplane noises, and forcing people to one side. )

Christ, that memory dump thing is really a mindfuck really messes with your head.

Just what I needed, more memories of him. I need a drink

[MULDER]

I just got four years. So much for the time limit theory, I guess.

I was thinking it might have something to do with there being a disturbance between this universe and ours. Like, if someone goes through the tesseract between the universes, it makes a space for this information to come through.

[CAS]

I don't think I've gotten any of the physical effects of the four years I just lived through in my sleep, but would you mind double-checking?

One year ago tomorrow people first started coming through the Tesseract. Yowza.

[Filtered to Doug Hammond]

Hi one of our advisors went back and I was hoping you'd still be interested in the position.

To: human.resources@shield.gov
From: willparry@pottstower.com
Subject: SHIELD Application
Attachment: resume.doc

( you have 1 new message )

Oh, just lovely. Look out, everyone. There is a pigeon on the loose in the tower and it is apparently fond of dive-bombing unsuspecting people. I have pigeon poop all over the shoulder of my lovely jacket. It had better come out or I may suddenly discover a desire for pigeon pie.

[Filtered to Gaige]


WATSON


i have a mission


where we get to kill people together
and we get paid to do it

merry christmas

NOT COOL
But I understand
I mean I did do the thing
ugh

[Filter to Professor Charles Xavier]

Hi. You don't know me, I think, from what the SHIELD agents said about your age, but in the future, like many others here have told you, eventually you do know me?

Anyway.. I'm Jamie Madrox. Once you were friends with my dad, Arthur Madrox and once you sort of helped me when I went a little coo coo for cocoa puffs, to put it lightly. I'm not crazy, I'm really not, but SHIELD won't even let me do an actual interview because they think I'm too easily compromised to be an agent.

To put it simply, I've been having trouble with my mutant power, in a sort of mental way, and I could really use some help getting it under control. If you have time, that is. Or the desire. If not, I understand completely.

I have yet to take an anatomy class but I am pretty sure I just discovered muscles that I never knew I had all on my own anyway. Oh, boy. What just two straight days of kick-boxing does to your body.

But exams have been miraculously passed with good grades. Yay! Time to see anything and everything I couldn't do before this summer.... granted I can move.

Filtered: Julie Power

So I forgot to ask.. how was Midtown prom?

The next week is going to be insane and full of so many memories. My birthday is on Saturday and Tuesday is my one year anniversary for being here. I can't believe I've been here for a year. It doesn't feel like that long, to be honest. I've kept myself pretty busy. Oh, and this is me officially leaving the good part of my twenties. I'm edging closer and closer to my thirties every day. I'm not sure how I feel about that.

I've decided it's time I start using this thing more often! I used to do video blogs allllll the time and people really seemed to like those. They were just about my everyday life or whatever so hey, you get more blogs from me! I miiiiiight do some video blogs if Lizzie will let me borrow her camera. I just don't like staring at the last video I put up. It makes my stomach churn and I seriously need to get rid of it. Nobody wants to look at that pathetic mess of a human.

But watching it again made me think about a lot of things. I'm still not sure I know who I am. I mean I thought I knew when I was with Wickham, but now after everything that's happened I.. well, I don't know. I keep trying to go back to the person I was before him because that's familiar. That's what I know, that's me, but it's also not me anymore. I'm trying to be more responsible and take my life more serious and be a serious person, but it doesn't always feel right. Maybe I'm just both of those people all wrapped up in a big question mark because I'm like cookie dough and I haven't finished baking yet (Oh yeah, I totes just referenced a Buddy quote. Booyah!). Sometimes I'm annoying and loud and full of alcohol, but sometimes I'm quiet and sensitive and just want to read a book too. I cry and I laugh and maybe that's okay.

I still have a lot of stuff to work through. I still have some secrets I'm keeping to myself because I'm not strong enough to face them yet, but one day I will be and it will feel amazing to get all of that off of my chest. Today is a good day!

All of the true things that I am about to tell you are shameless lies. But if they make you happy, you should live by them.

I'm reading a book. I'm not really sure what it's about. I thought it was about a man writing about the father of the Atomic bomb (who was also very interested in turtle spines) but then it wasn't. Then, it might also be about something called Bokononism, which seems to me to be a beautiful interpretation of everything that makes religion stupid. No, not only religion, but beliefs of any kind, or perhaps even belonging to a certain set of beliefs and imagining that makes you a part of some community. Be them scientific, political or otherwise. The granfalloon or whathaveyou.

False sense of... belonging. As though that makes us happy.

I think that might have an even larger meaning in this place. We're all here, and perhaps we think we ought to feel a sense of comradery for those from our own worlds. The places we thought we belonged -- but I don't think it's necessary. I think I've learned more and grown more since coming here and being away from Henr my world. I think having others from my book here would "stunt" me, I think it isn't necessary to limit yourself to or trust those who've had similar lives or experiences because that can be narrowing to your perspective, perhaps.

I'm not sure. It's only a thought. I'm going to keep reading this book, it's not like anything I've ever read before. I'm still not quite positive I know what it's about, but it's making me... think, I suppose.

[TW: Discussions of genocide. The unimportance of the truth.]

Who: Christine Chapel & Fox Mulder
When: May 17, 2013
Where: A Campground in Upper New York State
What: Fluffy marshmallows and the hope of some spaceships of the non-Enterprise variety while avoiding spaceships of the Enterprise variety (aka STID).
Rating: Moderate.
Status: COMPLETE.



( Plus, it was an excellent opportunity to do something he’d been wanting to do for a while - check out places where UFOs had been sighted in this reality. )

I don't know who recommended Sherman Alexie to me but his books are real fine. I read one of them and got another one checked out from the library.

I also started doing some drawings for some furniture for that bed project. The lady that wanted one gave me a picture of it and I think I can make something like. Maybe not exactly like for personal reasons, but like.

[Filter: Private]

I guess now I know what it feels like to find out things about your future.

Least it ain't a bad future.

But it does make me miss Dr. Mike that much more.

Really, don't challenge the bartender to quarters especially when the bartender is a vampire. It wont end well for you.

You know, I think it's looking like it's going to be a good summer.

Filter: Alaric

I was thinking maybe we could take a weekend, go up to the lakes, find a cabin for a night or two...

End

[Pietro]
We should tell Lorna about us. I can do it on my own or with you, but I think you know which I'd prefer. From there it's her choice whether she wants to tell him.

[Lorna]
Are you free Sunday morning? I was hoping you'd join me for brunch. My treat.

[Erik]
Hello! I just wanted to see how you were settling in. Is there anything you need?

[Alex 616]
I'll be telling Lorna about us before the week is out. I'm not trying to prolong it, I just wanted her to have a chance to settle in first. I've also been trying to prolong it.

What I learned from SHIELD community outreach:

1. Protestors will find you everywhere, but that doesn’t mean they know you’re the person they’re protesting.
2. It would have been better if I was a werewolf. Duly noted.
3. It’s apparently socially acceptable to ask a stranger to show you their abs.
4. Having an amulet embedded in your chest is 'lame'.
5. Speak in dinosaur form and you’ll be called Barney for the rest of the day.
6. People are still shocked a Hispanic kid can like Captain America.
7. People are still shocked Captain America is liked in Mexico.
8. He's not Captain United States, all I'm saying.
9. High school bathrooms are terrifying things.
10. I hate teenagers.

I have officially begun my SHIELD training and so far I have discovered that I have much to learn. The paperwork alone was enough to make me question my sanity. They asked for information that I had never encountered before but thankfully there were people there to assist me. For example, a social security number. I had never heard of such a thing.

Between that, my meditation class and my sessions with Luke and Mara, I have been keeping rather busy. Not so busy however that I missed the fact that Han has gone back. We didn't spend a great deal of time together here but if things transpire as they do in the films, we will get to know one another very well in our future. Leia, Luke, and Jaina, I am sorry. If there is anything I can do for any of you, please don't hesitate to ask.

[Filter: Laura Roslin]
I have heard a great deal about plays being performed on something called Broadway. Would you be interested in seeing one of these with me?

What a boring thing it is to be relegated to the role of storyteller when you're so used to being the hero or the villain, at the very least, of your own tale.

( S.H.I.E.L.D. Advisory Notice to Potts Tower Network )

Found some time to watch certain episodes of the show I'm from and finally know what happens to me in my future if I ever go back there. I really want to stay here now


[Filtered to Wesley Wyndam-Pryce]

I just had to know what happened to me, to us.


[Filtered to Anya]

I know this probably really strange, but I was wondering how you are doing?

You can't just go around kidnapping people because you're a blue box with an insane energy reading and nothing better to do with your damned existence. There are rules and laws of the universe and already enough of them have been broken in my world, no need to go breaking them all over the place and in other worlds! Honestly, I could have been doing something important!

Agh, you know I WAS doing something important and now the computers are all for shite on the Enterprise because of this bloody blue box with an awful agenda set on ruining my day.

Possible STID spoilers in replies

In-flight safety demonstrations are too long. A speech that ought to consist of if you don't know how to fasten your seatbelt, turn round and ask daddy to help you and in the event of an emergency do absolutely nothing until someone with a uniform instructs you to do so instead gets bloated up with lots of very difficult conceptual material like how to use a life vest and this large door-looking thing is, in fact, a door. I've often suspected they exist solely to distract passengers from the fact that we're not yet taxiing because I've just popped back into the terminal to grab a Coke.

But then some idiot tries to open an emergency exit door while hurtling over God knows where at 37,000 feet, and I remember why we have to explain to everyone that the buckle is inserted into the opposite not-buckle bit and tightened snugly over your hips: people are too stupid an excitable to remember anything like common sense once they slip the surly bonds of earth. So, here is my addendum to the usual rigamarole, which I had expected everyone was smart enough to infer, but - I am often disappointed:

If the idiot next to you attempts to open the emergency exit door during flight, please return to your half-completed magazine word puzzle.

Ignore him. Have a drink.

Because - pay attention, now - the funny thing about flying people 37,000 feet up in the air is, you have to pressurize the cabin, else everyone begins to whine about the complete lack of oxygen, freezing temperatures, etc., etc. So, the air pressure inside the plane is much higher than that outside; and as emergency exit doors are designed to open inwards, anyone attempting to open one has pull against the several thousand pounds of pressure being exerted against said door by the cabin's pressurized atmosphere. You have less chance of prying it open than you have of summoning your flight attendant with that little button we let you believe does something.

So, what's more dangerous - letting your seatmate fiddle with something til he falls drunkenly asleep, or physically assaulting and attempting to restrain someone in close quarters?

Next time: how to turn your iPhone off. Shocking how many people develop spontaneous hypoxia and simply forget.