War Is Coming Communications.

No rest for the wicked, huh? And here I'd gone thinking I was retired.

So, war with the devil, I'm apparently fictional. I can't decide which one worries me more.

Anything else I need to know?

So it seems it's not just my vision that got an upgrade. My hearing got one too. I had earplugs in and I could still hear Nik crying through them when I was in the other side of the house. And spices in food have been more prevelant too.

I'm just gonna leave this here.

An alphabetical dictionary of Hawkeyes.

( Caw Caw MotherF*ckers )

Well this certainly isn't where I expected to end up today. In fact this is probably the last place I expected to end up.

Does anybody know anything about this place that they'd care to share with me? I find it hard to believe nobody knows how we ended up here or how we get back.

[Filtered to MCU]
Tony? Natasha? Bruce? Are any of you here?

So early this morning I'm about 95% sure I was able to see heat signatures like I was looking through a scope but hey, I didn't have a scope as I was headed to feed Nik.

At least this will make night archery a bit easier. Once I figure out how to turn it on and off.

Did everyone here go to school?

Ice cream hurts me teeth. But avast, thar, no dentists in me lands.

[JAMES R.]
What do ye when ye can't slumber?

How many times have people said that they were busy before this whichever pulled whoever through whatever?

You don't interrupt an archer. You just don't.

Okay, so I might have a bit of a reputation back home. Probably not the best reputation, what with me being wanted for breaking a few rules here and there, but a reputation nonetheless.

So I thought - hey! New universe. No other me, besides my good looking friend Damon here. Maybe this alternate universe thing does have some perks in the shape of a clean slate.

Except, no. Not really. Anyone wanna explain this?

( --- )

I think something's up with my eyes...

This is weirdly reminiscent of arriving. Apart from the fact that I'm wearing the exact thing I went to sleep in. And there are a bunch of other people here.

Glad to see everyone's back to normal. I'm starting to suspect that the Seal likes messing with peoples ages for gits and shiggles.

[Natasha]
So. Should we celebrate you being back to your proper age?

Professor Weaver?

I don't understand. Is this a test? I thought I'd passed all of my exams with flying colours. I didn't know there'd be more.

I don't understand. Is this a test?

I'm gonna miss the warehouse I hope all you new arrivals are settling in okay.

This seems close enough to a datapad I think I can manage it. Mara said I could post to this and meet others who are in a similar situation - having been pulled from their homes and brought here.

My name is Danni Quee, I just arrived and I've got a question or two or three, but they'll wait till I'm a bit more familiar with the terrain, I suppose. In the meantime, I truly cannot sleep - I suppose galaxy jumping would do that for you.

What is the most useful piece of advice you can give me about settling in here? And is anyone here a scientist? I'm curious if there is any use for my astronomy knowledge here where the stars look all different.

Is everyone okay?

I saw that the apartment blocks were all destroyed. I can start booking us all into hotels and things. But, I need to know how many people need rooms. So, please post here if you need one.

Also, if anyone wants to help me pay for it all, and get the rooms booked. Since it's a lot of rooms to do at once, and it's a lot to do, even for me.

[Typed and voice to text]

So it seems people have lost hearing, sight, and taste. Anyone else lost something not mentioned?

[Voice and text edit]
Add feeling to the list.

Damn it all to hell! I can't taste my freaking pie!

Whatever this is. Whoever this is. I'm going to freaking shoot you in your damned face!

So apparently something decided my hearing was overrated. I can't hear anything.