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Alright, who's got stuff to set a fire with? Preferably big one. Powers're acceptable too.

I'll give you any-fucking-thing you ask for it. With twenty-four hour hold-off in the case of it immediately killing me.


[ sssso basically you could ask for a lung isn't that nice ]

Characters: EVERY-FUCKING-BODY WHO WANTS TO BE HERE
Location: The bunker
Date: timey-wimey; this is generally for threading stuff during and/or after the major endgame discoveries have been made (444/445), but if you want to do a thread that takes place before all that when everything seems much more hopeless, go ahead; no one's going to stop you
Summary: AND YOU'RE HEEEEEERE IN MY HEART AND MY HEART WILL GO ON AND OOOOOOOOOO-OOO-OOOOON
Warnings: if your character does something terrible tell me so i can edit a warning in here

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*Enclosed is video of a happening as Brian finally finds a use for Miller's Card. There's a short video of him opening the door before it turns to livestreaming of exploration.

As his attempts to get into the Miller's computer are blocked he turns the tablet to face himself.*

Bring the. Key. Gal ax y. Or An drom eda.

*His voice is raspy and horribly monotone. He clearly has no idea how to emotion.

Also the video is crazy staticy. Brian's static + Town Hall's static make it hard to make out in parts, but he focuses on Miller's desk and computer long enough that it can be made out.*

Characters: Royce, Alfie, Ecks
Location: Residential
Date: Day 441
Summary: Bad news is, they're all going to die. There's no good news.
Warnings: Suicide discussion, likely. Will update as needed.

( but the spaghetti is him )

Characters: OTA (regular characters plus anomalies)
Location: Power Plant
Date: Day 440
Summary: Here! In brief: It's time to capture some anomalies in the Norfinbury power plant!
Warnings: Please add to subject lines.

( Yippee-ki-yay! )

[It's just before lockdown ends in the morning that John sends out his message. He knows it's going to invite criticism, ire, possibly screaming at him some more. But people deserve to know what's happening.]

Good morning, everyone. I don't know where everyone is, but I wanted to say thank you for those who've been helping to put up messages around town for the anomalies. We'll be reaching the power plant this morning. We have a good team with us and we've made some preliminary plans about how to trap specific anomalies, as needed, and how to talk to the ones who might be willing to help us. We're keeping things flexible in the event some are there that we haven't planned for or what have you.

I know some of you don't approve of this. I know some of you think I'm a monster for helping to organize this. That's all right. I'm taking responsibility for what happens today. The people who are helping haven't been forced, but I am directing them. Any failure, any lives lost, injuries sustained, those are on me. We'll provide an update at the end of the day when it's done.

Godspeed to everyone in the Bunker. We're counting on you. To everyone else scattered to the winds, hold fast. We'll make it through this. Keep safe and keep warm.

Characters: Doctors Strange and Watson
Location: Building 124
Date: 432
Summary: Two physicians journey into the dark
Warnings: will add as needed

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[It's been a long time since the last time he died, and it's just as bad as he remembers. It's not even the sudden waking in a body bag, or the creeping horror of dying, it's the moral implications of what his revival might mean.

He gives himself an hour or two to settle down and try and figure out what his death price is, but nothing seems obvious and that's just unsettling him further. He needs a distraction, so he should probably let people know that he died.]

Uh, so I'm definitely fine and nothing has happened to me lately.

[Wait, what? He pauses, and then tries that again.]

In fact, I'm having the best time of my life, the only thing that would make it better is if all of you have died horrible and painful deaths recently.

[Okay, so that's... something. It has to be his death price, and it's mortifying. He really wants to take it back, but his voice just somehow gets chirpier.]

I hate you all and I hope I offended each and every one of you!

Characters: Anyone in the Bunker
Location: Bunker
Date: Let's go with January...
Summary: Mingling in the Bunker
Warnings: Add to subject line!

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[Rhys is settled down for the night, in the evening hours after lockdown on 432. He's taken off all his extras to let them air out, and sitting in his ripped t-shirt and looking mostly comfortable. He's better at getting comfortable than anyone should by any rights, here.]

So, I am actually staying in the convenience store here in Res 3, because you don't get pushed out anymore? I was going to try and hike to the next building, but the aura was gone and...well, I didn't get shoved out. That's good news, sort of. Saves me a little hiking.

The Bad News is, that's probably because there's been a change to the food. Some of what's here has gone rotten, and I don't think there's as much stuff as there was last time I was here. Food might be starting to run out, along with everything else.

[He looks much less happy about that.]

I'm hoping it's just this store, but I'm not sure. So if anyone else hits any other places around that have food, do a check and see what you think, alright? I'm going to start rationing just in case, though.

[That's all he was really here to say, so the video feed blinks out for a while, pending responses.]

Hello? Hi.

My name is Flynn Carsen and--

And you all know that. Right. Uh. That's what they told me? This is kind of awkward because apparently people here know me? Which of course isn't mortifying at all, talking to a bunch of people who met you before, it's like all the downsides of a party but then ineffably, somehow, it got worse.

Anyway, I, uh, I need help? A lot of... help, with, uh.

Everything?

[Is this thing still recording? Hopefully so. His hands come up in some frantic gestures.]

See, it's kind of like my first time in a post-apocalyptic wasteland. Or in weather below 0. Or in a place without a sun. Or with static in the air? And I'm not saying that I'm freaking out but I am kind of freaking out, a-a-and it's freezing and people keep telling me these impossible things and I don't know what to do, I really need to call my mom?

And if this is the psych department, I did not sign up for any studies and I just think that it's highly unethical and I'm going to report you all to the administration. ... Which... apparently doesn't do much? I've been told that? That's another thing I have been told by, by the guy who knows me?

Right. So, can anyone help?

[He almost puts the tablet away but then remembers something! And up it comes again, his eyes wide with alarm.]

Also! I'm not dead?? Some guy said I was and apparently they were going to bury me alive?! But I'm really not, and if you could please tell the morticians or, or, or whoever else puts people in body bags around here that this is all just one huge misunderstanding!

Characters: Jimmy/Castiel, Tess, and anomaly!Castiel
Location: Maintenance tunnels
Date: Day 429
Summary: A goddess meets the possession victim of an angel, and then a copy of the angel shows up and everything is terrible
Warnings: Loss of agency that may read as depression; identity crises; will add warnings as needed

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[There's the sound of breathing and boots crunching through snow -- this is one of those feeds created on the move, it would seem. When Stephen speaks, his voice is lighter, easier than it had sounded for a long while before his death. It's like a burden has been lifted from him, but there's something wry in his tone, too.]

You can count me back among the living. Or I can, when I sit down and catch up.

[Haha census humor. The lightness drains from his voice as he turns to more painful and worrying matters.]

I've been catching up on some of what I missed...it looks as though I'm not the only one who's learned first hand how dangerous our counterparts can be. The one that killed me was able to access the bunker; I don't know if someone let him in or if he'd stolen a tablet. I'd found a key card and a microchip I believe might grant access to the remaining locked room there, but they're not among my supplies now. If anyone found them...please. Please let me know. If that thing has them....

Gabriel, Vanitas. I'm sorry I left you, and I hope the fact that your names haven't been posted since mine was means you didn't follow in my footsteps. And Peter? You're an idiot. That goes for both of you.

Characters: Bunker inhabitants! Visiting anomalies? COME SAY HI
Location: The bunker and its immediate surroundings
Date: Uhhh we can just make this the mingle for the ooc month of december? Since it's the holidays and everyone is slow and yeah
Summary: BUNKER MINGLE
Warnings: Add em in subject lines!

( MINGLE ALL THE WAY~ )