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: 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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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~ )

Hey, so, uh - has anyone else had any thoughts on how we should deal with the... anomalies? Should we be calling the copies that? It feels kinda. Iunno. Disrepectful. Inappropriate?

[ Angel - who's just outside the bunker in the snow - gives the feed an uncertain little shrug as Rhys pops into view. ]

It is — we, they are what they are, why bother sugarcoating it. Don't think they're gonna be offended.

[ There's mumbling, bitter mumbling, from this peanut gallery. Rhys isn't looking at the camera, he's focused on the dented and lifeless robot in his arms.

There’s conflict in his voice. Quite a bit. ]

I'd be offended, and one of them is me, so. [She gives Rhys and The Robot Corpse Formerly Known As Dumpy an unhappy little look before returning her attention to the tablet.] Um, anyway - I thought it'd be prudent to at least share details of the ones we've seen? And how they act, or what they can do? To avoid further casualties as much as possible.

[ That look stops him arguing the point further, at least. He purses his lips and shakes his head, yet says nothing until she’s finished. ]

Some aren’t intentionally aggressive, like Enoch and... and Angel. Just toxic huggers, or they hold on a little too tight.

[ This is accompanied by a tiny wheeze that prompts another look from Angel. FUSS TSUNAMI INCOMING. ]

Yeah. Um. On that subject - if you've been touched by my-- by the one who look-- by the other me, please let me know as soon as possible? I can fix it. Um... kinda.

[ And now it's Rhys' turn to give Angel a look. Hrrrm. ]



((Bold is Rhys, if that wasn't obvious, and threadjacking is very much encouraged 8V))

Characters: everyone
Location: all around town; note location in subject line
Date: Night 415 onward; note time in subject line
Summary: They break out and they wake up.
Warnings: extreme body horror, unreality, eldritch horror, absolutely definitely 100% include warnings in subject lines/before your comment if the subject line isn't long enough

Characters: Buildings 320 and 317
Date: 410 evening for the former, 413 morning onwards for the latter
Summary: A pair of dads crash the least kidnappy kidnapping ever. Angel wakes up from a nap. Bester is cute af probably.
Warnings: Subject lines!

( WITTY CUT TEXT!! )

Characters: Squalo, Xanxus, Angel, Bester, Rhys? Others in the area?
Location: Starting at the bunker and proceeding INTO THE WILD
Date: late 403 - early 404 and on
Summary: Team Varia decides to vacate the premises. Except someone made a promise to murder his comatose Not Girlfriend so she's obviously coming along. Whether she wants to or not.
Warnings: language, kidnapping, will update as necessary

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Characters: Anyone in the bunker!
Location: Anywhere in the bunker!
Date: Any time during the No Such Thing event
Summary: Miller's back, so that probably means Bad Things
Warnings: Put them in subject lines!

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Characters: Bunkerlings. Bunkerlets. Bunkerbabbs.
Location: GUESS WHERE? IT'S THE BUNKER
Date: Day 395 - day 401 so it cuts off before the event on 402
Summary: It's yet another bunker mingle because Terri and Mis told me to and Cherry agreed and look peer pressure is scary okay please stop judging me I'm very fragile
Warnings: Put em in subject lines!

( bunker bunker bo unker, banana fana fo funker, fe fi mo munker )

Characters: Anyone in the bunker. I have no idea who's around I'm gomen
Location: The bunker and its immediate surroundings
Date: Days 386 - 394? That's a lot of days but it's been a while geez (lmk if you want me to add a day on or something)
Summary: Bunker people do... bunker things. In the bunker.
Warnings: Add them to your subject lines!

( god I'm great at filling out log forms A++ )

Characters: Angel, Beckett, Enoch, Squalo and Xanxus
Location: Building 316
Date: Day 381, evening/overnight
Summary: MINGLE TIME MOTHERFUCKERS
Warnings: Put em in your comment headers nerds

( uhhhhhhh witty cut text )

Network Option:
Day 383 | @curiouschloride | text | My charade is the event of the season [open]

You are invited to
Mother Serpent's Winter BBQ!!

Moldy bunkers got you down? All work and no play in a shitty snowy hellscape? Join me outside the bunker tomorrow, day 384, for a day of food around the fire. Too busy exploring the bunker's glowing depths (please don't die doing that)? I'll bring food inside at the end of the day and it will be delicious but stone cold and that is your own damn fault.

Be there or be square.


Log Options:

Characters: Tess and bunkerfolks
Location: Outdoors, near the bunker entrance
Date: 383 (day and evening); 384 (daytime)
Summary: It's a cookout!
Warnings: None at present

[Day 383]
[Tess shows up at the bunker on the evening of day 383, where she stops by each of the safe rooms to spread the word. She literally goes around each room to ask people:]

Hey, did you see my thing? I'm going to make food tomorrow and you should eat it.



[Day 384]

[It's still too fucking cold outside and the sky has been spitting light snow on and off all day. It's warmer by the fire, though. The snow around the flames is slushy and there's an unfortunate lack of places to sit, but at least the air is somewhat warmer than the surrounding area. Tess's supplies are piled up nearby on top of a spare coat that will need drying out later, including a postal carrier's bag with a moderately grumpy feathered snake curled up inside.

Early in the day, the flames are high and there are few signs of any cooking happening as Tess tends the fire, looking a little bored. Later, when it burns down to coals, she gets to work wrapping the ingredients she'd cut up in the bunker the night before in packets of aluminum foil that she tucks among the coals. There's a large, abused-looking cooking pot planted in there as well, more foil over its top in place of a lid. It smells like fruit. The packets smell mostly like beef, potatoes, and bacon.]

[Flynn looks pale and a little tired when he starts the feed, just your regular image of Norfinbury fatigue really. But he also looks quite content - which might have to do with the genuine excitement over the task at hand.]

Hello and good evening. I've been meaning to get in touch with you all for a while now and I come with a request for a little collaboration. Now I'm sure you all remember when communications broke down and people couldn't understand each other. With medication suspended I'd say there's a good chance it might happen again. Maybe...

[There's a needlessly dramatic pause and his hand comes up in an equally needlessly dramatic fist.] ... for good!

[Alright, now that this is out of his system...]

So! I think we should prepare for when that happens. I've talked to several people and with all this new exploration on the way we should make sure our efforts are not lost in translation at some point.

For that, I'd like to collect the most important words and phrases and devise a database of the different languages everybody is speaking. ... Oh, and if you're willing to spend some time I'd love to learn the basics of your language, too, that is, you know, if you're stuck somewhere past lockdown and don't know what to do, just, give me a call...

[He rushes through that last bit and tries to keep his tone neutral but fails horribly, the boyish excitement all over his face. Please teach him your language, he'll be the happiest nerd in Norfinbury.]

Alright, that's it.

[...]

This isn't like last time where I tried to incite others to rip into people's selves, by the way.

Just in case anyone's wondering.

I think you're all great.

Well, most of you.

Most of the times, of course excluding murder and randomly torturing each other unless it's a city thing because it's totally a city thing and we all know how that works, one minute you're hiking, just going about your post-apocalyptic day and then suddenly you're doing horrible unspeakable things to people you care about...

[Little circle gestures with his hands. It will occur to him eventually that he could just stop talking.]

This is really just about the languages and trying to facilitate communication in case we have another network incident and have trouble understanding each other which would make the exchange of new information difficult. ... And I totally just said that and well, then I guess I just said everything I came here to say.

Right.

Uh.

Stay warm.

Don't kill each other.

Characters: Squalo & Xanxus
Location: starting with 137 and starting a long trek toward fresh pastries
Date: 370 evening and forward
Summary: REUNION and catch-all for whatever follows
Warnings: language, unhealthy relationships, possibly violence at some point

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Characters: House, Wilson, Ecks, Harley, and Squalo (potentially)
Location: Building 30
Date: Day 368
Summary: Meeting up with Harley for a drug exchange, copying programs, and playing musical tunes
Warnings: Drugs/addiction

( I won't be there to hold your hand like I used to... )

[Look, Maybe he'll be more successful with this than with what happened with Angel.]

The Guardians of the Galaxy are gonna do a totally heroic thing for you, the good people of this town--we're gonna go and see if we can get the coffin room unlocked with our super cool galaxy key.

But we don't work for free, so we're expecting payment for our services.

What do you got to trade? We'll take anything good.

Characters: Angel, Rhys and Squalo
Location: Building 103
Date: Morning 364
Summary: Angel and Rhys attempt to communicate with someone who doesn't speak their language. Except he does.
Warnings: Will note if any come up!

( it's a good pun, fuck you )

Characters: Anyone caught up in the blood testing plan
Location: In and around Building 117
Date: Days 360 to 363?
Summary: Lots of people meeting in one place? What could go wrong?
Warnings: idk guys do what you want in your subject lines

( OOC info in here )

Characters: Angel, Rhys of the cybernerd variety, and Squalo
Location: Building 318, aka BLOOD GARAGE
Date: Night 357
Summary: Angel fusses, Rhys Rhyses, and Squalo probably pees no-handed or something
Warnings: None yet, add em in comment headers if necessary

( look idek ok )