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Mar. 19th, 2017 11:06 pm
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[ If the state of the office is any indication of the state of the department, the city is in trouble.

The room is papered from floor to ceiling in layers of maps, diagrams, post-its and technical drawings. What table surface isn’t covered in coffee cups, take-out boxes and junk food wrappers is home to more of the same, held down at the corners by pieces of half-finished robotics projects repurposed into paperweights. Three different colours of marker express problems, ideas, arguments, formulas, jokes and doodles over every inch of the large windows looking out over the city.

It’s been a long forty-eight hours, and the three men standing in front of the camera are in only slightly better shape than the workplace disaster zone around them. A giant topographical city map covers the wall behind their backs, dotted with push pins and bits of string radiating out from the centre.

Off camera, a voice many will recognize as Clark Kent, reporter for the Riverview News and volunteer camera-man: 3, 2, 1, and rolling.

Left; Michael sits on the edge of a desk. Seemingly in his element in the midst of chaos. Focused. He pins the camera with his eyes before speaking. ]


This is Michael Scofield, Structural Integrity Project Lead of the Wall Research and Development Department.


[ Center; Tony blinks, pulling his gaze up from the paper he was scribbling on (honestly, paper) to pay some attention. He’s not in great condition, with electrified hair and dark circles under his bright eyes, but manages a tight smile.]

Uh, Tony Stark. Um, I do what he said, except different because I deal with weapons and defense and-- Whatever, I work with these two in order to keep this place as safe as possible from the shit that is out there. [ A gesture behind him, to the map on the wall.]

Well, mostly out there. Because thanks to this shit that--


THAT-- [ Right; Ray seems to realize instantly how loud that just was, laughs, and then tones his volume down a little. ] --Michael will tell you all about, in a second. [ There’s one clear meaning to the quick and slightly confused look he’s giving Tony: I thought we talked about this?!? ]

Right. [ Can you hear him rolling his eyes, Ray? Can you? Because he is, even as he steps back with a huff. ]

But hi! I’m Ray! Tony and I are both Perimeter Defense Engineers and Coordinators — haha, that’s kinda funny, it’s like we can coordinate each other or something — anyways! [ Back on topic. Anyone who’s able to see them right now can probably tell … Ray’s overcaffeinated. ] We’re here to ask for all of your help.

[ Michael stands up, pushing both Tony and Ray off to one side, and out of the way of the city map. He’ll be illustrating the key points of the following report with a laser pointer. ]

Two days ago a breach in the wall exterior was discovered. One thing people should know about the wall is that it’s not a solid mass. Within the wall is a network of maintenance tunnels for internal repair and reinforcement, many dating back to the wall’s inception. With the latest defense improvements, as well as the addition of the outer fence, most of the tunnels were sealed, but a few were left intact for research and development purposes.

I’m sure you’ve noticed the recent power outages. Riverview’s utilities are largely automated, self-sustaining, and renewably resourced, with the majority of treatment, processing and distribution occurring beneath the city.

We don’t know the exact timeline, or scenario, but we can hypothesize that in the past six months to a year, a local predator got inside one of tunnels, and through it was able to find access to the city’s underground infrastructure. There, it bred. Both Tony and Ray performed fly-throughs, and estimate the number of offspring somewhere in the range of five-hundred to a thousand.

It’s impossible to tell how much damage has been done without clearing the area. A failure to act may result in a loss of power and vital resources to Riverview. That’s where you come in. We’ve tried several methods of mass extermination, but with the risk of contaminating the city’s water supply, our options are limited. Our best bet is to gather a force large enough to do a full-scale manual extermination.

We’ve brought our findings to the Riverview council and they’ve granted us as many of the Perimeter Guard as they can spare, and clearance to seek assistance from the general public to fill in the gaps. We’ll need people who can exterminate, people who can perform urgent repairs, and people skilled in first-aid.

I’ll be performing structural integrity tests as the extermination progresses to ensure the safety of the operation. Please keep explosions and seismic damages to a minimum. You can volunteer here, or at your local Perimeter guard.

[ Michael steps back, giving Tony and Ray the floor again. ]


I will be looking for people to help make repairs in critical areas, trying to keep the power grid operational and the attacks minimal. I need people who are good with electrical engineering, work quickly, and can handle themselves in a fight if need be.

[ There is a pause before: ] Steve, I’ll message you about some things later.

[ Then Tony ducks out of the camera’s view, possibly for a shower, possibly for more coffee. He doesn’t return. ]


[ Ray waves to Tony as he leaves, like that’s normal, even if Tony can’t see him doing it. But then he focuses on the camera again. ]

I’m looking for chemists, city planners, maybe some … runners? [ Lightbulb moment. Really. It’s the best idea he’s had all day. ] Yeah, runners.

I’m so close to finding a formula that can put the monsters to sleep, instead of the rest of us. [ aka Ray is stuck and he refuses to admit it. ] And they’re in an enclosed space! We have to be able to use that and build some kind of delivery mechanism. Just- you know- without … knocking out all of our friends who are fighting the monsters ... instead of the monsters themselves. Anyways. Let’s do a team up!


[ Michael can't help but smile at Ray. Now that everything is more or less said and done, he almost looks as tired as he feels. Still, he keeps his head up and eyes focused. ] This is our city now. Let’s do our best to keep it safe.

What Michael said. And uh, just remember. When fighting monsters, safety is number one!

[ The 'Underground' Mission will be available as a prompt in the next TDM! Anyone and everyone is welcome to take part, make up their own related missions, etc. This plot was a collaborative effort between the players and the mods, thanks guys! ]
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Hello everyone. My name is Clark. I'll try and keep this brief.

Firstly, I've drawn up a blank list and placed one on the bulletin board on each housing floor. If those with medical expertise feel comfortable, they can put their name, residence here, and — if they have one — specialisation, in case of an emergency. We have several residents who aren't from the same point in time, so if you'd like to volunteer to update someone's medical knowledge, please mark your name with an asterisk.

Secondly, ah-- [ a bit of a laugh. ] I'm from Kansas, which some of you might recognise as being host to some pretty bad weather. Now, I'm not going to say I'm paranoid, but-- I like to think ahead. So, I've made up some kits with some of the usual survival paraphernalia back home and distributed them between floors. Feel free to help yourselves if you need them.

[ No one has to use them, but he’d rather everyone knows they're available. ]

Thank you for your time.

( all replies in audio unless otherwise stated )
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[Letha's confusion over this new technology is clear from the first moment of the video. She's turned on the camera facing away from her, showing her desk full of neatly organized piles of paper, all forms with neat cursive scrawled across them. The angle is skewed, camera shaky, and she keeps moving it as she tries to figure out the device.]

There's absolutely nothing like this in my world...

[Sure, she'd tried very hard to follow the orientation instructions, but she's handling it much like a grandmother with her first smartphone. She finally gets it turned around, but that just gives viewers a worm's eye view of her shocked face as she sees the unflattering angle and turns it back around to her desk.]

If only I could write on these, it would be so much simpler. Well, anyway. Can anyone hear me? I thought it might be prudent to contact this 'network'... and see if anyone who understands these... inventions better than me could lend me a hand.

[Go easy on her, she's never even seen a telephone or typewriter before.]
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*Lola starts the video off by... adjusting her hair and checking her make-up. Not that she needs to do much but brush a few strands of her bangs back into place. She leans back, clearly at the Sunset Diner in one of the booths. Must be slow, doesn't sound like many people are there.*

I just had a great idea! I mean, not 'get us home great,' I really don't know how I got here, so I am totally the wrong person for getting us home. But it's still a great idea.

*Lola's at least projecting a lot of energy and excitement, that's for sure.*

I was thinking since we're all from different worlds, maybe we should all share something nice we miss from home. Not a personal thing, I mean, you can if you want. Just... a part of your world you feel is very unique to it. Or unique to your life at home.

Sort of a get to know each other game. If you're not comfortable doing your own video I can totally help film and edit it after so you don't have to be nervous over flubbing lines or knocking over salt shakers to the floor or anything.

*How oddly specific of you Lola.*

At least, I can help after my shift. But this place is super dead right now. So I don't think my boss would mind. Especially if you order something!

*Lola blows a kiss to her camera before reaching over and shutting it off.*