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Hi! It's Andy. I've Ben busy. And I made a list of stuff I need. There's more stuff I bet but this is what I have so far.
I made this list in no peculiar order but some things are more important then other things? It's alot but there are alot of ppl to!

ANDY'S LIST:
Tape, duck tape
Dog Treats, good ones
Guitar strings, all of them
Maybe another guitar strings
Hammer
Nails
Glitter glue
A poster board, it's for a sign
Burritoe cause I'm hungry
Chilly cause I'm hungry
Frizz be with a cool sticker
Marshmallow gun
Football
Big box
2 doll rods
Staples
Stapler, to put the staples in
Straws
Apron
Dunkarooes
A big kick ass comfortable pillow, maybe a dog bed but it's for a person and it's me

Some of the stuff I found but I can't get it.
And probably no on Dunkarooes cause they stopped making them and that was before the world ended and stuff but I'm always looking and I bet if anyone saved Dunkarooes it would be bad ass aliens like all of u!
If anyone has any of the stuff that would be great! :D
I have marshmallows! Alot. I can trade those. Plus I have some other stuff that we can maybe trade with but I have the most marshmallows so I want to trade those first. If u tell me where u are maybe I can come and find you. But the marshmallows are pretty heavy. It might be better if u come find me.
If u don't have this stuff but u know wear it is and who has it and if they like marshmallows u can tell me who their and I'll find them.

OK. Thanks and bye!

kissintime

[ When the video turns out, Ermes is up in the Thesa Station in one of the lounges, as opposed to being on the planet proper. This isn't the kind of thing she can do without drawing attention on the planet, and after all the nonsense last month she rather be somewhere a little more comfortable. ]

Hey, listen up, I got something to say. Or offer rather. If you don't know me - which is most of you, cause shit there's a lot of us right? - I'm Ermes Costello. I'm 21, rad as hell, and I have a service I want to offer for anyone who wants to buy-in.

I have the power to duplicate items for an indefinite period of time. I can duplicate pretty much anything? As long as it isn't super giant. Or like... an animal? I can probably duplicate PART of an animal, but not like a full animal. Same goes for body parts actually. Here watch.

[ Ermes grabs a cup, empty, and moves it in her hands. She places it down on the table and from the palm of her hand pulls out a pink sticker, immediately sticking it on the side of the clear glass. The cup rattles in movement for a few seconds and then a second version blurs into existence by its side, the sticker now transferred to it. ]

...Anyway, I want to make some silver because money is always good shit to have. So if you need something duplicated, hit me up. It can be a weapon, an item, photograph, your dick -- yeah that's right, you want two dicks, I can give you two dicks! I bet I could even give three! Holy shit, imagine yourself with three dicks! Or what about four boobs? The possibilities are endless.

Oh, but just don't take off the sticker if you don't want your item destroyed.

[ She demonstrates - the sticker is torn off and the cup shakes again before slamming into the original - causing a sharp fissure crack on the side. not quite broken, but close to it. ]

Any questions? Offers? I'll copy anything as long as you got the coin.

[ ooc: a proper write-up of her power here. if your character prefers confidentiality you can either private your thread or hit up her IC inbox instead. ]

reek

I’ll not congratulate anyone for the beginnings of this cure.

[ Oh, look, it's that guy who pisses everyone off. The corner of his mouth quirks into a cruel smirk, but his teeth are clenched too tightly and his eyes burn too fiercely for any proper smile. It’s a struggle for him to remain as guarded as he would prefer, and there are cracks in his armor: he’s clearly angry and upset. ]

My sister was among the ill. Was. I have been informed that she has since returned to the pods—still uncured.

[ He tries to keep his tone even and cold, void of emotion, but his voice breaks ever so slightly. He and Asha weren’t close, not like he’s known siblings should be, but it’s a deep cut to be abandoned again, and it hurts to know that one of the few people he felt he could trust in this place is gone. Clearing his throat, he continues.]

Which leads me to the question at hand. What reason do I, or the worried, or any of the ailing, have to trust the maesters here? Healers--whatever name you may know them by. Months, this has gone on, to the point where someone is gone and remains unhealed.

[ He knows better than to critique those who have done nothing but help, but his anger is directionless otherwise, so he chuckles cruelly, and that cheshire smirk widens. ]

They’ve been all but useless.

pricechecked

[It's later in the day and the bomb has gone off, but someone hasn't yet heard about it. He's got a slightly more pressing question right now. It's a good one, really.]

HOW DO YOU FIGHT A PERSON WITH A GUN????

[He's also kind of an older guy too. Texting doesn't come natural to him.]

illuminating

hello.

today, i got to wondering:
what kind or thoughtful thing has someone done for you recently?

panzersoldat

[The message opens up to a rather large older man. He sits in some living room in the housing district. Behind him sits a very very large suit of armor. It's clearly seen much better days. In fact, it looks like it's being held together by duct tape and gum..and is that a hubcap welded in to patch it? Probably.

He looks very serious as he starts his message.]

Hallo. I am Reinhardt Wilhelm. And I am in need of a person with mechanical know-how. As you see, my armor has seen many battles and if it comes to it, I would like to ensure that it sees many more. The young lady who helped me maintain it in the past...my squire...she... well, she's still asleep. Which means that I am short a valuable person.

I would like to take on a squire. A person that can help me maintain my armor. Fix it when I break it and assist in fixing me when I break me. They must have both skill in forging, metallurgy, repairs as well as know some electronics and a small bit of rocket science. [ Yep. Still totally serious about that too ] My biggest requirement is that whoever helps me with my armor has a heart that loves justice and a willingness to help the people for little or no monetary rewards.

If anyone fits the bill, please inquire within and we can discuss further.

Thank you for your time.

saucius

A few things:

[ Exile doesn't waste time with pleasantries. She's sure they're all thrilled to be here and there's probably more than enough whining and nonsensical banter going on. Good times, thanks but no thanks. ]

So, how many of us are here? At all? And how many of is are out of the pods? Does anybody keep a tally?

Besides that, I know there are some Force sensitives out and about. You've probably felt me, too. You know that feeling of dread and despair that permeates the walls sometimes? That's me. I'd be interested in hearing about the state of the galaxy from where and when you're from.

[ Her main reason to know who's who is to avoid them, of course. She can't help but feel like she needs to keep tabs on anyone that might be a danger to others though. ]

And lastly: card games. Show me yours and I'll show you mine.

wondie

[ username: Diana ]

( it's not been horribly long since Diana poked around the network, and surprise surprise, she's still ignoring the fact there is a voice and text function. she will look upon the faces of those she speaks to, tyvm!

she's dressed in the dark black of the city guard, her hair pinned up and a sparkling brooch at her cloak, though her fingers are already toying with it as she speaks. )

I see that our numbers have grown greater. My name is Diana of Themyscira, and I bid you all welcome, both faces old and new. If you need aide during your displacement, then I offer what knowledge I have. You need but ask.

( that said, it's not exactly why she's here, though her note is just as important with so many more that might need to learn how to protect themselves. )

It has come to my attention that there are many in our midst that know little in the way of defense. Or, perhaps not enough, in a world with so many dangers lingering just out of sight. It troubles me to think that there are those that may not know how to protect themselves, especially if they possess a desire to learn.

( which brings her to her purpose, an important one at that. Diana seems gifted at finding herself a purpose. )

I am an amazon, well trained in the art of war. Archery, swordplay, use of a shield, riding, hand to hand, more. If there are those that would learn, I would be happy to show what I know. It will not be simple, and the training will be difficult. Still, if you would learn, I will make you an amazon. This is more than a style of defense, it is a family. You will gain both if you learn from me.

( her piece said, Diana crosses her arms. )

If you need more information, ask what you will.

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