Sticking me on a tropical island vacation paradise without any way of getting out? Sounds … not too bad, actually. It's like someone thought this through. But, uh, some things just don't settle well with a night walk on the beach and a straw in a coconut. I'm not good with small … places. Not even this kind of roomy small.

But, all right, uh, sure, I'll buy it, I've seen stranger. Pocket universe, right? Some kind of elaborate cage to keep us all in. It's nice, but somehow I can't see it working out for any of us long term. Can anyone tell me about the barrier? Any sort of readings? X-ray, alpha rays, beta rays, gamma rays, electromagnetic, UV, any sort of nuclear emissions?

Or if anyone has a dosimeter, Geiger counter and a hand-held spectrophotometer, I can do it myself.

Who likes hypotheticals? Okay, actually, let's don't answer that because I bet a whole bunch of you don't like hypotheticals. But let's say you do, for the sake of understanding what page everyone is on. A lot of people might be on the same page, after all, and other-me pulled out a nice hypothetical situation, and I'd like to pull out a reality. You know, just to see who knows what.

So, uh, hi, I'm Peter Parker. That's a starter! See where I'm going with this? No, well, there's a reason why I'm not your witty clever blogger, but I did consider it a few times. Turns out it's really not for me. I never got any hits and everyone was very unimpressed with me. How does one become a famous blogger, anyway? Because Perez Hilton pulls it off and everyone can't stand that guy.

Okay, focus.

So, the not-so-hypothetical situation is that it seems like we've got a lot of people here from similar places with similar stuff, and it might be good to ... figure that out! So I'm going to lob out twenty questions (it might be less, I'm writing this by the seat of my pants). I'm not saying that other people can't play along. It might be fun. If you wanna drop a comment of your own and try to figure out this mystery, that'd be great.

Right—uh, questions!

1. Do you know how miserable it is to stand in the line for Shake Shack, right up until you get a delicious burger into your hands covered in weird not-imitation cheese even if it seems like it, while sipping down the most delicious shake of your life? (If you have any relevant allergies here, you can skip half this question. Or if you're a vegan. I'm gonna be open and conscious here. If you're a vegan, I might wonder about you, because then you may never know the wonder of Shake Shack.)

2. Do you frequently wonder why the east side of New York mostly only has the green line, the most hated line of them all, well known for its frequent jerkery and unpleasant cramming against other bodies?

3. Do you know the Avengers or the Ultimates? Specify which!

4. ... Or the X-Men? Though I think they're kinda defunct these days.

5. What about that masked menace Spider-Man? Though I've heard rumors that his reputation's looking up lately. I wonder what's going on with that.

6. If none of these are familiar, do you have masked superheroes in your world?

7. ... Do any of these masked superheroes include Batman and Superman? (Though we're using mask in a loose sense here.)

8. If none of the above, do you use a lightsaber? I need to get your autograph.

That's all! I guess I fail at twenty questions. But I think I got us started, so uh, let's get the ball rolling.

[ooc: as a brief note, questions 1 and 2 refer to NYC staples for all the NYC characters. Shake Shack is a super popular burger establishment and the green line is an often overly packed line that services a large portion of the city. all times are rush hour on it.]

[ A red-and-orange suit of armor takes up most of the view of the video. Although impossible to see the wearer's face, it is apparent from the tilting of the helmet and the movement of the video that they are inspecting the device they are more interested in it than in actually using it.

The video goes off. Right after, a text message appears. If it is possible for anyone to tell, it is not coming from a phone. ]

I've been told I should take a leave more often, but this is not quite what I would have had in mind. There is not much chance of getting a ride off the surface, I gather.

I will go through the proper channels with the local law enforcement, but I am curious if there is anyone with bounties needing hunting. I'm not against working while on leave.|

[ If anyone possesses the GAMING CRED to recognize this individual, then they are given permission to scream in awe. Otherwise, here, a person of indeterminate gender in indeterminate armor. ]

[ you know who has two thumbs and is over this? this girl. it hadn't been the first time she'd woken up in a hospital bed with a dim memory of the last twenty-four hours, but natasha had to admit it was a little unique to be told that she was previously fictional and now she'd somehow become real. right. let's talk to the nice people and see how this goes. ]

I was looking forward to a long island vacation, but this wasn't quite what I meant.

[ a long sigh. mostly a put-on, but hey, some of it is actual exasperation. she wanted to be on a beach somewhere far away from space aliens. ]

Is there anyone around here who actually knows what is going on? Who hasn't just arrived, but who's been here and has some solid information?

[ she'll address the whole 'fictional' thing later. when she's not managing her temper underneath the surface of collected calm. ]

[The first sound is of someone clearing his throat -- and it comes from every smartphone on the island as they all switch on.]

Mass broadcast function, okay, here goes. Good phone design, by the way, very intuitive. Especially the overrides.

[The volume scales up for a moment, until it echoes off building faces.]

If I could have everybody's attention for just a minute -

[Volume back to normal.]

Why is there a big building in the middle of town with my name on it? Usually I sign papers for those. Maybe draw up plans... the point is, I should have heard about it, and I didn't. Where am I now, Hong Kong? This looks like Lantau Island. Lantau Island? Everybody from Lantau Island, hands in the air.

Okay, now put your hands down and let me know where I am. I can't see you, I'm broadcasting.

While we're all being honest about things, it seems like a good opportunity to further investigations. I'd hate to corner people but this is significantly less humiliating than any of the posts prior.

1. Have you been through things in my office?
2. Have you taken things from my office?
3. Who broke the Captain America coffee mug?
4. Who keeps taking bites out of things in the faculty fridge?

And more importantly:
5. What do you know about trading cards?

WHO: Anyone and Everyone
WHAT: All the kissin's
WHEN: Dec 16 - 18
WHERE: Wherever you want!
WARNINGS: Affection, freak-outs, possible R ratings


Ok! Here is the post for collecting all your kissing logs! If you want to do individual Network posts and then lead in to kissing that way, that's fine, but if you're looking to do a straight up log, this is the place to do it. That way we don't flood the community with all the log posts.

Instructions:

1. Post your character's name. One reply per character so that they're all neatly organized.
2. When you tag to a character's thread, put your participating character's name in the subject line.
3. ???
3a. Feel free to edit the post tags to include your character name for easier activity reporting
4. PROFIT!

[So, since the amnesia plot started, Tony has been trying to play catch all the Avengers. Was this what it was like to be Coulson, trying to babysit the super-powered/super-spy team? He bought doughnuts and pizza and put JARVIS on high alert. He even mostly attempted to give the team some idea of who they were and where they were now. But let's face it, Tony was still Tony, and he could not resist a joking nudge in one direction or the other.

Bruce got the most honest appraisal, because Bruce needed to know. He had to know, because while the Big Guy might have had a certain fondness for Tony that extended from Bruce, the other scientist did not remember him. Which meant the Big Guy would also not remember. And Tony was not prepared for that eventuality, nor did he want Bruce regaining his memories to the added horror of having Hulked out on the island with not even the control he did have. Because he would get their memories back. All of them.

So in the video, Tony is holding a Stark Industries coffee mug, sitting in his lab chair, where he has been looking for either a source or a cure for this. Each of the Avengers' devices have been pinged by JARVIS with the location of the tower, and their names. (Clint's still reads his name to be Legolas, because Tony does not know when to let a joke die)]

Okay. I know there is a lot of confusion going around, what with most of you going inconveniently blank on certain... well.. most aspects of your lives. We are all stuck on this island, regardless of whatever powers you might discover, and for the moment it is staying that way, so buckle up kids, this is going to be a bumpy ride.

Keep your arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times and do not, I repeat, do not kill your neighbors, or anyone else you meet. Do you really want to get your memories back to find out you just killed your best friend or brother or whatever other relationship you've managed to stumble into?

Everyone try to keep your heads attached. I'm running diagnostics on the water, the air, the network. Any possible contaminant or virus. If this does not wear off on it's own myself, and my buddy will find some way to reverse the effects.

Stay cool and watch the sports channel or whatever else is on TV.

Anyone not suffering a severe case of Soap Opera Sickness say aye.

Stark out.

So, I've got no idea what the hell is going on. I'm either Robin Hood or one of those military guys who hunts people for sport. It's the only way I can justify all of this archery stuff in my room.

...wherever my room is. I don't know, really. I'm gonna be redundant and ask this anyway: anyone know who I am? Any information will be paid with in Moreos. I've got a stockpile, apparently.

[Tony is sprawled out on the Piece-A-Pizza roof with a half-eaten box of pizza and a completely empty bottle of Grey Moose. He has the partially constructed Mark VIII on, which is more just the skeletal wiring of a soon to be suit and the reconstructed gauntlets and boots of the Mark VII with some supporting structural work. For once he isn't blar- oh. Nope. There it goes.

Some heavy metal music entirely too loud for the time of night while Tony eyes the Grey Moose bottle like he is considering tossing it in the air for target practice. This is not an accidental post. This is a covert JARVIS intervention. Someone please get Tony before he ends up at the Station in the drunk tank. Or worse. In another naked video on Metube.]

[The video turns on and a rather disgruntled Loki is staring at the screen]

Just because I am featured in your silly little legends does not mean I am fictional. Now if you will excuse me, I will be taking my leave of this place. I have a realm to conquer and some revenge to exact.

[The video turns off, but comes back on a few minutes later. Loki is now looking rather disheveled and very upset. His voice is low and seething with rage.]

What mage dared to tamper with my powers?! Show yourself immediately and undo whatever foul enchantment you have me under or face my unending wrath!>

[An irritated voice greets the network:]

What's going on now? Is this fictional thing some sort of bloody joke? It isn't funny--not one bit.

[A beat.]

Stark? Colonel? Is anybody out there?

I... uh. I just want to say thank you to everyone who helped me out last week. You didn't have to do any of that, but....

Thank you.



If you're in my physics class, I've arranged for Professor Xavier to substitute for the next couple of weeks. He'll be covering the rest of the material I have and also administering your final exam. I'll still be available to answer questions if you have any.

Who: Banner, his Shadow, and Souji's team
What: the rescue
Where: Shadow Culver University
When: the Dark Hour

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[Private: Avengers and Co.]
So assuming you all saw that, last night, we've got work to do. Sorry, Cap, stepping into your shoes for a moment. You can have them back later. I have a video from one of the group that usually handles this. Homework.

Everyone study up. We have a teammate to save.

[Very High Security Private Message: That inciter of public discontent who lifts cars in the air]
I know we've not seen eye to eye in the past, but I have some negotiations to put to you. How about a truce of a business proposition?

I am thankful for kill switches ,alcohol, Iron Cat's agility, Barnaby's distractive capabilities, alcohol, beautiful women, an end to Macy's parades, and alcohol. Mostly the alcohol.

[Private Text to Bruce]
Hey, Dale.

We missed you at the party. How can you leave all these prime alcoholic suspects without a sober guardian?

[Private Text post to all Avengers and Co. approximately 25 minutes later.]

Anyone have eyes on Banner? It may be the eggnog hitting me, but he's either slipped deeper or we have a problem. Saddle up, buckos.  We're about to play hide and seek.

JARVIS is not getting a read on his phone.

Cap. Have you-

Has anyone seen him today?

It would seem our favorite Asgardian is MIA.

Anyone have a last known location on Point Break? JARVIS is coming up null with the search.