.Q. .M.
D_01.15.1985_2153.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"So, um, hi. It's me. This is attempt seventy-three at getting this stupid thing to work, blah blah blah, etcetera. I, uh… miss you, wish you were here, all the usual stuff. Love you."
"Maybe you should, perhaps, at least consider giving up? This is, as you said, the seventy-third attempt at a successful communication, and since it is taking up a considerable portion of your time-"
"No. No way. I'm not gonna give up now. I mean, you helped me build it! You're seriously gonna let all that hard work go to waste?"
"That was not what I was implying. You could, instead, view the problem from a different angle."
"Which angle, Enoch?! You think I haven't done that already?! This stupid machine already has too many damn angles!"
"If you are counting the inner components then there are approximately-"
"Yeah, didn't mean that literally buddy. But I guess you're right. Like normal. Ugh... I kinda wish I'd properly thought about this before I- wait, did you hear that?"
"Hear what exactly?"
"D- there! That beeping noise. You heard that, right? I'm not just going insane?"
"I have noticed that you display multiple symptoms of psy-"
"Hold on, it's still online!"
"Oh. It is."
"It- It's transmitting fine, recording smoothly, sound quality's decent so remind me to fix that but… it's working. It's actually working!"
"Well done. But I do have to warn you that this technology should not exist on Earth in this time period."
"Yeah yeah, whatever. Right, Enoch, I'm gonna need you to get out of here. This beautiful thing is finally working and I kinda wanna use it before it blows up or something."
"Of course."
"Uh… in private? Alone?"
"Oh, I understand. You wish to record your message alone. Without me. In that case, I will take your leave, Director Shaw."
"See you, buddy. Right. Now I just gotta press thi-"
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.Q. .M.
D_01.15.1985_2157.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Um… I… *ahem* This is a message for Leopold Fitz and Jemma Simmons. It's a for-their-ears-only sort of thing, so if you're not either of them then… uh… stop listening? No! Actually, if you're not Leopold Fitz or Jemma Simmons, make sure this message gets to them. Please."
"...I'm guessing this is Fitz or Simmons listening now. Hopefully both. Well, uh… it's me! It's Deke! I can't believe I finally got this thing to work, haha. Uh… yeah."
"So… you're probably wondering what's going on over here. SHIELD got blown up and- oh yeah, you guys were here for that. Or Nana was I think. It's been a few years, I can't remember exactly. Gotta adapt, y'know?"
"Speaking of! The second you guys left I might've accidentally become director of SHIELD. Which wasn't my fault! I was nominated! Besides, I don't know what was supposed to happen so…"
"Right, how am I sending this message. Funny story, actually. A few months after you guys left, Enoch turned up at my mansion and casually asked if he could murder me. Not our Enoch, by the way, this timeline's Enoch. And he only wanted to kill me because he said I was this huge anomaly in the fabric of the universe and I could potentially doom humanity by just being here. Which sounds kind of dramatic, but nothing's happened so far so I'm guessing we're in the clear."
"Basically, I managed to convince him that I was a good guy. I told him everything that happened and showed him my scars and everything to get him to believe me. And he did… eventually. He even helped me to build this quantum processor. Since this side is working now, I'm guessing it'll work on the other end too. I've set it up to be like a mailbox that picks up anything that's sent from the other end, so you won't have to do the DNA-gene-splitting thing that I had to do to make sure it found you. You're welcome."
"It's only audio for now. The 80s are great, but the technology sucks. And if we wanted to record video then I wouldn't be able to buy supplies without getting asked about it. Equipment is expensive. Who knew. I'll try and figure out at least how to send an image because I bet you're missing my beautiful face."
"That was the other thing: I miss you guys. It's strange… I've spent most of my life on the Lighthouse and I knew a whole bunch of people there. Then when I came with you guys, sure it felt weird with them not being there, but I never really missed them. Probably because they came from that place."
"But I miss you every day. Literally, every single day. And I love you. People look up to me here, but I don't exactly have any family. I've got the Deke Squad, I guess, but they're a different type of family. Not like you two."
"So um, please send something back whenever you get this. I've set it so whenever you send something back, it'll arrive here straight after I send the message you last listened to. I feel like I'm a time travel master now."
"So I guess I'll just… wait here. For your reply. Or just any sort of confirmation that you got this message. I'll try and send you both a message at least once a week but it'd be great to get something back. I'm looking forward to hearing your voices."
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.Q. .M.
D_02.15.1985_1623.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Hey Nana and Bobo, it's me again. Here's the thing- it's been a month. It's been a whole month which is making me think that it's something on my end. I'll try and find the problem and fix it since I'd hate for your messages to get lost in that weird void between me and you."
"But, if I'm gonna be honest, I realised that I don't actually have any way of knowing if you guys made it back or not. Heck, I don't even know if you managed to stop the chronicoms. And since I thought of that, I really can't stop thinking about it, and it would really help if you could just let me know. Doesn't have to be a whole message, just a yes or a no would do. You could even shout at me and I'd celebrate."
"Seriously, if you're all dead then… then I'm the only one alive. Again. I know I'm like 40 years behind you anyway, but it feels like the Lighthouse all over again! I got brought back from that and I felt like I'd cheated the system. Like- Like I didn't belong, and I got out fine while everyone else stayed there and still had to suffer whatever's going on up there. And this time I cheated because I'm the one who offered to stay behind and so I'm alive again while you're all dead. I should've let Sousa do it, at least then I could've died with you."
"No, no. You might be alive. You're probably alive. I'm the one who's… just send me something back. Please."
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.Q. .M.
D_04.13.1985_1829.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Nana, you won't believe who invited me to a party! Pegs did! She was like, hey, I need you to be a distraction, you're coming with me. Which is awesome because it's like the first time she didn't insult me in a sentence! Yeah… out loud that sounds kinda sad. But it means a lot to me, and I'm pretty sure you were a fan of Pegs or something? Yeah, I'm pretty sure."
"Anyway, so, we went to this party and she said that since SHIELD is safe enough to be publicly known again I'd need to meet some guy that would help with finances. So we're at this party, and Pegs takes me up to meet the guy. I promise, all I did was introduce myself (I was actually trying really hard to be serious and polite) and I asked his name and Peggy lost it. She literally almost fell onto the floor, she was laughing that hard. Yup, you heard me right. Peggy Carter. Laughing."
"The guy, Harry I think his name was? No, Howard. Yeah, Howard was his name. So this Howard guy looks super offended and asked me if I knew who he was, and I said no because I honestly didn't, and then Pegs offered to buy me a drink. I know! And she didn't even yell at me for calling her Pegs!"
"So yeah, that happened. Since then she's been smiling at me? I don't know what I did, so I thought I'd throw it to you two to see if you had any ideas. You can boast to your friends that your grandson charmed over the great Peggy Carter."
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.Q. .M.
D_07.12.1988_2306.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Hey Bobo, hey Nana. I'm kinda tired so I'll keep it short today. The Deke Squad got an award today. It's funny, I was so busy with SHIELD that I'd forgotten that we had that many fans."
"Having a double life sounds fun, but trust me it's hard. Ha."
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.Q. .M.
D_10.22.1988_0642.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"I finally finished my first original song! Are you proud of me?"
"Since we won that award, every night I've been having visions of Bobo shouting my head off that all I do is steal stuff. So since I've been messing with music for so many years, I figured, how hard can it be?"
"...It's very hard. But! It's completed, and it feels good that I can at least announce that to someone. Even if those someones can't answer me back. But that's fine."
"The song's called Alya, and it's all about family. That was my Mom's name, by the way. Alya. I can't remember if I ever told you that."
"If you want songs about you, then you'll have to let me know, okay? Cool."
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.Q. .M.
D_11.25.1989_1903.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"So, um… Hydra attacked. Big time. We beat them in the end, but we lost a whole bunch of agents. Joe was only nineteen and he told me I was his hero. They shot him in the head, I had to identify his body, and I... And that's… that's on me."
"If only I'd taken that shot when Daisy told me to. I could've killed Freddy and none of this would've happened. I practically killed all those agents and I… Sorry. You don't wanna hear this kinda stuff."
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.Q. .M.
D_03.09.1990_1903.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"I'm sorry, but I can't do this anymore. I'm guessing that you aren't getting these messages so it doesn't feel as weird to me anymore. And if you are… then I'm sorry you have to hear this. But you're the only people who I'd want to hear it anyway."
"Ever since they made me director of SHIELD, I feel like I've been faking my way through it. I faked my way through the Lighthouse, I faked my way into money and fame, I faked music for a fake band and I faked knowing how to be a director. I'm just… God, I'm just not cut out for it. People are dying and I can't stop it. SHIELD needs an actual leader, not a fraud like me."
"Peggy does a lot, but she's got her own responsibilities to manage so I get the brunt of it. There's a few super clever agents that can easily take my place."
"See, I don't wanna be director anymore. But if I'm not… I don't know what I'd do with myself. I don't have anyone here, I don't belong here, and I- I'm just nothing when you strip away my lies. And I wish that was an exaggeration."
"And you know the worst part of it all?! I don't know whether you guys are even alive! I send you these messages every week and I put my heart and soul into them and they could be just disappearing into nothingness! Then there really is nothing!"
"So… just in case you are listening, I love you. You did so much for me, you gave me a chance when nobody else would. It's odd saying goodbye to thin air, but hey ho. And if you're dead, then I guess I'll see you soo- WOAH!"
"DEKE SHAW YOU LOOK AT ME THIS INSTANT!"
"Hey- Hey, Pegs! What are you doing here?! G-Get out, this is private, this is my house what are you-"
"Shut your idiotic mouth and hand me that gun."
"Peggy, I-"
"Hand it over, Deke. Now."
"Fine, here. But listen-"
"No buts, Shaw. Are you out of your mind? What were you thinking?!"
"Director Shaw."
"Enoch, not you too!"
"Oh. It appears we were just in time."
"You're bloody right we were. Thank you, Enoch. You made the right decision coming to find me. Now Deke, you need to talk to me, alright? Whatever's on your mind. You trust me, don't y- wait... what is that?"
"This? U-Uh, noth-"
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.Q. .M.
D_03.14.1990_1903.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Pegs and Jarvis took me on a picnic the other day. Honestly, the number of times people thought I was their son was hilarious. It was like ten different people. You should have seen the look on Peggy's face when this girl asked what it was like being a mom to the sensation that is Deke Shaw. I can't wait for cellphones."
"They remind me of you two, y'know. Pegs and Jarvis. You're all super sweet and smart and determined and kind and they just really remind me of you. Well, if you were both super old."
"...Don't tell Peggy I said that."
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.Q. .M.
D_07.17.1993_1108.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"They just invented Zima! I can finally stop pretending to drink! You guys should both drink it in celebration. It's a big day for me."
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.Q. .M.
D_12.17.1991_2157.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Howard Stark and his wife got killed last night. Peggy and Jarvis are broken. I didn't know them that well since he kind of hated me, but I feel really bad for his son."
"I think I might go pay him a visit. See if I can cheer him up. Trust me, getting orphaned suddenly like that sucks."
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.Q. .M.
D_07.17.1993_2351.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"So, um… kinda embarrassing story time. I ordered like 20 crates of Zima, but I couldn't wait so I went and bought one from the store. And, uh… I couldn't stomach it. It's been so long since I actually drank that my body's given up on me just like everyone else. Which is fine by me, but…"
"Now I don't know what to do with 20 crates of Zima."
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.Q. .M.
D_09.12.1995_1342.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"So some alien woman crashed into Earth this week. It was a pain to sort out, but I sent Coulson and some guy called Fury on the case. Fury has a cool name, but he's a bit mean sometimes. I guess it's fitting."
"Oh yeah, I recruited Coulson. I decided to steer Mack towards more traditional engineering since I'm guessing he'd get sick of SHIELD. I got May though. It's weird being older than them all and not being able to say anything."
"Anyway, apparently the alien woman might be Kree? I hope not. I really, really hope not. 'Cause if she is… well, something about this whole situation already rubs me off in the wrong way. Just… I didn't wanna hear the word 'Kree' ever again."
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.Q. .M.
D_05.21.1998_2126.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"We broke up the band today. We had a good run. I wish you could've seen us perform at least once. Miss you."
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.Q. .M.
D_01.01.2000_0034.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Happy new year! We're in the third millennium now so I'm catching up to you! Yeah, I know that's not how it works, but a boy can dream, right?"
"I tried drinking again but it didn't work out. Oh well."
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.Q. .M.
D_11.04.2008_1738.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Little Tony turned into a superhero. Iron Man, they're calling him. I feel like storming into his house and yelling about how much danger he's putting himself in. He could get himself killed, and then what'll I do?!"
"...Is this how you guys feel all the time? I don't like being the responsible one."
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.Q. .M.
D_05.30.2012_1519.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Coulson is dead. I- I killed Coulson. There were all these aliens that turned up and we had to try and get the heroes to work together and I asked Coulson and Fury to help a-and that bastard trickster killed h-him. I want to kill him with my bare hands."
"The heroes teamed up and stopped the invasion. I d-don't really know why. When I heard about Coulson I just locked myself in. Tony said they fought for me, but that makes no sense."
"I just… I can't believe I screwed up so badly. Coulson was supposed to have a good few years ahead of him! H-He was supposed to bring the team together! I'm too old for that now, and I've messed up. I'm s-so sorry, but I… Coulson's dead."
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.Q. .M.
D_06.22.2012_1712.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"I've decided to retire from SHIELD. I really, really can't do this anymore. Besides, I can barely sit up straight. Fury can take over. I just need time to think."
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.Q. .M.
D_01.16.2059_1712.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Getting old is such a pain, right? Dr Dunphy said my time's starting to close in on me now, and that just sounds so weird to me. All my life I've been hopping through time and death just felt so distant. Like I was immortal or something."
"Guess we know that's not true."
"Now's as good a time as any to surprise you, then. Back when I first met Enoch, we built an LMD version of me. Surprise!"
"Ha, bet you're not that surprised, are you. Especially you, Bobo. This quantum bridge is just about strong enough to let one person through. Only problem is that once that happens, there's no chance of communication from either way. And plus I was running SHIELD back then, so I didn't get the chance to get back."
"So when I do kick the bucket, Enoch will switch it on and help me get to you. I know it's a bad thing to say but… I'm really excited to die."
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.Q. .M.
D_04.01.2061_0932.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Happy birthday to me… h-happy birthday to me… happy birthday dear De-eke, happy birthday to… to you."
"I hope… I hope he has a better life than I had. Give Mom and Dad a hug from me. Do you think… my Mom and Dad will be there once I go? Does the afterlife have timelines? Ha…"
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.Q. .M.
D_04.05.2061_1002.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Enoch asked me whether… whether I wanted my life memories or just my… 1985 memories. I don't want that version o-of me to have all these memories. I don't want h-him to know he k-killed Coulson…"
"Calm down, Mr Shaw. Try and make sense for your memoir, okay?"
"B-But then I wouldn't be able to tell you the stories. There's so many stories I want to tell you, so… he'll use these memories. There were good times too."
"I c-can't wait to see you, Nana, Bobo. See you soon."
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.Q. .M.
D_04.10.2061_1425.
STATUS:[Online]
[communication_input]
"Hello, Leo Fitz and Jemma Simmons. My name is Enoch. I am a sentient chronicom from a planet that revolves around a star in the constellation you know as Cygnus. I regret to inform you that your grandson, aged 107, passed away this morning."
"As per his final request, I have sent an LMD version of Deke Shaw to what I believe is your timeline somewhere within a 10-mile radius of your location."
"Goodbye."
COMMUNICATION_TERMINATED_
STATUS:[Offline]