It was possible that the strange creatures that had invaded Fandom last week were still on everyone's mind when the Student Council had designed the decorations for Prom. Glittery cardboard animal-hybrid monsters awaited everyone as they arrived to the community center, and made their way inside along a blue and yellow carpet flanked by glowing, ( Read more... )

"Okay, what is this nerdy crap?"

The piece of paper in Tamsin's hands was definitely some kind of nerdy crap, she was sure of it. Still, it was their best shot at at least getting the island back to somewhere that had actually decent bars ( Read more... )

Considering the squirrels had roused her at way too early o' clock, Ada had decided it was better to head to the store from the radio station instead of the dorms.

She wasn't going to stay open all day, but this was kinda a public service, and she grabbed some markers and quickly wrote up a big sign to stick in the window.

Need Emergency ( Read more... )

Their efforts against the monsters yesterday had had a real effect. There was nothing left to do for now besides find the monster that lived in the principal's tower-- perhaps with her death, something would change.

And so, a small group assembled on Sunday morning to make that a reality.

( Zoe was less than pleased about the current state of affairs on her island. )

The weather may have been dreary, but that didn't seem to bother the woman standing on the docks by the gangplank of the ship bobbing slowly with the waves (well, maybe not entirely with the waves, if you were paying attention). Then again, nothing much had bothered the woman for a long, long time. Not since before she'd been less and more than she ( Read more... )

To signify the start of Homecoming Weekend, the park had been transformed once more into a bright, noisy carnival for the students and staff, residents of the town and, most importantly, any alumni who'd decided to come back for a visit ( Read more... )

A sign was posted at the front door:

Caritas Presents:
3 MINUTE DATES

Unlike most 3MDs, there didn't seem to be a host. The zombies were just set up, all quiet, when the lights went out.

After a few moments, music started to play. A man's voice started to sing "Ooooooooh" while backing vocals repeated "come on ( Read more... )

It was the end of the term. A bunch of people Dante knew were leaving. Others were staying, but they still deserved a decent send-off to the summer. Besides, screw it, they'd all earned a distraction. So after sending text messages to a whole bunch of people on the island, Dante pulled on a pair of black and red swim trunks (hey, Isabela had asked ( Read more... )

The warehouse Ringo had picked out really was the best one of the lot: everything was intact and reasonably clean, just empty. The ground floor had a huge empty area that Dante had immediately claimed as the site of their party. Between him (and okay fine, his StuCo experience) and Ringo, they'd gotten a sound system set up and repurposed a ( Read more... )

Second shift. Still too freaking early; Dante had rolled out of bed, thrown on some clothes, and blearily marched over here with a cup of something that was more sugar than anything else. Whatever weirdness was happening on the island hadn't become obvious to him yet - he hadn't talked to anyone.

Well, he hadn't noticed the weirdness happening to ( Read more... )