A Touch of Paradise...
So a few days ago I suddenly found myself on a tropical island, no joke!
I was planning to take a little hop to the 18th century - a century I remember fondly - but I ended up on this island instead.
And who did I run into? Jack! Oh I love fate.
But oddly enough, it wasn't the Jack I just left behind, it was one from almost a year ago. Dunno if this is bad or good, I'll settle for good what with the naked volleyball game and being in the room across from dear old Jack. Apparently he's got some hot roommates (well he didn't specifiy but knowing Jack they'd have to be) but I haven't seen them yet. That'll have to change...
Anywho! Here I am in my nice little room with picturesque scenery just out the window, hypervodka and my wrist strap! Goddesses! I was terrified I'd lost it for good.
Now I just need to worry about the hypervodka, there's only four bottles here, wonder if I can figure out how to make some of my own, although I can't remember if they've got alien ingredients in that stuff...either way I'm sure I can make a decent fascimile. Improvisation is one of my many talents.
There's just one downside...this place requires you to get a job, like an actual legal job...I'd consider trying to get out of it, but considering that even Jack has one, it doesn't look like it'll be easy to get out of either.
Wish me luck at the Help Desk or whatever they have in this places...
I was planning to take a little hop to the 18th century - a century I remember fondly - but I ended up on this island instead.
And who did I run into? Jack! Oh I love fate.
But oddly enough, it wasn't the Jack I just left behind, it was one from almost a year ago. Dunno if this is bad or good, I'll settle for good what with the naked volleyball game and being in the room across from dear old Jack. Apparently he's got some hot roommates (well he didn't specifiy but knowing Jack they'd have to be) but I haven't seen them yet. That'll have to change...
Anywho! Here I am in my nice little room with picturesque scenery just out the window, hypervodka and my wrist strap! Goddesses! I was terrified I'd lost it for good.
Now I just need to worry about the hypervodka, there's only four bottles here, wonder if I can figure out how to make some of my own, although I can't remember if they've got alien ingredients in that stuff...either way I'm sure I can make a decent fascimile. Improvisation is one of my many talents.
There's just one downside...this place requires you to get a job, like an actual legal job...I'd consider trying to get out of it, but considering that even Jack has one, it doesn't look like it'll be easy to get out of either.
Wish me luck at the Help Desk or whatever they have in this places...