I’ll never truly understand the concept of a bikini. I mean, when you stop and think about it, a bikini is really just underwear. People actually walk around in their underwear. In like, public. The beach is the one place you can do this and not get arrested ( Read more... )

It seemed strange to Logan that people disliked being kissed by him with such a passion. Everyone except Neil, that is. He, for the most part, still seemed to thoroughly enjoy it. Logan supposed he should be grateful for that at least. Everyone else though... Well, Joe had yelled at him, Veronica had slapped him… Really, if was enough to make a man ( Read more... )

There was a giant clock on the wall. It hadn't been there yesterday, and because it hadn't been there yesterday Dwight was staring at it ( Read more... )

If you had been upstairs in the Compound or in the Hub at six in the evening of December 31, you might have thought your eyes were playing tricks on you, or that you'd once again been whisked off to some strange, new place. Within the blink of an eye, the rooms had changed, sparkling instantly with festive decorations, and it was all so ( Read more... )

If you had been upstairs in the Compound or in the Hub at six in the evening of December 31, you might have thought your eyes were playing tricks on you, or that you'd once again been whisked off to some strange, new place. Within the blink of an eye, the rooms had changed, sparkling instantly with festive decorations, and it was all so ( Read more... )

Logan had spent nearly the whole night walking, but in the end he'd found himself right back where he'd started. The Hamlet was quiet as he headed into his and Neil's hut, shoving furniture out of his way and digging through the mess until he found what he was after ( Read more... )

Since Halloween, Karen wasn't so sure she liked this place any more. When scary goth guys with fangs and hippies with long tangled hair and crazy eyes started chasing you through the jungle, you knew you were in trouble. She'd hidden under her bed the rest of the day and had vowed never to go flower-picking again, not even a little ways from the ( Read more... )

Sam's never thought he could lose his mind more than he already has.

But the thing is, daleks? He'd been kidnapped by fictional pepper-pots and put unconscious in a coma and the irony just doesn't stop there, because when he'd woken up, he swears he'd seen Martha Jones and he's never sure anymore whether she still wants to kill him or if he has a ( Read more... )

Things are going pretty well, if Tyra's any judge of anything and for a given value of "well". Her and Tim are back together and even if Landry talks about shit she really doesn't want to even think about, it's pretty nice to see a face from home. She never thought she'd miss Dillon the way she does ( Read more... )

So there are all these people...on an island somewhere, where they're not even supposed to be. And everyone's, like, okay with it. It's got to be some kind of an act. You'd think that nobody who gets forced to go somewhere that they don't want to go could shrug it off like it's not a big deal, except people here are always smiling. And swimming. ( Read more... )