Jon tried to spend most of his time out of doors because the inside of the Compound was stifling, in a way, and while he'd been at the Wall, he never really liked walls. It was too compact, too closed in, and it made it feel like he couldn't get out. That said, there were things in the Compound that interested him: books, the strange boxes that ( Read more... )

Dated October 12, 2011:
In which Jeff, Annie, and Abed come to realize Britta is no longer on the island.

[ HERE | Ongoing | PG]

Dated October 12, 2011:
Tasked with the job of letting people know the news a few hours later, Jeff goes to speak to the one person he definitely knows will want to know, Kate ( Read more... )

Deputizing was really hard work ( Read more... )

Puck didn't know a damn thing about interior decorating.

Like, at all. He'd come back to the hut one day and everything was different. Kurt had called it minimalism, and had said something about Asian-influences, but all Puck saw was a lot of bamboo and green. Everything was neat and put away, and the place actually looked bigger somehow, and he ( Read more... )

Dressed in comfortable clothing, Natalia reaches for the morning sun, stretching idly as her students begin filing into the clearing outside the school. It’s early yet, but she’s been up for hours, her casual movements now solely to instill an sense of normality and calm in what will surely be a few nervous bodies ( Read more... )

O-Ren stands knee-deep in the surf, the wind whipping her hair around her cheeks. She feels something nudge her leg, and looks down to see a bright orange flash darting away. Just a fish. For a moment, she wonders what would happen if a shark happened to swim by, if it would attack her ( Read more... )

It was a theme within a theme within a theme. And without a doubt, the greatest game of paintball ever played. The Spaghetti Western/Star Wars mashup had been cool enough, but add a good Desert Island adventure into the mix? This was the kind of dream that usually ended with Abed washing his Back to the Future sheets before Dad woke up ( Read more... )

It's been almost two months since Petyr Baelish stepped foot upon the island.

Suffice to say, he's bored. He's figured out what he wants out of the island, yes, but still, the general air of complacency, marred only by the occasional freak accident or appearance, is a bit too saccharine for him to feel comfortable with. It's a little like being ( Read more... )

Dated to July 2011:
This would not look good on paper. For that matter, nor would it sound too great, which is precisely why Annie has told no one of her intentions to explore Rapture. It's foolish, she knows, she can't even trust that Petyr - a near stranger, for all intents and purposes - will offer decent protection. But this isn't the first ( Read more... )

If I'm completely honest, I kinda hoped that, when I woke up this morning, it would be gone. And by 'it,' I mean the twenty or so years I seem to have gained overnight. I mean, nothing against, you know, aging or older women, I'm sure I'd love to be almost forty when I'm… almost forty, but right now? I'm really keen on sticking with this whole ( Read more... )