It was much easier to organise the second time round. Even if Evey seemed less than excited about the party aspect, last year's Bonfire Night had been enough of a success to do it all again. Which was good because somehow it wasn't the 5th November without fireworks and they were something you never grew out of ( Read more... )

Things don't change. Until they do ( Read more... )

It was Jo's first night back on the island after being home and she couldn't sleep. Technically she hadn't been anywhere, at least that's what everyone told her, but it felt like she had and that was the important part. It was a reminder of everything she'd had at home and could have again, and now she had to go back to this. Not that the island ( Read more... )

He didn't know when she'd gone. He'd lost track of when he'd noticed. It felt like she'd vanished right there in front of him, but that'd have been kinder than believing she was there when she wasn't ( Read more... )

The rec center may have looked like someone's colorblind grandma decorated it in the seventies, but as far as Karen was concerned, the space was all that counted. That, and nobody actually lived there, which meant they wouldn't be disturbing anybody if they stayed up well into the early morning hours. Well, at least Karen knew she and Chuck and ( Read more... )

It was clear today why there there was no apparent weather forcaster on the island--or if they were, their forcasts were so buried he'd never come across them in the year he'd spent on the island. There was no expertise required in announcing that tomorrow and the next day would be hot and sunny and clear. In fact, there was no expertise required ( Read more... )

Tonight was the most glorious night- when the Bob Barker Memorial Laser Tag Park was finally unveiled for all to see. He'd spent the past few days making sure everything was just right so that it was all a vision of light-based fake violence. As if in anticipation, the jukebox had been playing his 'Get Psyched' mix for the past day and a half on ( Read more... )

It hadn't taken Arnold Rimmer long to come to the conclusion that the IPD's filing system was woefully inadequate. To his mind the Patrol reports were sorted chaotically at best. New Arrival forms could be found seemingly everywhere except where one would actually expect to find one! The state of the Arrest Records alone was enough to make him ( Read more... )

Today was a big day for Tabula Rasa, even if it didn't know it yet. Today was the day it had been waiting for. There was one thing missing on the island (in addition to: Ted Mosby, Ewoks, dry cleaning and more lesbians), and Barney Stinson was here to rectify that ( Read more... )

Kristine still wasn't sure if the Island was some kind of cosmic punishment for all the unkind thoughts she'd had for her crewmembers back on the alternate Starbug, but she was trying to make the best of it. The IPD took up some of her time, which meant there wasn't quite as much of it available in which to sit around feeling sorry for herself, ( Read more... )