At this very moment on the island of Tabula Rasa, something remarkable was happening. It was a peculiar brand of remarkable, one that had the habit of showing up unplanned and unannounced and with rather alarming frequency. The thing that made this time different from other remarkable events was that it had to do with pie ( Read more... )

There were twenty five upside down doors. There were fifteen upside down windows. There was one flying gazebo. And there was one very thoroughly bored fourteen year old girl lying upside down. Suffering her punishment in complete silence, well almost complete silence. Well, not very silently at all ( Read more... )

Kon had definitely had some epic fails in his life. There had been the thing with Knockout, obviously, and then the thing with Tana and that had worked out just wonderfully...sarcasm heavily meant. There were some island fails, too. Mostly it was the fail that had happened when the island had messed with him and then his reaction to that. Some ( Read more... )

The election for the new Island Council term were finally finished, and I had the job of posting the results to the Compound bulletin board:

Tabula Rasa Island Council - Term 11

General Representatives:
Shari Cooper
Hermione Granger
Helen Magnus
Anne Shirley
Sookie Stackhouse

New Professional Representatives:Hunting/Fishing/Agriculture - Gale ( Read more... )

Oh my God, living in the Compound sucked serious monkey balls ( Read more... )

The island had done it again. Whether it was pure chance or benevolence none of them would ever know, but somehow, someway, the place had seen fit to give them all booze again ( Read more... )

It was all so beautiful ( Read more... )

Sometimes, the island did something totally flippin' sweet. This was definitely one of those times. And so, okay, there was something about the snow that kind of made him miss home, but it wasn't like he missed any of his asshole friends or his retarded teachers or his bitch Mom always telling him what to do. It wasn't like he missed any of that. ( Read more... )

It was like, way after three and Eric Cartman was starving. He hadn't eaten since eleven-thirty and after two hours of kicking ass on Wii Rock Band, he was totally wasting away like some kind of Auschwitz prisoner.

The kitchen shifts were totally bogus. He was hungry right now and nobody was around to make him anything. And he'd totally make ( Read more... )

Ray Person was a goddamn dick-licking asshole.

That was being nice about it. Seriously. Eric was on his best behavior about this whole fucking mess. The guy was a slave-driver, so much worse than Mom had ever been, and Eric Cartman hated his guts. Wished he'd never been born. Wished he'd have his testicles eaten off by rabid dogs while he slept. ( Read more... )