Standing on Union Street in the chill darkness of a December's eve in London, he was only a few blocks from where the home he and his mother had shared had been. On the third day, he'd gone to look, finding that the buildings weren't quite what he remembered. In place of their brownstone was a candlemaker's shoppe, and he'd gone inside, coming out ( Read more... )

Dated November 19, 2011:
Still giddy after witnessing an open dimensional portal in the scrapyard, Fred goes to Spike, needing someone who'll listen to her babble about this latest scientific miracle.

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Every year, between Guy Fawkes Night and Thanksgiving, there was a holiday that everyone on the island could celebrate despite their cultural background. Tabula Rasa Day might not get the same fanfare as the other two red letter days, but it was well-enjoyed nonetheless because it commemorated the establishment of the community, a new home and a ( Read more... )

Four days after the fact and the island has more or less settled back into its own special brand of normalcy, which is nice. By now, Buffy can't remember the last time they saw a quiet stretch that lasted as long as a month, between Rapture, the carnival, and all the madness in between, so she has been making a conscious effort not to take the slow ( Read more... )

Dated October 31, 2011:
In a twist that everybody saw coming, the island's gift horse of a carnival turns out to be one that Fred should have looked in the mouth, when her new stuffed rabbit J. Robert Oppenheimer comes to life with nothing but murder on his fluffy little mind.

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Fuck all of it. That had been Mitchell's motto for the last two weeks and still the song remained the same. That was a long time to be pissed off at the entirety of the human race, but Mitchell had lived a great deal longer than most. He knew how to keep a fire burning low and long ( Read more... )

It was a motley crew ( Read more... )

She hasn't been able to sleep straight through the night in months ( Read more... )

It had happened again. Or at least Ianto assumed as he headed toward the Hub around noon that Friday. There was a general buzz about the place, the frantic flurry of people trying to figure out just how buggered they were by the island this time. It was a nervous tension, then added upon by glee or misery as islanders decided what to do with ( Read more... )

Dated August 30, 2011:
Fred and Spike run into one another for the first time since the reappearance of William the Bloody Awful Poet.

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