When George had arrived on the island, one of his first thoughts had been about his transformations and how he was going to deal with them. Back home, he'd been able to contain it. Even for the few months that he hadn't been able to use the isolation room, at least there'd been some semblance of control. Some assurances that he wouldn't come across ( Read more... )

One of the nicer things about being able to set yourself on fire that nobody really talked about? The ability to control body fat. It was a completely vain sort of perk, but Johnny loved it. Between that and fighting evil wannabe supervillains on a constant basis, he'd always been in perfect shape ( Read more... )

However dubious my reasoning for having another girls night, the fact remained that it was a good thing, a positive thing, a fun thing, and maybe personal motivation really didn't matter. I spent so much of my time around men that sometimes I forgot the benefit of having girlfriends ( Read more... )

Geoffrey actually believes that the island wants him to produce Shakespearean theatre, which isn't as reassuring as a person might think. Because then he has to wonder just why the island is encouraging him in this endeavour, and just what it hopes to get out of it. He doesn't know how else to explain the fact that upon deciding on a play, the ( Read more... )

Devon wasn't going to lie; he was kind of dreading the day his own team had to take on Rogue's, if only because she had a pretty good outlook on how to set her team up. It just meant crushing everyone else, and it didn't help that she had a team full of superheroes. (He was no Chuck, but not even Devon was clueless enough not to know who Rogue, ( Read more... )

"Oh noIn her two months on the island, Taylor had seen plenty, from the absurd to the positively banal. She had roamed enough to learn the lay of the land, read all she could get her hands on of island history, spent her afternoons translating poetry and her evenings looking at the stars, all those constellations rearranged in the sky as if someone ( Read more... )

As surreal as it was, the whole experience of getting tossed back and forth between the island and Newport in a time that wasn't his own, Ryan wasn't as fazed as he maybe should have been. It seemed natural somehow -- not the part where he'd been in some dream world of Seth's making, but how complicated it all was. His life on the island had, for ( Read more... )

Taylor had imagined herself into all kinds of odd and elaborate scenarios in her life. With so much of her childhood spent alone, she'd turned to the comforts of a vivid imagination and there had been no shortage of exhilarating escapades ( 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... )

When all was said and done, it looked like something out of a storybook ( Read more... )