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A Tale of Two Billys
This journal has been used to play the Billy Tallent character for Tabula Rasa before. All entries prior to March 1st, 2010 are for the "first" Billy, and won't be counted toward the younger version of Billy's island history. -
Locked to Joe
Billy was working around the hut, dragging out blankets and pillows to shake them loose of sand before throwing them over low-hanging tree limbs to let them disinfect in the sun. He had once heard or read somewhere that the sun did that. When all the blankets were aired out, Billy went back into the hut, Ozzy nipping and yapping at his heels, and ( Read more... ) -
Locked to Joe and King
It had been a pretty good Christmas, Billy and Joe's first on the island. And inside their small cabin a fire was burning warmly in the fireplace, and the heavy red curtains on the window had been parted to show the falling snow outside. Billy sat on the floor by the fire, playing with the latest edition to their family: a small white puppy, with ( Read more... ) -
Mountain Climbing (locked to Joe and King)
It had actually taken three hours but eventually they made it to the top. Billy was the first to make it over the incline, and he grinned broadly, using his hands to pull himself over the last few feet, his heels digging into rock and dirt. Once he was at the top he reached his hand down to help the person behind him up ( Read more... ) -
Private
It hadn't been his intention to walk as far as he had, and he sure as Hell hadn't planned on any mountain climbing - his scarred and bruised feet in their tattered flip-flops were a testament to that. But once Billy had started walking that morning, he hadn't felt like stopping. He walked out of the Hamlet and past the caves and into the woods ( Read more... ) -
For Fraser
Billy sat on the edge of the desk in the IPD office, waiting for Fraser to come in so he could give his notice in person. He felt bad about quitting, he hadn't even worked very long, but he didn't think he had it in him to come in any more. He hoped Fraser understood. Especially since Billy didn't quite understand. Fraser had a way of putting ( Read more... ) -
Private
Billy sat down on the roof, his legs dangling off the side, his last cigarette dangling from his bottom lip as he searched for his lighter. It was a nice night, peaceful, and Billy could see the water from where he sat, tipped with silver under a full moon ( Read more... ) -
locked to Joe
Billy lay in the clinic bed, drifting in and out of a lazy sleep, his eyes barely open as he twitched the fingers on his left hand, curling them open and closed. He moved his thumb first then worked his way to his pinky, wiggling them one at a time, exercising carefully controled curls; he counted off reps in his head: 1, 2, 3 ( Read more... ) -
Day One: Dinosaur? No, it's just a rash.
Billy woke up with a start, his head jerking up from a tangle of damp leaves, one still clinging to his cheek. His dreams had been strange, full of scary, dark things and mumbling people who wouldn't speak up no matter how much he yelled at them. Joe had been there, but he'd been nothing but a shadow, shimmering with unfocused light. There had ( Read more... )