The bulky booze reserves Tamsin had reeled in during their last stop had no real end in sight. So great was their wealth that this time around, they'd actually just put wine and beer barrels out to function as tables across the community center ( Read more... )

Sparkle didn't wanna.

He just... didn't, okay? It was his birthday. He was turning twenty. And the past year had been a shitty year. He'd lost a home, basically skipped out on his entire reality so that he wouldn't have to face the music and go to court, his heart had been broken, one of his friends was dead, and now his best-friend-slash-roomie ( Read more... )

Okay, 4PM on a weekday afternoon was probably not the best time to be chugging coffee, but Atton had to drink something while having this discussion, and it wasn't going to be alcoholic. So screw it: he was sitting down at a table at the Perk, a large mug of incredibly sugary coffee in one hand and his comlink in the other ( Read more... )

Sparkle was actually hard at work today. You could tell by how he wasn't actually draped over the counter for once, and instead he was dancing around the store, singing around a Tootsie Roll Pop that he'd stuffed into his mouth before he got to work... tidying? Putting stock out on the racks? Who knew? The only really important thing here was that ( Read more... )

The ship above Earth hadn't moved. The Brood inside were just waiting for the embryos to hatch and take over the humans so that they could reclaim them and at the very least build up some of their numbers again. There was still plenty of damage they could do.

All they had to do was wait.

( star wars vs marvel )

With Anakin's message going out yesterday, help was more than welcome in getting rid of the alien ship hovering above them, waiting for whatever the next step was. And since there were probably a few ships in a few different places around the island and no one place to meet, Jaina sent a text to the general Fandom population:

If you've got a ship ( Read more... )

So, Sparkle had been a bit upset to hear this morning's radio broadcast, to say the least. Just as he was wickedly planning to tease Ada about those kigurumi that he'd ordered, Atton had read off the news about Alluka.He'd spent a good twenty minutes just kind of staring at a wall, arguing with himself. He was no hero, and the rescue party seemed ( Read more... )

The pollen was beginning to dissipate. While it was not entirely gone yet, the fog had cleared enough for Atton to stop muttering things under his breath (or retooling his lightsaber) and, instead, set up at the causeway to wait for the kids to arrive. He sat down on his baggage and sighed ( Read more... )

Sparkle was a freaking trooper, that was what he was, hauling his ass out of bed today to go work at the clothing store. Sure, it wasn't like it was a long walk, and the streets were quiet and if anybody on the island had warm clothing to bundle up into before going outside these days it was obviously the guy who was running the clothing store, so ( Read more... )

Life was starting to look up again, by which Atton meant that this morning he'd been able to use his fingers again. He kinda relied on those fingers. Knowing the kolto was doing its work? That was good. Anyway, if he was going to have a Mical-enforced vacation yet again, he might as well do something with it ( Read more... )