Okay, so there was a dance tonight, and Jim had been lined up with a blind date, which was kind of exciting, and kind of... weird. Back home, he was very much a minority, and it was kind of difficult to date within the species. Which he was sort of a fan of. Not that he judged anyone who wasn't, sure. People came in all sorts of weird and wonderful ( Read more... )

The town hall had been transformed into a ballroom fit for a queen (and/or king. Or multiples thereof). The ceiling was resplendent in ribbons of royal purple, gold and white, and castle murals adorned the walls.

As they entered, tonight's guests were offered their choice of crown or tiara. Over by the photographer who doesn't have a thread ( Read more... )

Jim had shown up for his first shift at the Portalocity Office this morning, blissfully ignorant of any strange goings-on around the island today. Really, he was more worried about the quizzes that he had to take before he could be considered an actual employee of Portalocity.

Look, Jim was out in the middle of space when Portalocity was really ( Read more... )

Trick looked around the lounge and sighed. He had seen a fair number of bachelor parties in his day as owner of the Dal and had pretty much assumed that there couldn't be much worse than the night before an elaborate double wedding featuring a pair of Dark Fae twins ( Read more... )

Okay, so whatever had been going on around the island had let up, and the island had moved, and all was well again. It was. It really was. Except for one thing.

There was something bright and colorful and exciting looking just on the other side of the causeway, and once again, Jim was stuck at work. Not that he'd spend his entire shift sulking ( Read more... )

Oh, man, was Jim ever in a good mood today at the Fiver-Uppers. The island had moved again, and for all the creepiness in the world, nothing was ever going to change the fact that for the first time in ages, the weather was good enough for him to ride his solar surfer to work. Between the chill of the ice age and London's rain, he'd been having ( Read more... )

Jim had nearly outright refused to come in to work today. After all, what good was a repair shop where the employee on shift didn't even have hands?

Or, for that matter, one where he as so stupidly short that he couldn't see over the counter. The wings kind of managed to make up for that. A little. But it wasn't like he had any idea what he was ( Read more... )

Now, it wasn't that Jim was a paranoid sort. Cautious, perhaps, when there were circumstances that weren't completely under his control. He did so much better when he was tackling danger on his own terms, after all ( Read more... )

Seeing as Jim worked on the weekends and that this was the one that kicked off break week, it seemed to him as though he had two options.

First, Jim could choose to sit around and mope because the island was parked in an awesome place, filled with awesome things to see, and here he was, stuck inside and missing out on all of it on a weekend. And ( Read more... )

Well, the island had moved again, and again, Jim had no idea where they were supposed to be, except that the beaches looked amazing, and he was looking forward to running around the place and exploring just as soon as his shift let out. Yep. In about a million hours, he'd be able to clock out and familiarize himself with the new surroundings. The ( Read more... )