It had been about a week since the island had had its regularly scheduled chaos, this time in the form of flood and escaped dinosaurs. King especially, had not appreciated the dinosaur part, since he had to practically run into one to realize something was just not right around here. Thankfully, the dinosaur he'd run into had been virtually ( Read more... )

King hadn't been able to keep track of the days too well, but he was pretty sure it was close to a week before he eventually got back to the compound. He was more than glad to leave dino territory behind, and especially glad to finally have Billy properly taken care of in the clinic. King had refused any care himself, because really, he was fine. ( Read more... )

King was not a nurse. He was not someone who could properly take care of someone who was sick. Yet here he was, taking care of Billy while Fraser made the trip back to the compound for help. If taking care of Billy is what this could be called anyway. King was mostly just watching Billy sleep. If he were lucky, Billy would just stay that way and ( Read more... )

It was safe to say, at this point, King was pretty much a disgruntled mess. He had gone to sleep one day, only to wake up in unfamilar jungle with a giant lizard in his lap. It was easy enough to dispose of with a good hard kick, but the thing seemed to have fucking family or something, which kept King pretty much busy for a good day or so, having ( Read more... )

Sunday, May 21st:
King arrives on the island during the coma inducing fog. He befriends Lennox and Leoben who are kind enough to help a poor biker out. King also meets a very interesting baby named Sunny who somehow convinced him to eat bamboo. It did not taste like chicken.

Wednesday, May 24th:
While getting to know the place, King runs into ( Read more... )