Yeah. So. Jin gave me a fish. Maybe he thought I was .. hitting on him back at the beach when I begged him to urinate on my foot ( Read more... )

(sitting on the rocks, this was becoming a favorite spot for Malana to write entries into her journal, still a bit tired from last night not having gotten much sleep after the boars visit to the camp ( Read more... )

It’s day three and Terra’s spirits are faltering as the group struggles to find it’s balance.We can’t get a signal. That’s what Sayid said. He, along with Jack appear to be our leaders of this little society ( Read more... )

Charlie had difficulities with trusting people.. but he also knew that if you were to be around people, if you were to win them over you had to put on the face of innocence. Adoration and complete submission in order to gain their confidence. This, of course - was easy with females but with men, it was the exact opposite. Most didn't have the ( Read more... )

Against the grain, Hurley decides against the pow-wow that is forming around the campfire that Sawyer set up so that he could get some quiet time in before sleep. Resting under a hidden overhang just barely in the woods, he watches them as they talk and writes slowly. So tired.I found fruit. All shall worship me for I am the fruit finder ( Read more... )

(Ivy takes out her journal and stares at the outside. She thinks if she really wants to write in it after all the horrible things have happened with the others. She sees Hurley writing in his journal so she decides what the hell and starts to write.)Ok. It's been so long since I've written in this damn thing. You want to know why? Ok. You got me. I ( Read more... )

Hurley sat on the sand, mumbling to himself about how he always manages to get little granules stuck behind his knees. Sweat and sand mix terribly. That means getting up, finding something without sand on it and then .. yeah, it's an ordeal. With a few papers in his thick fingers, he grasped up a pen and started to write on the surface of a plastic ( Read more... )

(Climbing up onto the rocks, folding one leg over the other as she sat down letting the journal rest against one knee, looking out at the water as the waves that came crashing against the rock structure below where she sat. The sun already having begun its descent, bringing a cool breeze to the night air. Taking up her pen Malana opened the ( Read more... )

[Annie sat on the shore, her chin rested on her knee as she watched the ocean. She had never been big on the socializing side of life. She did her bit, helped sort out the luggage and gather water but she was not going to share her life story with a bunch of people. Looking down at her back pack that had definately seen better days, she opened it ( Read more... )

(As Claire conveyed to Terra what had happened at the inlet early this morning, Malana could hear soft giggles from both as she opened her journal to write in it using the light provided by the flames of the fire they sat around. Rose with them this evening, saying little as she seemed more the listener, then talker the past couple of days ( Read more... )