Seth had a Dr. Pepper and a napkin on the table in front of him. He tapped the tip of an ink pen against his pursed lips and looked down at what was written on the napkin. There were two columns. The left side were the pros of being back in the OC. On the right, were the cons. Under cons, he'd already written Being back in the OC and Luke. Not ( Read more... )

Things, used such as the universal word for whatever was going on in one's life at any given point, were okay. Okay was good. Somewhat boring, but it was better than bad. In a way, Seth resented this place for bringing characters to life. It ruined his perspective on the universe as a whole. When you read something, you become engrossed with a ( Read more... )

What this meme is all about is expanding on that, to better create a personal history that you can then use to better build personal development. To paraphrase Lindsay, "it's not intended to be a way of avoiding/handwaving actual threads but rather a way of kickstarting them and getting a better idea of where our characters stand with each other. ( Read more... )

[ Continued from the NYE party]"Okay," said Seth, shaking off the sudden heavy feeling in his feet. "I deserved that. I think." He didn't really have a resolution, he'd just wanted an opener. Losing his train of thought, he put the fry on the plate where he'd found it and placed his hands on the edge of the table. She was being distant, like ( Read more... )

By Seth's guestimation (God help him if he ever said that word out loud), he'd been on the island for roughly a month. This was more than enough time to become adjusted to island life and to become acquainted with island natives. There was no sipping piña coladas under the sun, but the clothing box was giving him these awesome Hawaiian shirts. ( Read more... )