What does one feel when their last breath dissipates from out their body, vanishing like the last note of a piece evaporating into the air? Peter Smith-Kingsley knows that things have suddenly gone awry and the man he loves, who has dark secrets in his past (but Peter has a key).

Tom is a mysteryThe blankets had been scratchy against his bare ( Read more... )

Brian wasn't sure he could handle sleeping on the floor of a cave anymore. The back of his neck was killing him. No amount of turning or cracking or self-massage seemed to get all of the kinks out and it was driving him crazy because, of course, the island didn't have any pain reliever. Which only begged the quesiton of why the doctors couldn't run ( Read more... )

OOC: So I'm not in the mood to upload songs but if you want any of them just let me know. Also, Brian's opinions are his own. Feel free to have your character react accordingly.

( Welcome to yet another radio broadcast that will piss you off )

Brian did not feel strongly about that much if anything at all, and so while the island wasn't the place he wanted to be, for the most part he didn't care ( Read more... )

( it's criminal. there ought to be a law. )

Well.

At least I looked relatively like myself. Still blond and bony as all fuck, but it was kind of nice knowing that whenever the usual suspects decided to cross my path, I'd be able to glower down at them instead of up ( Read more... )

If anyone asked him why he wanted a radio show, Brian wouldn't have had a really great answer. It was something to do and it was one of many ways to say whatever he wanted to say without the stuff he would have preferred to say it with (such as bloodless bodies ( Read more... )

He was in front of the bookshelf and wondered if he wanted to make sacrifices to it this time or plead with it or just hope that it, in this very unique situation, either had some sort of sympathy - since another life or two was involved - or at least that its bizarre sense of humour would serve him this time ( Read more... )

When I was a kid my parents would tell me to hold onto things tightly. A kite, a balloon, whatever. To not let go.

But I was scared that if I held on too tightly to something, or someone? I'd be carried away.

Well now I was ready to be carried away. I wanted to be carried away. No matter how cheesy it sounded, floating up there on cloud ( Read more... )

There were only a select handful of scenes from American Psycho that really appealed to Brian. Arguably, there were other ways to make the afternoon go by but he couldn't see anything wrong with taking a break and watching someone else kill people was the next best thing to getting to kill people himself ( Read more... )