The road to Hell is paved with good intentions; that's what they say, right? Nate doesn't think he's ever quite comprehended the truth of the proverb before now, before he went and started a chain reaction of really stupid decisions. For weeks he's been pondering his current circumstances and the way his personal life has wedged itself solidly ( Read more... )

It's early for him to be out, but after last night, he wants to sneak away before Cartman wakes up. Ray doesn't trust the little fucker not to follow him, steal this box, and scar him for life all over again once he lets his guard down. Which will be never, now that he's actually seen an overweight nine year old stuffed into his missing ( Read more... )

He'd forgotten his own goddamn birthday ( Read more... )

Dated December 25, 2009:
With a small group of witnesses, Nate Fick and Remy Hadley get married; with a slightly larger group therein, they celebrate with dinner, dancing, and perhaps a touch of gossip.

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"Will you stay the fuck still Rudy, I'm already a shit artist without a moving fucking target," Ray gripes, frowning at the parrot strutting happily all over his papers and trying to pick up pencils in its beak. It was like, the one downside to his tattooing kit--all the practice designs were shitty I LOVE MY MOM AND SAILOR GIRLS WITH BIG TITS ( Read more... )

Taking in all evidence, the island should've been totally kick-ass. For starters, there was a ferris wheel. A ferris wheel. There was a killer death-bot wandering the jungle, there were monkeys and unicorns and a dragon, and even though Ray was probably just being a total douche-nozzle when he'd told him about them, Cartman was so going to see ( Read more... )

Dated December 14, 2009:
Terry catches Ray sniffling over a girly historical drama and vows never to let him live it down.

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It just wasn’t fair.

It wasn’t fair. Those things that ARE fair? This totally wasn’t one of them. God had literally bent him over and screwed him right in the ass. Well, okay… not literally, but the way he felt right then? So comparable.

He’d done everything he could. What more did they want from him? His liver? His SOUL? How much did he have to ( Read more... )

Brad woke up in a warm bed beside Terry that morning and he decided that what he really needed was an adventure. He's spent most of the morning in the compound, scaring up supplies; a backpack, food, water, blankets. He spent quality time with the clothes box until it gave him layers of woolens which, while striped, do not glitter. He spent a ( Read more... )

You get a year. Don't fuck it up.

This, Ray thinks, should be first and foremost on the Magic Island Primer, along with warnings against ridiculous shit like falling for the first person you see after transcending time and space, because. Well, because while fairy tales and Harry Potter are apparently perfectly real, the whole first-sight thing ( Read more... )