Who: Colin and Mina
Where: Trying to get back to Alfa-2
When: Morning

Okay, now all he had to do was get back to his cabin, take a shower, and put on clean clothes and... And he was at a loss from there, because what the hell, he'd nearly been eaten by the girl he'd gone to go help who'd been turned into a snake thing.

"It had to be snakes," he muttered to himself, trying to ignore how fucking disgusting he felt. He'd wet himself in fear. Of course, if that Scottish kid hadn't shown up and stopped her, he'd be dead. Snake chow.

"God, this is fucked up..." Colin continued in that frustrated mutter. As if saying it out loud was making it any better.

Who: Gwyn, Totally Open
Where: Uniform-3
When: Early Morning (slightly after Cath and Cooper's thread)

( Slither Slither )

Who: Mel and Colin
Where: City Hall
When: Mid-day

( Tick-tock )

Who: Colin, Open
Where: Hardware Store
When: Mid morning

Okay, boredom was the last thing Colin expected to be dealing with when he was trapped as a prisoner on a deserted island with wargs and angry little monkeys (if what he read the others' posting on the computer thingy was true). But after making himself something to eat and reading the few posts on the little computer thing, he found out he actually was bored. He really didn't want to explore more, since the wildlife didn't really sound all that friendly and he was more than a little out of his depth on the whole escape aspect.

So he headed to the hardware store to see what was there. Maybe he could build something useful. Like a boat. No wait, building a boat would probably qualify as an escape attempt. So for now, he was sort of standing in the aisles, looking lost as he tried to think of something to build or whatever so he didn't just sit around thinking about being a prisoner and his family and generally freaking out.

Who: Colin and open
Where: Alfa -2 and then out around town
When: After 2pm

( Worst hangover ever )

Rolling his shoulders like a prize fighter about to go a few rounds, he opened up the front door and saw...

A row of cottages just like the one he was in and nobody around. Fuck. "Okay, guys," he called out as he stepped into the sun, shielding his eyes and wincing as his headache got worse. "This isn't fucking funny anymore. Come out here so I can kick your asses for this. What the hell did you guys put in my drink anyway?"

Yeah, nobody was coming out. Oh this wasn't fucking happening. Reality was slowly setting in and he was beginning to get very worried. "Hello?" he called out. "Is anybody there?"

Fuck