Omega

Who: Izzy and Kieran
Where: Old Ruins
What: Stoners and Surprises

( Maybe someday if I get infinitely cooler and I construct a monument more monumental than canhenge you'll dislike me less. Then my plan is pretty much to wear you down from there - and/or to pick off the rest of the eligible male population in a Highlander-esque fashion because there can be only one and I want that one to be me. )

Who: Izzy and Edie
When: June 24th, late afternoon
Where: motel to ruins
Warnings: Do not attempt at home!

( How's your hotwiring skills? )

Who: Simon and any townsfolk who want to address the current state of things
Where: Town Hall
When: July 12
What: You know, a place where people come together and meet ^_^




Simon sat inside the town hall, and he was early. Extremely early. He liked being early to everything, as it usually meant he was the first one there and didn't miss anything. He had even brought a tape recorder to keep a record of what would be discussed.

Now, of course, he just needed people to arrive.

Who: Coby and Izzy
What: Coby needs a place to live.
When: June 30th
Where: The motel

( Please, pop your ego before you float away. )

Who: Izzy and Kieran
What: Discovering Canhenge. And pot.
Where: The motel.
When: July 2nd

( So what do you think? Queen Isabella of Normalville? Empress Izzy? Grand Duchess of Asskicking? )

Who: Pierce and Izzy
When: After Pierce doesn't feel like he's dying . . . (June 28)
Where: On the street, not far from the clinic.
Why: He's tired of being tired.

( While he enjoyed his work, he needed time away . . . )

Who: Izzy and Mim
What: Verbal sparring at it's finest.
Where: Grocery Store
When: June 19th


( It's my lucky day. I was hoping I'd run into the Patron Bitch of bullshit this morning. )

Who: Izzy and Kieran
Where: The Motel
Why: Kieran needs a place to stay
When: June 17th

( Half this place's charm is the fact that it's a shithole. )

Who: Izzy and Edie Williams
What: Edie needs a place to stay
Where: The motel
When: June 1st [Backdated]

( Oh sure, Normalville's overrun with Mafia. No crime around here except the organized kind. )

Who: Kieran ot anyone who wants to find him
When: (Backdated) June 2 , nightfall
What: A sick survivor wanders in to town

In exchange for a hummer and Kieran's last bit of grass, the trucker had taken him out of Philly and down the highway halfway towards his destination.

"Where you heading, boy?" the trucker had asked when he'd picked the hitchhiker up in Penn Station. Going home, the Adam voice had whispered. "Nowhere, in particular," Kieran had replied. And it was true. He didn't mind all that much about the hummer, but he'd hated to part with his last joint.

When he'd walked down the road towards Normalville, he'd been craving that joint, twitching his fingers and wishing hard that he'd had the willpower to say no. But he'd been tired, and really needed that ride. And the trucker'd even been nice enough to buy him dinner at a greasy burger joint along the way. The burger was sitting heavy in his stomach as he walked - but he was fine, really, until the bright flash lit the sky. He'd hit the dirt then, shaking all over, and promptly vomited up the hamburger and all the rest of the contents of his stomach upon standing.

"Fuck," he said, and staggered to his feet. He felt lightheaded and his palms were sweaty. "That asshole gave me food poisoning."

Between the vomiting and the weakness, it took Kieran several hours to reach town. He paused at the sign, thinking about the last time he'd passed the 'Welcome to Normalville' . He wondered if when he'd left, when Adam had left - a scared, sniveling boy of thirteen - if they'd sent someone out to repaint the hand painted population portion of the sign. He was still thinking about it when he heaved once more. A brief thought hit him - he wondered how he could possibly have anything left to vomit - a few seconds before he collapsed entirely down into the dirt, legs too weak to carry him further.

Welcome home, the Adam voice taunted.

"Shut up," he muttered to himself, figuring he'd just stay right there a while until he regained the will to move.