The Ultimate Anti-Climax of Ultimate History?

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[So, all of you islanders have been recovering from the horrors of the Zombie Island Mish-Mash of Nuclear AWESOME, doing your island-y things. That's cool, so has Ed, off being his usual slightly-reclusive self and blowing things up in his Gilligan-lab to pass the time. Life returns to what passes for normal here, right?

...and then there's the note. Of course your first thought is 'Oh God, another event?' as would be the logical train of thought--

Wait a minute. Wedding invitation? Of the island and--WHAT?! And on top of that you're free to leave for home or wherever you like?]

...there's no way. This has to be a trick.



(( MINGLE POST HO!!! Are you skeptical of this ~*gift from the heavens*~ as Edward is? Are you one of the insanely hopeful that shall plan for where you'll go? Need to start making tearful goodbyes to your long-time buddies? Shanghai some fellow islanders to your homeworld for nefarious purposes? Get pissed at being brought here recently just to leave? Flip out and go find some Black Materia to call down Mete--wait.

So yeah. Post, mingle, have fun! And assume this is the day of the note-arrival, obvs. Mods, if this is out of line, feel free to stake me out for the vultures. *A*b ))

Comments

[samyonrai.livejournal.com]

For your sake, I will not.

[bloomynotgloomy.livejournal.com]

Let me put it this way. If you try to think about yourself in my position, you may come to have a better understanding of what I do and how you could help.

[samyonrai.livejournal.com]

-- Ah... I- if anything I do for you is not adequate in any way...!

[bloomynotgloomy.livejournal.com]

Better is better, Youmu, no matter how well you were doing previously.