room 216 ; thursday afternoon

[necroslacker]

Sam was convinced the island was never going to move again and the rain was never going to start. He'd been trying to hold off on catching a portal (which was still weird) for the sole purpose of buying a skateboard but he hadn't been able to wait any longer. After his records, his skateboard was probably his most prized possession and having it be covered in spray paint, stickers with rockets attached to the back made it pretty much useless to him.

He'd tossed that board in the trash today and headed off island. Yes, he'd gotten soaking wet, yes, his portal had been late (which meant he'd gotten even wetter), but he'd gotten off island and he'd made it to one of his favorite skate shops. A few hours later, he'd come out with a new board and a lighter mood.

Riding it on the island wasn't going to happen tonight because he'd had enough of the rain so Sam was riding his new board up and down the halls, testing out the design and craftsmanship of the longboard. The long, straight halls made for a nice smooth ride but Sam did make sure he watched out for passersby. He didn't need to run over anyone.

[Open post, boy's in the hallway so feel free to catch him there]

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[withasword.livejournal.com]

There was only so much time Kate could spend indoors before it drove her completely nuts, so rain or no rain she'd circled the island already this afternoon, and was pulling off that drowned rat look he knew so well as she traipsed back to her room. A little rain, that was all.

"How many points am I worth?" The answer better be something resembling 'lots'.

[geewhizfellas.livejournal.com]

"Whoa, hey, Sam!" said Butters, laughing on his way toward the room down the hallway. "You sure that's safe, ridin' your board in the hallways like that?"