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starfishbucks2012-07-10 12:18 am
whatever_man) wrote in starfishbucks2012-07-10 12:18 am
Entry tags:
Flashing side-ways
Character: Hugo "Hurley" Reyes
Fandom: LOST (or that show set on an island with lots of other stuff that confuses people)
Player Name: Frudence
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"Yep..." Hurley had his hands at his side, just staring up at the city, nodding absently at each person who passed by. "I'm lost."
He'd been around about a week, but funny thing about being accustomed to an island without a map was that suddenly being back in Pleasantville got him turned around more often than on a freaking beach with one path out to a stream. It was easy to find your own tent with only a few to choose from. It was easy to find the campfire. Re-discovering his apartment and his new favorite snack shop, though... that was proving to be a challenge.
So he stood in the square with his arms crossed, trying to pick out people who passed and categorizing them on levels of friendliness from "Sawyer" to "Claire," with a whole separate "Jin" category - people who looked friendly enough but also foreign enough he couldn't be sure they'd be able to communicate properly.
"Oh hey! Hey! Excuse me..."
Fandom: LOST (or that show set on an island with lots of other stuff that confuses people)
Player Name: Frudence
---
"Yep..." Hurley had his hands at his side, just staring up at the city, nodding absently at each person who passed by. "I'm lost."
He'd been around about a week, but funny thing about being accustomed to an island without a map was that suddenly being back in Pleasantville got him turned around more often than on a freaking beach with one path out to a stream. It was easy to find your own tent with only a few to choose from. It was easy to find the campfire. Re-discovering his apartment and his new favorite snack shop, though... that was proving to be a challenge.
So he stood in the square with his arms crossed, trying to pick out people who passed and categorizing them on levels of friendliness from "Sawyer" to "Claire," with a whole separate "Jin" category - people who looked friendly enough but also foreign enough he couldn't be sure they'd be able to communicate properly.
"Oh hey! Hey! Excuse me..."