((OOC: I've held on more than I can afford to for spoiler, and even with my declared absence, this is getting to be way too long of a wait.)) "Tyler." She said. Taking a deep breath and banishing the image from her mind. "Have you seen Maxwell anywhere? I need to... discuss something ...

Tyler had fallen into a slumber that was more than slightly deep. By SOTF standards, it was suicidally deep in that he didn't wake at the first creak of a board. But the sound of other voices in the room did rouse him. "Hey, hey. Wake up." "Mmm...mom?" Tyler asked as he emerged i...

Tyler Franklin was not a happy person. After his latest rebuff, he wandered into town...well, into the clump of houses that was passing for a residential district on the island. Checking out a few of the houses, he found one with a beaten-up mattress that wouldn't pass a health code inspection in Ba...

Bill kicked back and relaxed for a bit, trying to sort things out while lounging on a couch at first. It took him a while, lounging around and trying to sort things out, but he managed. Somehow, he managed. The first hint was when he looked in his bag. What? What's this doing in here? Then there was...

((B110 Start)) For whatever reason, human biology being the unpredictable thing that it is, the knock-out drugs that were used acted a little more strongly on Bill Davis. As this was the case, he only woke up to the sound of people entering the Rec Center. ...where am I? A glance around revealed unf...

"Then, I guess we make it quick. If it means anything, you gave me a run for my money ... and ... I'm sorry it came to this." "Thanks." Tyler turned his head slowly to give Simon the cleanest shot he could. Even so, he felt a bit of fear creep in as Simon drew the hood of his sw...

"You just wanted something to eat? Well, that didn't turn out as well as ... okay, it's become a pretty shitty situation." Simon sighed. "So what happens now?" Tyler turns his head to focus better on Simon, wincing and groaning as he does so. Simon's seated form comes clearly in...

"I'm Simon. Who are you? And why did you attack me?" "Tyler." Breath. "Food." Pain was visible on his face as he answers the words; prepositions, articles...and, in this case, anything other than essential nouns are dropped so he can actually answer the questions. Tyle...

"What is it? Why are you talking now?" Tyler heard the words over the pain he was hearing, but he really couldn't make out Simon too well as the world twisted and turned around him. Drawing slow, pained breaths in, Tyler spoke again. "Who...are you?" Each word comes out on a sin...

As Tyler went down from the impact of Simon's leg to his face, something that he had definitelty not expected, he felt a sharp pain in his left ankle. "Agh!" It took Simon a couple of moments to grab the tire iron and turn back to Tyler. Though he wasn't able to do a complete diagnosis of ...

As Simon charged Tyler in a bull rush, Tyler went crashing backwards, dropping his tire iron as a pile of Tyler-and-Simon goes tumbling to the ground. Without the tire iron, Tyler was reduced to trying to punch and grapple at Simon: Even if he still had the iron in hand, it wasn't like he could use ...

"Urngh!" Simon recoverd well enough from getting a tire iron to his gut, and as Tyler wound up his second swing in an attempt to finish the fight, he found himself on the recieving end of a punch that caused him to lose the swing he was planning as he winced at Simon's fist connecting wit...

((Tyler Franklin continued from Just a Kid, Napping )) Tyler was lurking behind some trees as Simon approached in the morning sun. Since he'd vacated the house he was crashing in after a...decidedly surreal meeting with a couple of girls that felt more like a dream...he'd managed to burn through mos...