((OOC: Jamie Li is tagging along, with permission from Korazon)) ((Darren Locke continued from Walkabout )) Darren had long since settled on the warehouses as an ideal destination by the time he hauled open one of its rusted doors and ducked inside, Jamie a step behind him. Surely, there would be pl...

Roman and Acacia. Darren's better judgment to form a group clashed with his sudden and inexplicable desire to sit alone and clear his head if only for five minutes. The fact that one of the newcomers was carrying a gun helped tilt his next decision in favour of the latter. "I'm sorry, but I ha...

"I suppose we really shouldn't mess with these collars, if our departed friend is any indication." The voice brought him sharply back to reality. He turned towards the newcomer who he remembered as Alice Blake. "I.... It was an accident. He- he just tore it off. Terrible allergic rea...

((GMing approved by Wheeler)) "Darren Locke, you sight for sore eyes." Immediately recognizing the boy approaching him as Dallas Reynolds, Darren lowered the sword to his side and stuffed the compass into his back pocket. He had not been close friends with Dallas, but the two had always go...

Darren Locke's world was spinning. Disoriented, half-blinded by sunlight, and sick in the pit of his stomach, he struggled to sit up. He found himself surrounded by trees, and the earth beneath him a steep slope. Glancing around for a moment, he crawled to the largest tree in the immediate area and ...

((OOC: Very sorry this took so ridiculously long)) The unfamiliar roars spurred Darren into action. Resolved not to let this possible player end his hopes to do some good on the island, he gathered up his belongings and stood up. Jamie was a step ahead of him, and he was compelled to stick with her....

Darren sat listening intently to Jamie's words. She sounded as though she were somewhere between reassuring herself for comfort's sake, staving of unjustified guilt, and simply being grateful for having someone who would listen. It was not unlike Darren's own state of mind. He was so thoroughly reli...

"Hey there, stranger! Sure is a nice view you've got here. All we need is a beach, a couple of towels, and a case of beer, and we're set, right?" The voice was light and conversational, so refreshingly lacking in hostility that Darren gave a casual glance over his shoulder without a trace...

((Darren Locke continued from Orientation )) Darren had very little reason for choosing to go east, none grounded in any real logic at any rate. What he knew above all else was that he needed to get as far away from Dallas' body as he could. Not out of fear, guilt, or even common squeamishness. No, ...