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Gideon wasn't expecting to stay in the Compound long. In fact, he'd only gone upstairs to make sure everything was set up for his class that night when he realized someone was already using that shit. He leaned against the doorframe for a little while, trying to figure out what was being watched and pretty much fucking failing. He might've kept ( Read more... ) -
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The more Gideon thought about it, the more it bothered the shit out of him ( Read more... ) -
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Gideon had taken a long ass time deciding whether or not he wanted to go into the area where people asked for huts. It was a step he knew he'd fucking have to take - he couldn't hide in Eden's place forever - but it was one he didn't actually want to. It wasn't like he felt any less alone since he moved out, but knowing someone was around helped ( Read more... ) -
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Gideon had known it would happen eventually. That didn't make it less of a fucking punch in the stomach, though. He'd hoped the first day he woke up to her not there, even in the face of all her shit gone. Then the second day rolled around, and a third, and eventually he had to accept the fact that this really was it ( Read more... ) -
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With the beginning of the semester already here, I figured I'd do a quick overview of the class your pup has unfortunately decided to take. No, kidding. Gideon is going to be as professional as he can be, but it's likely people who don't know him might go O_o for a while until they get used to him ( Read more... ) -
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Gideon had noticed it on the day he did the week's schedule. If all went well, Monday would be their last taping day. Everything he needed would be all ready to be edited into a coherent movie that could be shown when it was ready. It was a big milestone and Gideon knew it. He never thought he'd ever fucking get this far in making this shit, and ( Read more... ) -
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Gideon was already fucking getting stir crazy. About the only thing that kept him sane was thinking about what he left, which he knew wasn't going to last him forever. At this point, it technically wasn't even real any longer, as bad as a figment of his imagination. No one would fucking believe he was on an island for nearly two years, nevermind ( Read more... ) -
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The morning had started abruptly. Gideon really only had a few seconds to discern where the fuck he was before he found himself getting screame at to get up and get out of his cell for the first count of the day ( Read more... )