( Mainly for players, though I can't STOP you from looking at it if you aren't on the team. )

Tyler woke up and stretched, in a pretty good mood for him. The blues had lost the basketball game, but he hadn't played too badly. And the afterparty had been fun, even if he wasn't quite sure what to make of the idea Alec was part cat.

And he had plans for the day -- seeing how Walter's wires worked. That didn't suck ( Read more... )

After creating condom art in sex ed, Tyler changed into workout clothes and went to the gym.

Only two days until the game. After some stretching and a few laps, he decided to work on his three-point throws, using an exercise he found online.

He's getting ... well. Not all of them. But enough.

[OOC: Open.]

When Tyler woke up, his mouth was dry and his head was fuzzy. But, then, it had been a really weird week.

( Huzzah for linkdrops. )

As some of you know and some of you ... don't know, the basketball game will happen on Saturday, June 17. I'll probably put it up around noon EST to allow for SP throughout the day. Big thanks to futurebucs_star, who helped with all kinds of things I never would have thought of; the rules are largely her work. Except anything that doesn't make sense, which is ( Read more... )

After his fight with Bel -- it had really been too harsh to call it sparring -- Tyler ran up the stairs to his room, tasting blood, feeling alive ( Read more... )

Dressed in clothes he could move in, Tyler waited in the shadows of the lobby.

He paced nervously. There may have even been a little watch-tapping.

[OOC: NFB. Locked to someone who knows who he is.]

Tyler gently set down the computer monitor he had hauled back from the Imperial Junk Yard. His muscles were sore from carrying it so far, but he figured he would have privacy and time to work this far back in the woods ( Read more... )

Keeping an eye out for rats, Tyler walked through the Imperial Junke Yard. He occasionally paused to poke at promising items with a stick.

The week had been pretty good. He had talked to Anakin about motorcycles and beaches, rolled in the mud for Nadia's art project, talked to Aeryn and Peter Parker in the gym, met and been admired by Jack Harkness ( Read more... )

Oh, rapture. Tyler's insomnia is back.

Moving carefully so as not to wake his cabinmates, he retrieved a flashlight and the journal he had promised Dr. Pevensie he would keep, and carefully used a convenient tree to get up onto the cabin roof. He was a little stunned how many stars he could see from there.

( And he wrote in his journal. )