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fandomtownies2011-10-16 04:43 pm
crusheverything) wrote in fandomtownies2011-10-16 04:43 pm
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Halfway Between Fandom and IKEA
As the returning vacationers rolled back across the causeway, they would see, if they were looking out the left side of the bus (as would anyone on the island whose gaze was directed that way), a curious sight: the ever-present clouds of steam and residual ash hovering around the new land mass in the bay were lifting.
In their place stood a small island, not even half the size of the Isle of IKEA. You could maybe fit a house on it, or three if you got along really well with your neighbors. Heck, there might be a house or three on it; those watching from the bus or from Fandom would only be able to guess at that, because once past its black, rocky coast, the tiny island was shrouded in a thick, dark, highly improbable Swedish forest of spruce, pine, and birch trees.
On the shore closest to Fandom stood a large wooden sign, rooted in the earth just like one of those trees, and printed in neat, thousand-point-high Verdana:
Welcome to Ingvar Islet
KEEP OFF!
Attack-squid/nanny on duty.
Fandom may have had a few post-partum overprotectiveness issues.
Those who looked closely might notice an occasional semi-friendly tentacle-wave emerging from the waters surrounding the islet.
[Establishy, but also open for reactions!]
In their place stood a small island, not even half the size of the Isle of IKEA. You could maybe fit a house on it, or three if you got along really well with your neighbors. Heck, there might be a house or three on it; those watching from the bus or from Fandom would only be able to guess at that, because once past its black, rocky coast, the tiny island was shrouded in a thick, dark, highly improbable Swedish forest of spruce, pine, and birch trees.
On the shore closest to Fandom stood a large wooden sign, rooted in the earth just like one of those trees, and printed in neat, thousand-point-high Verdana:
KEEP OFF!
Attack-squid/nanny on duty.
Fandom may have had a few post-partum overprotectiveness issues.
Those who looked closely might notice an occasional semi-friendly tentacle-wave emerging from the waters surrounding the islet.
[Establishy, but also open for reactions!]
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The sign made him stop and stare for a moment, and then he busted up laughing.
"I have missed this place."