Who: Bachelor One, Bachelor Two, and everyone who wants in on the fun. Feel free to start new threads and run into them around the island
What: The Bachelors go out and about
When: Anytime During the Event
Where: All over New Moore
Warnings: Bachelors, Bribery and Boasting? Warnings added as neeeded but step carefully.

Waking up in the Tardis bay to a new desktop and an unusual change in wardrobe (Why the blast was he wearing a suit, of all things?) was not really a new turn of pace for Bachelor Two (3 points. 3 measly points and he was back down to Two again.)But waking up to the Tardis refusing to let him leave? That was. She must have been in one of her moods again, when even a light-hearted chat, and a pat on the console only earned him an irritable spark and a refusal to even acknowledge his presence with a thrum. How much had he had and what had he done? It must have been powerful win at the King of France's celebration.

He changed before Bachelor One returned, and waited for him by the door, leaning on the console and looking around at the new desktop. It wasn't all bad.

They never really managed to plan their stops. Oh, they tried, sure enough. They occasionally went through the motions of planning their next visit. Sometimes it even worked. But Sexy had other plans, and liked to drop them off somewhere entirely different.

Wherever they ended up, the pair of them always made it work. Now, even landlocked, they were going to do the same. It would just require some extra work. Firstly, finding a way out of said land-lock. Secondly, by figuring out what toys the Time Agent used to put it there. They could always use new toys, and Time Agents seemed to get all sorts of interesting ones. Like those wristwatches.

"So. Where to first, Bachelor One? The Beach? The Pub? The Library?"

Bachelor Two grinned, hands in his pockets, mischief in his eyes. New island to explore. Even on Earth there was excitement to be had. A game to play. People to meet, points to score, and Time Agents to bribe.

Who put all these cardigans in my closet?

Is this some sort of prank, Finnick? Don't bother trying to lie. I would know if you were.

Speaking of which. You lot mind keeping it down? You think awfully loud when you get yourselves in such a flustered state. It's annoying. Cut it out.

Odd little place, this. Nice pub. Good beaches.


I think we're evens again, Bachelor Number One. How is Bachelor Number Three Doing?

[ He's not really sure what's going on. One minute, he's crashing into the Arctic, the next he's waking up in New York and being told he's been asleep for over seventy years, and now he's waking up and being told that he's not real? It's all a little much, so you'll have to forgive the very confused look on his face, and the fact that he's sort of only got one thing on his mind right now. ] None of it was real? What about the war?

[ Peggy wasn't real? Bucky? None of them? He's not taking this very well, New Moore, please help him. ]