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thirty-five;
May. 17th, 2009 10:59 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
interferes.livejournal.com[The first thing Eight notices when he wakes up is that he's slept for quite a bit longer than normal, and he vaguely hopes he hasn't been turned human again. The second is that Grace is human -- and is very warm because of that -- so he moves to snuggle a bit closer, only to notice one more very important thing:
They aren't alone.
Sleeping peacefully between the two of them is a little boy with soft, curly ginger hair, one thumb popped in his mouth. Startled, the Doctor sits up, careful not to disturb the sleeping child.]
[completely baffled] Erm. Grace?
They aren't alone.
Sleeping peacefully between the two of them is a little boy with soft, curly ginger hair, one thumb popped in his mouth. Startled, the Doctor sits up, careful not to disturb the sleeping child.]
[completely baffled] Erm. Grace?
thirty-four;
Apr. 22nd, 2009 11:15 pminterferes.livejournal.com[The Doctor is sitting on the bottom steps of the main stairs with an amused look on his face, watching a small, chicken-sized dinosaur. The Compy noses around the stairs, investigating and occassionally bounding back over to the Doctor, who scritches it gently.]
Hmmm, what to call you, what to call you... Alfred? No, no, a bit too formal, I think. Erm, Arthur? That sounds like the name for a horse, really. [musingly] I wonder if it would be considered blasphemy to name you Rassilon? Although, considering that Omega himself has been here, I'm not sure I'd want to risk it.
[the Compy gives a trilling chirp, and Eight turns to the journal] So, Cair Paradisa, what would you name a dinosaur?
[Open post! Feel free to see him/run into him/ask wtf he's doing with a dinosaur, etc, etc. :D]
Hmmm, what to call you, what to call you... Alfred? No, no, a bit too formal, I think. Erm, Arthur? That sounds like the name for a horse, really. [musingly] I wonder if it would be considered blasphemy to name you Rassilon? Although, considering that Omega himself has been here, I'm not sure I'd want to risk it.
[the Compy gives a trilling chirp, and Eight turns to the journal] So, Cair Paradisa, what would you name a dinosaur?
[Open post! Feel free to see him/run into him/ask wtf he's doing with a dinosaur, etc, etc. :D]
thirty-three;
Apr. 15th, 2009 05:20 pminterferes.livejournal.com[recorded -- Eight is playing sentry duty near the Visitor's Center. Unfortunately, he's picked up a scaly little friend intent on following him around. The Compy dogs his steps, cheeping inquisitively.]
Hm? Oh, hello again. [chirrup! The Doctor chuckles.] No, no, I'm afraid I don't have any food at the moment. [he crouches down and peers at the dino]
You know, I haven't seen one of you since, oh, the Cretaceous Period. ...Or the Jurassic Period, I can never remember which. Terribly remiss of me. You lot really shouldn't be here, though.
[there's a squeak from the Compy, and it butts it's head against Eight, who pats it gingerly.] Of course, there's a jungle in the TARDIS that might suit...
Hm? Oh, hello again. [chirrup! The Doctor chuckles.] No, no, I'm afraid I don't have any food at the moment. [he crouches down and peers at the dino]
You know, I haven't seen one of you since, oh, the Cretaceous Period. ...Or the Jurassic Period, I can never remember which. Terribly remiss of me. You lot really shouldn't be here, though.
[there's a squeak from the Compy, and it butts it's head against Eight, who pats it gingerly.] Of course, there's a jungle in the TARDIS that might suit...
thirty-two;
Mar. 29th, 2009 11:29 pminterferes.livejournal.com( Grace )
[There's a Doctor wandering around your gardens, Paradisa! He's examining the flowers, mostly, and not looking particularly busy. Anyone want to bother him?]
[There's a Doctor wandering around your gardens, Paradisa! He's examining the flowers, mostly, and not looking particularly busy. Anyone want to bother him?]
thirty-one;
Mar. 13th, 2009 04:57 pminterferes.livejournal.com( Master )
Right, magic. You know, it doesn't actually exist where I'm from; the Time Lords imposed rationality on the universe during Rassilon's era. Of course, there's always someone claiming to be able to foretell the future -- which is particularly easy if you happen to travel in time -- or conjure up something-or-other, but it's all perfectly explainable. Slight of hand and illusions, mostly, and, well, Clarke's third law tends to take care of the rest.
So! I'm feeling more than a bit curious: who here is from a universe where magic exists, and what sort of rules does it follow?
Right, magic. You know, it doesn't actually exist where I'm from; the Time Lords imposed rationality on the universe during Rassilon's era. Of course, there's always someone claiming to be able to foretell the future -- which is particularly easy if you happen to travel in time -- or conjure up something-or-other, but it's all perfectly explainable. Slight of hand and illusions, mostly, and, well, Clarke's third law tends to take care of the rest.
So! I'm feeling more than a bit curious: who here is from a universe where magic exists, and what sort of rules does it follow?
interferes.livejournal.com( Nine and Grace )
I hope everyone had a happy Valentine's day?
[innocent!] Oh, and Master? Did you get that heart-shaped box of chocolates I asked the TARDIS to give you?
I hope everyone had a happy Valentine's day?
[innocent!] Oh, and Master? Did you get that heart-shaped box of chocolates I asked the TARDIS to give you?
twenty-nine; b is for...
Feb. 11th, 2009 08:30 pminterferes.livejournal.comNine hundred (900) normal bananas, guaranteed not to cause any bizarre changes, truth-telling, altered states, or general oddness. Good for.... oh, I don't know, baking a pie? Milkshakes as well, I suppose-- oh! And that little tarts that chef on Bertrez IV makes. I wonder whatever happened to him...
But yes! We're in room 212, if you would like some.
-- The Doctor
twenty-eight;
Jan. 31st, 2009 02:31 pminterferes.livejournal.com( Ten and Handy )
( Master )
( Nine )
[idle scribbles in Gallifreyan, before speaking;]
Well, I suppose welcoming the new arrivals wouldn't hurt, would it? Welcome to Paradisa, and before you ask, yes, there are aliens here, and no, we haven't kidnapped you. It's not a pastime, you know, although many humans seem quite taken with the idea -- I'm not sure why.
( Master )
( Nine )
[idle scribbles in Gallifreyan, before speaking;]
Well, I suppose welcoming the new arrivals wouldn't hurt, would it? Welcome to Paradisa, and before you ask, yes, there are aliens here, and no, we haven't kidnapped you. It's not a pastime, you know, although many humans seem quite taken with the idea -- I'm not sure why.
twenty-seven;
Jan. 18th, 2009 12:33 pminterferes.livejournal.com[slightly groggily;] You know, that was-- [startled pause when he realises he doesn't sound like himself] What?
[pats himself down -- leather jacket, jumper, trousers, and definitely taller than Eight used to be.]
Oh. Hm. Right, then -- I really should have seen this coming.
Ah, Doctor? I think we may have a bit of a problem.
[pats himself down -- leather jacket, jumper, trousers, and definitely taller than Eight used to be.]
Oh. Hm. Right, then -- I really should have seen this coming.
Ah, Doctor? I think we may have a bit of a problem.
twenty-four; snooow
Jan. 7th, 2009 08:08 pminterferes.livejournal.com[The Doctor is currently outside, flopped down on a snowbank with a scarf and gloves on. He may or may not be making something that looks suspiciously like a snow angel. Mostly, though, he's just out enjoying the weather. Dictated cheerfully;]
It's quite nice out here, really. Nothing on the ice forests of Xuih'cal, of course, but quite pretty in it's own way.
[[ooc: Post is open for anyone and everyone! Have at him. :3]]
It's quite nice out here, really. Nothing on the ice forests of Xuih'cal, of course, but quite pretty in it's own way.
[[ooc: Post is open for anyone and everyone! Have at him. :3]]
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banished_dame( [Don Flack] )
( [Nine & Eight - aka the Non-Holiday Crowd] )
(ooc: I'm putting this up early. It's for Christmas Day the "Non-Holiday" as it were for Rose and Nine & Eight by default of roommate-status)
( [Nine & Eight - aka the Non-Holiday Crowd] )
(ooc: I'm putting this up early. It's for Christmas Day the "Non-Holiday" as it were for Rose and Nine & Eight by default of roommate-status)
banished_dame[time travel was funny. not in the funny ha-ha sort of way, but in the time isn't actually measured out in days sort of way. Her own timeline was static, but the days spent with the Doctor hadn't actually been something she could measure. One trip out had been a year of her life.. but she had felt the same age. Still she knew him, knew him well she figured and he'd said he'd died, been human... she knew it wouldn't settle right. Not for him at least. He needed time, but she also knew a Time Lord had plenty of time on his hands, and she knew better than to let him alone for too long.
Didn't take much asking to find out where he was staying, and the second floor was bit convenient for the most part, though she wondered if it'd be odd to knock on that door knowing full well there was a TARDIS door still between her and them. Shrugging and figuring if she pounded hard enough someone would hear her she went for it. Giant thudding fistful of knocking on the door to 212. Which she hoped was the right one]
Didn't take much asking to find out where he was staying, and the second floor was bit convenient for the most part, though she wondered if it'd be odd to knock on that door knowing full well there was a TARDIS door still between her and them. Shrugging and figuring if she pounded hard enough someone would hear her she went for it. Giant thudding fistful of knocking on the door to 212. Which she hoped was the right one]
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Dec. 6th, 2008 07:54 pminterferes.livejournal.comWho: Eighth Doctor (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
interferes), Ninth Doctor (charmandsmiles)
What: Guess who's alive again?
When: Two weeks after this.
Where: Eight's TARDIS
Rating: PG
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interferes), Ninth Doctor (charmandsmiles)What: Guess who's alive again?
When: Two weeks after this.
Where: Eight's TARDIS
Rating: PG
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Nov. 24th, 2008 08:22 pmcapableof-both.livejournal.comWho: Mohinder Suresh (witnessof_fate) & Nine (charmandsmiles), later to be joined by Five (broken_clock), Eight (interferes) and Sylar (heroslayer)
What: Scientific Exploration. Or Mad Scientist meets Alien(s). Badness ensues.
When: 11/24, evening, mirror world being a go and all.
Where: Castle, Mohinder's lab
Rating: PG/PG-13 for violence.
( Mohinder's lab needed more than just Sylar's blood to examine. )
witnessof_fate) & Nine (charmandsmiles), later to be joined by Five (broken_clock), Eight (interferes) and Sylar (heroslayer)What: Scientific Exploration. Or Mad Scientist meets Alien(s). Badness ensues.
When: 11/24, evening, mirror world being a go and all.
Where: Castle, Mohinder's lab
Rating: PG/PG-13 for violence.
( Mohinder's lab needed more than just Sylar's blood to examine. )
twenty-two; cooking!
Nov. 18th, 2008 10:25 pminterferes.livejournal.com[This is an Eight! A happy Eight, who's now in the castle's kitchen following his talk with Donna. And he's cooking... something complicated that he picked up from a famous Venusian chef in the year 14,225, after a few simple misunderstandings were sorted out with the local royalty. If your character comes over to bother him, he'll probably make them some too -- don't worry, it's good. Promise.]
[[ooc: sorry for the spam. ._.]]
[[ooc: sorry for the spam. ._.]]