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A Sunday (Open)
The TARDIS touched down loudly, although not as forcefully as it had in the past. A few moments later, a head poked out and squinted into the sunlight. "Right so...Earth!" The Tenth Doctor flicked his tongue out to sample the air. "Sunday. Oh bloody- a Sunday?!"
"They're not as terrible as you make them out to be," Eleven replied, striding out of the TARDIS and into the sunlight. "Let's go then. Places to go people to see!"
Sorry I've been absent friends. I'll be back when I'm feeling my muses.
I need to do replies I mutter to myself as I continue reblogging stuff
Clara finally let go of the Doctor, something didn't feel right. Something felt off, though she couldn't exactly think of it.
She looked at the other man, he looked so familiar but she couldn't remember him. All she knew is she didn't like the feeling, she hated forgetting people. He was obviously traveling with her Doctor but she couldn't place him.
She tilted her head "No don't worry! You're not being rude at all! I'm Clara Oswald..sorry I don't think I caught your name either.." She said slowly, offering him her hand.
He's her Doctor, or so she says. Guess that leaves me to be the companion. Ten nearly groaned out loud before clearing his throat and taking her hand, giving it a firm shake. "John Smith," he replied, smiling and glancing over at his regeneration. Clearly the girl's name hadn't stirred anything in his future self.
"How about we have some tea!" Eleven suggested, brightly. His past self gave him a look that clearly said What the hell are you doing? but it was ignored by the elder Time Lord. "We've been traveling for quite some time. Haven't even stopped to eat! Have you got any Jammy Dodgers?" he asked, he lost his confusion and worry in his overwhelming excitement over the thought of the sweet treat. "Or perhaps fish fingers! With custard, naturally."
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"Hello," she said.
The Doctors exchanged a quick look of surprise. "Hello," the Eleventh Doctor began. "How are you?" How are you? How are you? Is that all I've got to say to her?
this was heartbreaking
This whole scene emotionally upset me
Not only was his body weak, but so was his mind. Remember when he called that young man Barnable? Friendly reminder that the Doctor had probably been living in that town for hundreds of years. He had probably outlived that little boy. But, he was still addressing other young men as "Barnable".
"My friends are. I was headed toward their…place." she leaned against one of the railings and gestured to herself in general. "Means of transportation? Well… My father is a bit of a multidimensional wavelength, travelling long distances for his species is pretty easy…as it for my mother although her ability is limited." she shook her head. "I’ve never travelled to space before…That’s new…and bit exciting."
"Multidimensional wavelength?" the Tenth Doctor frowned and buried her hands in her pockets. "Interesting." The Doctor nodded and looked about the TARDIS. It had been a while since someone had been round to appreciate the old girl. "Well- I could drop you off in this Lebanon, Kansas faster than you can say...multidimensional wavelength. Or- y'know. More space traveling can happen. It's all up to you, of course!" She ran a hand through her hair and shrugged.
if your goal is to retain any remnants of sanity you might still have after eleven’s regeneration do not click play
Clara was still trying to get the dishes clean from Christmas dinner a few days prior. She had so many leftovers in her house it wasn't even funny. She'd never finish them all. It was worth it though, it all tasted completely amazing. She was currently scrubbing, elbow deep in water trying to clean the pans. With her luck she'd have to buy all new ones.
She wore a large apron over her loose burgundy dress and tights. She had on black combat boots. She was planning on going out to get some tea and a new book of some sort. She didn't think she'd ever get out though.
She took a break and took off the apron. She pulled some of the left over pie and ate a few bites. She'd made it from scratch, one of her mum's recipes. She was pushing her hair out of her eyes when she heard something. Something familiar.
She ran to the window and looked out to see the Tardis. She grinned and ran out of her flat. She ran down the stairs as fast as she could, skipping the bottom step.
She ran to him, her brown hair streaming out behind her, the wind whipping around her. She didn't even notice the other man.
She ran to the Doctor and threw her arms around him with a smile. "Doctor!" She exclaimed.
"Oh! Yes! Hello!" the Eleventh Doctor wrapped his arms around the girl and looked toward his past self. The two had mirroring expressions of utter confusion.
Who is she? the Tenth Doctor mouthed to his regeneration.
I have no idea! Eleven replied soundlessly.
Ask her! Ten replied, rolling his eyes.
I can't do that!
Why, not? Ten was clearly tiring of this little game.
It's gone too far. It will be too awkward if I ask now!
Fine, I'll ask. And, before his regeneration could reply, the Tenth Doctor smiled at the girl and spoke. "I'm sorry, it's just you've slipped my mind. I don't mean to be rude, but who exactly are you?"
"I haven’t seen her in a while, but the last I checked she was quite well." Thirteen smiled. "And the same old River. Though I think my timeline has officially caught up with hers - nothing from her is ‘spoilers’ any longer."
He smiled a bit at that. "Good. She always teases that I don't like it when she taunts me with her 'spoilers' because I like knowing everything. She used the word 'know-it-all' at some point. Don't tell her, but she was spot on. I assume you're still traveling, then? Hasn't gotten old yet?"
Young And Beautiful - Empty Arena (requested)
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Friendly reminder that today is the last day for M!A genderbent. If you want to interact with lady docs the time is now!
Christmas Musings || Open RP
The dalek looked at the pod, then looked to the time lords, “AFFIRMATIVE” it then turned to the pod and approached it, pressing it’s right tool into a slot, after a moment the pod glowed, then opened up, and the dalek entered, “DALEK POD IS OPEN, YOU MAY ENTER.” It said to them, “DALEK WILL SHOW YOU TO THE COMPUTER PANELS”
"Brilliant!" Ten replied, following the Dalek into the pod. Eleven figured that protesting was futile at this point and cautiously followed the two inside. Dalek technology made the Doctor physically sick on principle, but the way the species had evolved to make everything only accessible by Dalek proved to be both effective and somewhat interesting.
"I think the Dalek should be the one to get the coordinates," Eleven suggested. "We don't have the same prowess with your technology as you do. We wouldn't want to break anything." In reality, the Doctor was worried about tripping some security system or trap. He agreed to help, sure, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to be cautious.
Headcanon #10
Genderbent!Doctors exist in a separate universe. Their memories are exactly the same as canon!Doctors. The only difference is they're female.