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Well, theme's all done! A new navigation page and a revised TARDIS Crew page up and running! I feel really accomplished. Gonna hope off now though, got a few things I need to do.
Should be really RPing again on this blog next week!
Pardon the dust, redoing the theme!
Hello everyone!
*blows dust off of blog and coughs* Jeez.. Been a while hasn't it? Hope everyone is fine! Don't know who's still around, but hopefully some of you! ^w^
After watching the Season 8 premiere of Doctor Who, I decided to pop back over here ^^ I missed the Professor and all of you, I really did.
I think I might drop most of the drafts I left unless you want to continue them.
I'm excited to be back! It'll take a couple of days to set everything back up- because I want to redo a bunch of stuff- but I will get it all up soon!
Love you all~
Out of Time || Closed
Despite how terrible the day had been for one Anthony Edward Stark, he was in a somewhat cheerful mood by the time he stepped out of Stark Industries. He walked with his head high as he made his way to his car, sliding into the driver’s seat with his practically copyrighted Stark swag, dropping his sunglasses onto his nose. With a quick adjustment of his rear-view mirror, the billionaire set off to his Malibu home.
As he stepped out of his car, Tony was greeted by the typical scent of the ocean that craddled the rock that the house sat on. He made his way inside, ignoring the house of the waves slapping against the rocks, and focusing on his goal of getting his suit off and stepping into a different suit entirely. He eyes his work room with eagerness as he stepped into his bedroom to change.
The sound of cups clamoring around the kitchen drew Tony’s attention from completely pulling on his AC/DC t-shirt and to the foreign noise. Silently, he tugged the shirt down, stepping out of the room and towards the every-changing sound. He flattened himself against a wall, keeping himself out of view of who or what ever was in his kitchen. As the fridge opened, Tony quickly spun around to face the intruder.
"What the hell?" The man furrowed his brow when his eyes landed on the blonde woman with a cup in her hand. He watched her as she finished pouring her drink, his frown setting deeper into his features. "Who are you?"
The Professor had thought she timed it perfectly to show up just when Tony did, but when she poked her out of the now extra door in the hallway, she was disappointed to find he wasn't there yet. With a sigh, she walked out and shut the door behind her, walking into the kitchen. Most likely Tony would be there soon.
As she walked into the kitchen, she found it strange that JARVIS hadn't said a word to neither her nor her TARDIS yet. JARVIS normally loved talking to at least the TARDIS. Why? She had her suspicions. Shrugging, the Time Lady opened the cupboard with cups and brought one down, accidentally dropping one as she did. Cursing under her breath, she picked it up and put it in the sink before going to the fridge.
Pouring some milk for herself, she looked up at the entrance when she heard Tony's voice. "Hey Tony," she smiled then looked back at her drink, putting the milk casually back into the fridge when she was done, "Sorry I was a bit early- I couldn't help it though! I love the beach house."
With a smile, she walked over to him with her glass of milk, blinking when she saw the expression on his face. "Oh crap, how long was I gone this time? A year? More? Ah jeez, I'm sorry about that.." she rubbed the back of her head, smiling sheepishly, not grasping the situation just yet.
As a Role Player, I make many promises. But as a lazy scattered brain, I need people to remind me of most of them.
Every Role Player who can admit it. (via bloodyxjester)
You deserve the kind of love you would give someone else.
A Message to My Followers and Everyone Else That Ever Reads This (#127: February 3, 2014)
Please reblog if you don't mind your followers sending you memes and prompts even if you've never interacted with them.
I give a fuck. I give lots of fucks, actually. I’m a prostitute of feelings.
(via c-isnenegro)
My muse is angry. How do you calm them down?
Come into my inbox and try to make my muse blush!
My Character is turned into a child again and doesn't know where he/she is, my character is trying to find their way back home but in the process gets lost in the worst part of town. Your character takes notice of my character curled up against the wall of an ally way cold, wet, and scared. Send your characters response to finding mine as a helpless child, do they recognize them, will they help them ?
BISEXUALS ARE NOT CONFUSED
Bisexuals are not confused
BISEXUALS. ARE. NOT. CONFUSED.
BISEXUALS ARE NOT CONFUSED
bisexuals are not confused god this is like the easiest concept ever you piece of shit douchewagon why can’t you just fucking accept it it’s absolutely infuriating
idk im kind of confused on taxes??
BISEXUALS ARE ONLY SLIGHTLY CONFUSED ABOUT A FEW THINGS
LIKE TAXES AND AP CALC AND THE OCCASIONAL RIDDLE
Reblog if you are a Doctor Who RP Blog
I need to follow more
Put a ♪ in my ask box and I'll put my playlist on shuffle and make you a starter based on the next song that plays
Reblog if you think it's okay to share a bed with your best friend.
Several of my family members think it’s wrong. Myself and a couple friends think it’s totally okay. I want to know what the rest of you think.
Pssh. I wouldnt let my best friend sleep on the floor! Plus you have a snuggle buddy!
Instead of shipping muses, let's ship muns. Send me the URL of the mun you'd ship me with, anon or not