LOW ACTIVITY - HIATUS

And I'll use you as a warning sign.

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for clara-oddwald

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“How was I supposed to know you’d want to know?”  He shrugged, “Regardless, I’m not sure if they have gills or not.  I only know what I’ve heard through rumors.  There’s only one way to find out.”

“ Because Atlantis is a- a big deal, Doctor ! ” She proclaims, crossing her arms with a scoff when she realizes this was another argument she was not going to win. Clara couldn’t stay cross for long as the beautiful decor catches her eyes again, making her tight shoulders relax slightly. “ Gills or not, they have an eye for looks, yeah ? ”

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for clara-oddwald - Truth or Dare

[clara-oddwald-blog]

The Doctor grinned,  “Good, good.  Now, from what I understand, one of us asks the other truth or dare and the the other chooses and then the first person either makes them do something or answer a question.”  He shrugged, “So I suppose I’ll ask first.  Truth or dare?”

“ Hm... “ The Englishwoman thinks on this, leaning back dramatically against one of the metal railings in thought before flinging herself upward with a smarmy grin. “ Let’s start simple, yeah? Truth, Doctor. “

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for clara-oddwald

[clara-oddwald-blog]

The Doctor smiled.  “You can’t catch me,” he smirked, making a run for it.

“ Don’t flatter yourself ! ” She calls, barely giving him a second before quickly moving to sprint after him, skidding around the corner.

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for clara-oddwald

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“I think our best bet might be to make a run for the TARDIS,” he told her, “Either that or look to see if there’s an weapons this place has that might stand up to the Cybermen before they can adapt.”

“ A run ?! ” Clara whispered with a rather annoyed tone, brown hair falling into her face as she widens her eyes with furrowed eyebrows. “ You and your running, I swear. The second plan might actually work if we, you know, don’t get blasted to the moon and back. ”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“Then -it’s no -threat.” He teased and smiled when he saw her dress, giving an approving nod and certainly thankful that she had agreed to changer her outfit. He doubted he could persuade her to change again for dinner though. “I would love –to tell you it’s a one –time thing, but I suspect there will be many more –celebratory balls yet to -come.” He was very strict on the rules, his brother had seen to it that he took them so very seriously, though there were some rules he deemed flexible. “Thank you, I know –you didn’t want to –change.”

That was the first correct statement he had made all night, as she was not going to take this off for nothing - not even dinner. “Celebratory balls that might allow me to be semi-formal I hope. Ugh.” She replies with a sigh, tugging the skirt up so that she can walk over to him without feeling afraid of slamming her face into the absolute rubble. “Yeah, and I know you didn’t want to deal with making me. Eye for an eye, Berti.” Stella gives him an awkward smile, breathing in deeply as she pulls at the top of the gown.

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for clara-oddwald

[thedoctornumber11]

clara-oddwald:

Clara scoffs, crossing her arms as she speedwalks to keep up with the man and his cursed long legs. “But Atlantis is just a myth, yeah? We couldn’t just lose an entire city in to the water without any record.” She said, trying to disprove the theory if possible, but it did smell like a more old-Earth, despite the look and water.

“Atlantis is real,” the Doctor told her, “I’ve known that for a while actually.  I had a chance to visit the city before it sunk.  I haven’t had a chance to visit it like this yet however.”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“And you’ve never told me?” She was almost offended. Clara had loved the stories about Atlantis when she was little, though she didn’t hear them very much between Robin Hood and all of her other favorites. “Little low, Doctor.”

[thedoctornumber11]

The Doctor shrugged.  “You never asked,” he told her as he lead the way deeper into the dome.  “It’s rather large, but the city itself should be closer to the center of the dome.  The people can breath both air and water after thousands of years of evolution.”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

"How was I supposed to know to ask!" Clara defends herself briskly, hugging her arms around herself - feeling rather chilly despite them being underwater and in a dome. She really should wear more heavier jumpers. "Do they have.. You know." She gestures to her neck to try and signal for gills questioningly.

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for clara-oddwald - Truth or Dare

((OOC: @clara-oddwald liked the permanent starter call for a starter anytime))

“Clara!” the Doctor called out as he entered the TARDIS console room, “I just found out about this odd human earth game and I was wondering if you’d like to play it?  I do believe it’s called Truth or Dare.”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

"You're just now finding out about truth or dare, Doctor?" Clara had been fixing her makeup using a compact mirror, but paused when the Doctor barged in all uppity to the console room. "All this traveling and took you this long?" She pauses her sass to smile and put the makeup item away. "Alright, let's play. All in."

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for clara-oddwald

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“You think? Doctor. No, I’m not.” She corrects him, absolutely not shy in the slightest about it anymore. “That’s the whole point. Someones a cop and the others a robber, as the name implies.” Clara was still reaching for the things in his hand, face clearly more pink than before the conversation had begun.

[thedoctornumber11]

“Oh,” the Doctor smiled a bit, “How does one actually play then?”  He always did enjoy learning new games.  “Do you play this game a lot?”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“Oh, uh, kinda picked it up as a hobby. Trying to get a little collection of those going.” Clara gave in, knowing there was no way she was going to get out of this easy. “Well. Essentially, one person is the cop - with the handcuffs - and the other is the robber. The cop tries to get the cuffs on the robber to win. Pretty simple, yeah?”

[thedoctornumber11]

“Sounds simple enough,” the Doctor shrugged, “I’d be happy to play this game with you,” the Doctor grinned, “Wait, collection of games, or collection of handcuffs?”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“Games- Not games. Hobbies. Call them hobbies.” She felt her face grow warmer at the question but took a step back and crossed her arms, fixing her posture to make up for it. “More the point - are you a cop or robber, Doctor?”

[thedoctornumber11]

“I suppose I can be the robber,” he told her, “Which of course would make you the cop, correct?”  He wasn’t sure the reason she insisted on calling it hobbies instead of a game, but he’d go along.  “So you are collecting hobbies?” he asked, “Or just collecting handcuffs?” the Doctor was of course curious now, “Or both.  I suppose one can collect multiple things.  I collect fezzes myself.”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“I collect hobbies- You collect those? I thought you just grabbed whatever you found. Are they on the TARDIS?” She was amazed she hadn’t tripped over any fezzes now, squinting at him a bit before shaking her head and re-focusing herself. “Yeah, okay I’m up for being the cop. You can’t use your screwdriver, that’s cheating.” Clara warns him, pointing a finger in his direction.

[thedoctornumber11]

“No screwdriver.  No TARDIS.  No alien technology,” he told her, “The game isn’t any fun if you cheat.”  He shrugged, “They have their own room I set up in the TARDIS.”  He smiled, “So, how do we start?”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

"... We'll talk about that later." Clara sighs quietly, crossing her arms and leaning her weight more onto one of her legs. She then puts one foot out quickly, sliding it across the floor and raising and positioning her hands to look like claws. "You run from me, silly! You're a robber, c'mon!"

[jaimelannistre-archived]

She enjoyed that way too much.

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for clara-oddwald

((OOC: @clara-oddwald liked this for a starter))

“Clara!  Hurry up and hide under here, before the Cybermen find us.”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

Clara had just run into the room chasing after him, looking around frantically for a second before spotting his fluffy haired head peaking out from under the table. “What are you-” She didn’t even finish questioning it before she heard noise outside, scrambling under it, almost on top of him in her rush.

[thedoctornumber11]

“This was the only hiding spot I could find,” the Doctor told her, “We need to hide for just a bit until I figure out a way to stop the Cybermen invasion of this planet.”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

Clara raises an eyebrow. “So, this is our plan-making-spot?” She asks, trying to see him in the darkness that now surrounds them. “It’s nice, really.” 

[thedoctornumber11]

“For now, yes,” the Doctor told her, “So, any ideas on how to beat the Cybermen this time?  I’m open to suggestions.”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“We could, uh…” Clara tapped her finger against the back of her other hand, making a thinking face. “Uh.. I got, I got nothing. What’s your plan?”

[thedoctornumber11]

“I don’t have one yet, that’s why I asked you,” the Doctor told her, “But that’s okay, I can work with out a plan.”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“You always say that, and though it works, it doesn’t work..” She pauses, scrunching her face. “Well. All through-out.”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

"Can I hide wiv you for a while? I pissed off my Keptin-" (zecsar-ofallrussia)

“Depends what you did..” Clara looks at him indecisively. “I’m not out here trying to die because you pissed someone off a liiittle too much.”

[angry-eyeebrows]

The Doctor left the room, going back down the hall and up the steps to the console. He was getting toast….This was a big day for him, he had found Clara, or maybe more like she found him, without really meaning to he supposed, yet, here he was getting toast… 

he picked up the loaf of bread off the floor and plopped two pieces into the toaster. A man of mystery and general traveler of time and space and now….toast maker. This would obviously be very superior toast, the best toast Basil would ever eat, he wondered if he should make Clara some too, maybe she was hungry. He chose not to, though, because she was busy trying to tend to Basil and didn’t need the distraction of the Doctor’s amazing toast. He also thought maybe he should brand it, The Doctor’s Incredible Toast, someone would buy that….human’s were susceptible to buying anything with a fancy tile and glitter. He really hated glitter. 

He wondered, now, none too seriously, as he unplugged the toaster and fanned away the smoke, if he put glitter on himself if Basil would like him more. He doubted it though, but he still wanted to try…not because he liked glitter, he definitely didn’t, but because he had never tried THAT before, but maybe that was for a later regeneration. He pulled the toast from the toaster and brunt his finger as he did so. He dropped it on the ground as he stuck his finger in his mouth and thought about it for a second, before pulling some of his sleeve down and picked the toast up that way. There, he was ridiculously smart and he wished Basil would see that, or at least agree that he was. Oh well….he mused, as he headed back toward the room. 

( @clara-oddwald) 

[clara-oddwald-blog]

Clara decided to just wait patiently for the Doctor to come back, but she knew that she personally felt better when someone was by her side to at least let her know that she wasn’t alone. Or, at least not physically alone, no matter how emotionally separated she felt from everyone else.  That, and she didn’t know if she was going to get a lecture from the Doctor if she moved. That sounded selfish to her when she said it to herself, but bit her lip and accepted it for what it was - her being honest with herself. Since her untimely demise she had a severe lack of communication with herself - at least communication she accepted and let reside in her mind in peace and without her being overtly pissed at herself. And this was a good day for her! She’s got her Doctor back and she’s slowly making a new friend. Clara was going to make this okay, no matter what. This situation? Is going to be alright. “You don’t have to respond.” Clara slowly starts talking, looking ahead of her or at the ground instead of talking to Basil directly. “But I know what you’re dealing with is hard. It sucks. It’s just.. The worst. And though it isn’t okay right now, it doesn’t have to be. Because it will be okay eventually. I believe in you, and even though the Doctor can be.. Cruel, I know he believes in you, too. He’s helped me more than I can say, and he’ll help you too. Just.. Gotta be patient. You aren’t as alone as you think.” She takes a deep breath as her rambling slows to a stop, sinking down a bit against the wall. ( @actuallybasil )

[horrificmemes]

Social Media Horror Plots/AUs

Send me an emoji for a plot/starter, all of them related to horror and social media. Feel free to adjust the placement of my/your when sending these to decide for yourselves which muse plays which part.

💀 - My muse has been dead for over a month when your muse starts getting messages from their social media account, but no one else has access to it.

😰 - Our muses are watching videos together, when they come across what could be a real disturbing event caught on film.

😀 - Your muse has been blocked by mine over and over again, but they keep making more and more social media accounts just to stalk them.

😈 - My muse confronts yours about a chain letter they sent them over email. They thought it would be funny, but now strange things are actually happening.

😖 - My muse gets a follow/friend request from your muse and thinks they seem interesting. However, one quickly begins to realize the other muse may be stalking them.

🤐 - Our muses have never met in person, but one day your muse notices mine tagging themselves in all of your muse’s photos. In the background in the shadows. In a dark window. Behind a cracked door. In the closet.

👽 - Our muses see something they can’t explain and manage to get it on camera. But when they upload it to social media and start getting a lot of attention, it mysterious disappears. And suddenly they’re seeing strange people outside their homes and following them wherever they go.

👻 - Our muses meet on a forum about ghosts and the paranormal while sharing their own experiences.

🤡 - While looking through a gallery of photos our muses took together on a date/trip, they notice a strange figure in the background of every photo, watching them.

🕵️ - My muse has been talking with someone on a dating app for a while, but your muse doesn’t trust them. They think something is wrong, and are trying to convince my muse to be cautious (perhaps after some online digging uncovers an unpleasant secret).

👁 - My muse sends yours a selfie, but your muse is the first to notice something odd in the background. It looks like my muse isn’t home alone after all.

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Reblog this is your muse has straight up actually died

Optional: they’ve returned from the dead

[theclawedking]

3 goddamn times, in cannon!

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for clara-oddwald

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“You think? Doctor. No, I’m not.” She corrects him, absolutely not shy in the slightest about it anymore. “That’s the whole point. Someones a cop and the others a robber, as the name implies.” Clara was still reaching for the things in his hand, face clearly more pink than before the conversation had begun.

[thedoctornumber11]

“Oh,” the Doctor smiled a bit, “How does one actually play then?”  He always did enjoy learning new games.  “Do you play this game a lot?”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“Oh, uh, kinda picked it up as a hobby. Trying to get a little collection of those going.” Clara gave in, knowing there was no way she was going to get out of this easy. “Well. Essentially, one person is the cop - with the handcuffs - and the other is the robber. The cop tries to get the cuffs on the robber to win. Pretty simple, yeah?”

[thedoctornumber11]

“Sounds simple enough,” the Doctor shrugged, “I’d be happy to play this game with you,” the Doctor grinned, “Wait, collection of games, or collection of handcuffs?”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“Games- Not games. Hobbies. Call them hobbies.” She felt her face grow warmer at the question but took a step back and crossed her arms, fixing her posture to make up for it. “More the point - are you a cop or robber, Doctor?”

[thedoctornumber11]

“I suppose I can be the robber,” he told her, “Which of course would make you the cop, correct?”  He wasn’t sure the reason she insisted on calling it hobbies instead of a game, but he’d go along.  “So you are collecting hobbies?” he asked, “Or just collecting handcuffs?” the Doctor was of course curious now, “Or both.  I suppose one can collect multiple things.  I collect fezzes myself.”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“I collect hobbies- You collect those? I thought you just grabbed whatever you found. Are they on the TARDIS?” She was amazed she hadn’t tripped over any fezzes now, squinting at him a bit before shaking her head and re-focusing herself. “Yeah, okay I’m up for being the cop. You can’t use your screwdriver, that’s cheating.” Clara warns him, pointing a finger in his direction.

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for clara-oddwald

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“You think? Doctor. No, I’m not.” She corrects him, absolutely not shy in the slightest about it anymore. “That’s the whole point. Someones a cop and the others a robber, as the name implies.” Clara was still reaching for the things in his hand, face clearly more pink than before the conversation had begun.

[thedoctornumber11]

“Oh,” the Doctor smiled a bit, “How does one actually play then?”  He always did enjoy learning new games.  “Do you play this game a lot?”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“Oh, uh, kinda picked it up as a hobby. Trying to get a little collection of those going.” Clara gave in, knowing there was no way she was going to get out of this easy. “Well. Essentially, one person is the cop - with the handcuffs - and the other is the robber. The cop tries to get the cuffs on the robber to win. Pretty simple, yeah?”

[thedoctornumber11]

“Sounds simple enough,” the Doctor shrugged, “I’d be happy to play this game with you,” the Doctor grinned, “Wait, collection of games, or collection of handcuffs?”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

"Games- Not games. Hobbies. Call them hobbies." She felt her face grow warmer at the question but took a step back and crossed her arms, fixing her posture to make up for it. "More the point - are you a cop or robber, Doctor?"

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for clara-oddwald

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“You think? Doctor. No, I’m not.” She corrects him, absolutely not shy in the slightest about it anymore. “That’s the whole point. Someones a cop and the others a robber, as the name implies.” Clara was still reaching for the things in his hand, face clearly more pink than before the conversation had begun.

[thedoctornumber11]

“Oh,” the Doctor smiled a bit, “How does one actually play then?”  He always did enjoy learning new games.  “Do you play this game a lot?”

[clara-oddwald-blog]

“Oh, uh, kinda picked it up as a hobby. Trying to get a little collection of those going.” Clara gave in, knowing there was no way she was going to get out of this easy. “Well. Essentially, one person is the cop - with the handcuffs - and the other is the robber. The cop tries to get the cuffs on the robber to win. Pretty simple, yeah?”