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@momentofrememberance
((Sorry for my absence. I've been so busy I just completely forgot this blog. Now I'm back. Replies will be coming soon - you don't have to reply back, I understand its been a while. if you don't want me to reply, please message me))
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[ What was she speaking about? Put there. And yes he was there ‘cause of the object that was under watch now probably by the head of the Torchwood branch if they had located it. She was pretty though — he had to confess that. She was beyond pretty and it made him highly jealous of whoever she was speaking about who told her to stay put to begin with. ]
❝Sorry? I mean yes I’m ‘ere ‘cause of that object. Who put you here?❞
"Not who but what"
A smile ever so slightly graced her lips, one of serenity. It masked all true feelings; she was in fact unhappy to be trapped here by such a weapon. Here she was, the Conscience, thinking herself better than the box. She was the thing that discouraged the destruction it could cause, who could manipulate its actions. But who controlled whom? Right now she was trapped by it. Even if she were free, her thoughts would return to it, to the fact no-one was keeping it away from harm. Though it is not how she liked to think of it, The Bad Wolf was merely guarding her master. That was the truth that presented itself.
"It's that object keepin' me 'ere"
((Got photos with a lot of awesome cosplayers and with Paul McGann, had two people ask to take photos of me/with me, told by many people that they liked my cosplay, had a stand off with Darth Vader, was taken prisoner by Stormtroopers, offered a jelly baby twice, and attended a panel to hear Sylvester McCoy. As days go this was one of the best. And I get to go again tomorrow!))
”You are… a different scent, and energy, altogether… hmm, what are you?”
"You ask the right questions at least, but I'm nothin' you need to know about"
"Just a wolf. A wolf in sheep's clothin'"
OK. I UNDERSTAND WHERE YOU'RE COMING FROM BUT YOU'RE THE ONE WHO HAS SOME ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFULLY DEVELOPED OC'S AND YOU CAN ALSO RP CANON CHARACTERS PERFECTLY. IT'S THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS. AND THE FACT THAT YOU TAKE CANON CHARACTERS THAT DON'T HAVE MUCH INFORMATION AND TURN THEM INTO SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL IS JUST ??? WOW IF ANYONE'S LOOKING UP TO ANYONE; I'M LOOKING UP TO YOU.
((I learned from the best. Seriously, I believe I followed you on my first ever RP account (but was too shy to interact because hello quality).
I’m going to cry though. These words are such motivation. I have no idea where I’d be without you there. Just from those examples; how many blogs have you helped me start by RPing with them? How many times have you made me laugh, or listened when I was upset? How many amazingly beautiful things have you said to me, that encourage and make me feel better? Following you, RPing with you, being friends with you, is and continues to be one of the best decisions I have ever made. And I wish I could give you a massive hug right now, and tell you this all in person, I really really do. One day I hope I will))
THROWS URL BUT ANY URL BECAUSE I HAVE SO MANY OOPS
Send me a url and I’ll answer the following;
Opinion on;
Character in general: Well, the first character I met this beautiful person RPing as was Hal. Lemme tell you, Hallucifer is one of the best parts of Supernatural. Mostly because of his jokes and sarcasm. I’ll pick a few more. So; Clara, I enjoy the character’s sass. She, also, is brave in the face of danger, which is admirable. Dean, amazing. That’s all I need to say. And finally, Ned. From the little I’ve seen of him, I really like him.How they play them: Seriously, how do you play every character perfectly. Literally, all the above, plus more, are portrayed exactly as they are in their shows/films. I look up to you so much.The Mun: There are no words for how awesome you are. I love you and I hope you know that. You’re a very very very very brilliant friend, and if you ever went away I would definitely cry. Don’t deny you are amazing because it will be a lie. (That rhymed, its a poem for you)
Do I:
RP with them: Yep.Want to RP with them: Forever.
What is my;
Overall Opinion: One of the most perfect and quality rolepayers of Rassilon.
-dunks my url in here like a pro-
Send me a url and I’ll answer the following;
Opinion on;
Character in general: Rose is the kind of character I wish was real and my friend. She’s not the kind of girl who always waited to be saved, she was strong enough to try herself, even when faced with something not of this world, and I admired her for that.How they play them: Keeps my love alive for the character. They manage to portray everything about Rose perfectly, from her feelings to accent.The Mun: As perfect as her RPing. Such a sweetie too. Just brilliant.
Do I:
RP with them: Oh yes.Want to RP with them: Always.
What is my;
Overall Opinion: Perfection achieved.
*tosses url*
Send me a url and I’ll answer the following;
Opinion on;
Character in general: Ten is one of the best Doctor’s. His personality is strangely comforting. I just adore him.How they play them: Fabulously. Been stalking from afar for a while now. Writing is brilliant, and I can practically hear the accent in the RPing.The Mun: Never really properly chatted. Love to talk to you though.
Do I:
RP with them: No, sadly.Want to RP with them: Very much so, hint hint wink wink
What is my;
Overall Opinion: Amazing, 10/10 would recommend.
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SEND ME A ✍ AND I’LL INTRODUCE YOU TO A MUSE THAT I’D LIKE TO RP AS. I had this Muse a while back but regrettably deleted.
"Lucifer. Pleasure, as always. To what do I owe the delight of this meeting?”. Words practically dripped in sarcasm, her eyes hard, and glare unyielding. The Fate was busy, and slightly resentful, especially considering the actions of a certain fallen angel. All in all, a chat with said being was certainly not what she wished to spend her time on. The death of a mere insect would rank above this.
Seeing that the woman— or alien — or…whatever the blondie wanted to be known as was agreeable to try a drink, Greg ordered two. Another one for him of course, and one for her. Sliding the drink across to her he nodded.
"Is there a name I can call you by, then?"
Drink - it didn't not taste quite as strong as expected. It didn't not taste of much at all, in fact. More of a slight tingling sensation on the tongue. That could be down to her senses not being quite so human, therefore she did not interpret it in the same way. But overall it was not unpleasant, and was quite a good way of dispelling any awkwardness that could arise, so she found herself finishing rather quickly. Maybe this was something to try more often.
"Bad Wolf, I suppose. It's not my name, but then again, a name for me does not technically exist. Just nicknames". The Moment belonged to the box. So who was she truly - the Conscience? Rose Tyler? The Bad Wolf? Most of them borrowed names, the other something only to link her to the hated box.
“So it seems,” he managed to say, scanning her with his eyes, trying to figure out how was any of this possible.
”H— How is this possible?”
Silently she observed as his eyes flicked over her, with both a look of confusion and analysis. A question seemed to be rapidly forming in his mind, which, once asked, the Moment considered for a second or two.
"Because it's not impossible"
momentofrememberance
"What are you doing here? I thought I left you in the parallel world."
"You thought wrong". No elaboration was made upon the three words. The Conscience just remained still, a slight smile on her face, almost as if she knew something the other didn't, and a glint in her unblinking eyes.
8 Entered Baker Street
Good evening.
Do you require my assistance?
"Just enjoying the peace"
"Thanks all the same". The 'niceties' sounded almost foreign in her voice - not in a way that made it sound sarcastic, merely like a child trying a new word for the first time. "Suppose you were here 'bout the murder?"
He’s collected a box.
He noticed it on his last hunt, and after ripping apart and eating someones brain, he’d wiped his hands on his jacket and carried it home. He got a few weird looks from the other zombies —— and M just sort of rolled his eyes at him —— but the box makes a nice addition to his pile of junk.
However, he hadn’t anticipated someone appearing out of it, and he’s currently staring at blonde woman; quite lost for words. There’s no hint of the familiar scent of humanity hanging around, so he assumes she isn’t alive. But she isn’t dead, because nothing’s rotted.
She supposed, compared to other worlds she had seen completely devastated, this was not nearly as terrible as it could have been.
Still, it had been enough to keep her hidden away for years. Seeing what had become of the world had been nothing she wished to witness, nothing she wished to be a part of. There was fear. And fear could make people desperate. A weapon on mass destruction would only be a temptation.
But a disturbance, brought upon by the change in locations, was enough to pry a little curiousity from her. Why would anyone want to own, what was essentially to them, an elaborate box? Wasn't going to do much for them. Upon further inspection, however, she found herself amidst many items - and in the presence of a zombie. One who was staring with some confusion, if it could be called such.
"Didn't anyone tell ya, staring's rude?". The Moment did not approach the situation with terror, more interest.
"Ghhhrngrrr." Rough translation: screw you i'm pretty damn attractive for zombie.
Send me a ✧ and I’ll introduce you to one of all the muses I ever had.
"What did you just say - gonorrhoea?"
"Listen sunshine, I don’t need to know if some tarts given you the clap. Point is get something to help, or / and preferably, get off my patch, got it?"
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Send me a ✧ and I’ll introduce you to one of all the muses I ever had.Note; this is Gene Hunt, from Ashes To Ashes which is set in the 80’s. So I am very sorry for any inappropriate/rude/offensive things he may say. To be clear, I am not my character, and do not hold the same views or use the same language.
"Isn’t it a bit early for Halloween?"
"Seriously, what you dressed like that for? Your causing bit of a ruckus. Never seen a prossy go as red as her knickers till the night one ran into the station, screaming, ‘pparently having saw you, running ‘round like one of the cast from Nightmare City”
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Send me a ✧ and I’ll introduce you to one of all the muses I ever had.
Bad Wolf. Rose Tyler.
A girl who could be said to be a saviour. Most would say so for the many times she defended Earth. However the TARDIS knew she had saved more than that; other planets, other species, including a Time Lord by name of the Doctor. After the Time War, during the time he believed Gallifrey to be gone, he was different. Not just in face - even though he could regenerate, there was always something there, something that the TARDIS knew to be her Doctor. But that had more or less disappeared. Rose… Rose helped restore it… But she was gone, wasn’t she? Into a parallel universe. Or at least would be - perhaps that was her future. The sad but inevitable future….
"You travelled - are travelling - will travel - with my Doctor"
