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“Oh look, it’s the Doctor’s walking fantasy. What do you want?“
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“Oh look, it’s the Doctor’s walking fantasy. What do you want?“
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“Well then, aren’t you interesting? What is it I’m sensing lovely?“
Writhing Tentacles and a Blue Box
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Cecil stared almost unabashedly, his tentacles waving slowly. He had lost his grip on his humanity, slipped into strange habits and a stranger form, all monstrous and white and covered in spines. He felt some combination of awe and surprise and even embarrassment before the stranger, and it made him want to hide and lash out all at once.
He did neither, of course. He was much too sensible for that.
Instead, he held his ground and stared, uncertain and irresolute. His heart was pounding. What had this person just said? He wasn’t sure he’d caught it.
(big-blue-bcx) “you should have killed me when you had the chance”
@big-blue-bcx / meme / accepting
❝ What? ❞
Confusion was clear in her tone as her head lifted from the console, noticing that the TARDIS lights had gone from the usual calm blue to a blaring red colour. She hadn’t touched any of the controls, though, and no alarms were going off. So yeah, she’s highly confused right now.
❝ Why would I kill ya? ❞
(big-blue-bcx) ❛ you couldn’t have grabbed something better than that? ❜
@big-blue-bcx / weapon starters
❝ …what’s wrong with a spoon? I won a sword fight with this spoon! ❞
A spoon was fine!
(big-blue-bcx) "Wait, you were mugged?!"
@big-blue-bcx / injury starters
❝ No! ❞
There was a second of pause, before huffing. The cut above her eyebrow made the lie more obvious but she didn’t keep it up for long.
❝ Maybe. It’s fine. I’ll get me sonic back. ❞
Before it got lost and caused trouble for history.
(big-blue-bcx) "What ever you do, don't go to sleep. Stay awake."
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❝ Must I? ❞
She sounded tired, but not in the sleepless exhausted kind of tired. The tired-of-the-fight kind of way, tired of putting herself through this time and time again, having to keep on going. A shaky breath escaped her, eyes flicking up towards the body the TARDIS had taken form of. At least she had made it back here. At least she could rest somewhere safe, or regenerate. Whatever came first.
@big-blue-bcx / starter call
The TARDIS was a priceless object. A ship that could travel throughout all of time and space, one that if fallen into the wrong hands, could have catastrophic consequences. Universes could cease to exist, people could cease to exist, planets could be blown up and timelines could change forever.
So that’s why, when she’s held at knife-point by an man that wants the TARDIS, she has to refuse. Even if it costs her her life, she can’t let it fall into their hands. Who knows what untold damage they could do? It’s just not a risk she’s willing to take.
❝ Just go. Get as far aw-- ❞
A hand yanking her hair broke off her words, a wince sweeping over features.
> ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ ᴅɪᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʙʏ ғᴏʀᴄᴇ. <