"For the last time, Doctor, you can not get me to try fish fingers and custard. It's never going t' happen."
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"For the last time, Doctor, you can not get me to try fish fingers and custard. It's never going t' happen."
hellofromstonehenge
Badoop doop application for that college au thingy.
Name: (If you’re a Doctor a ‘John smith’ type name is acceptable) Theodore (Teddy) Simmons (Maddy and I are so clever oh hon hon)
Age (17-19 please): 19
College major: It’s going to be somewhere in the writing/English field; I don’t know what kind of specifics yet, but hey— a lot of college kids go in undecided.
How did you manage to be accepted for this scholarship program: Soccer scholarship.
Special Talents: He can touch the tip of his nose with his tongue and balance a spoon off his nose as well as solve a Rubik’s Cube and do that thing with the water glass and the notecard without getting the notecard wet.
Character’s sexual orientation: Straight, but he really doesn’t get out there all that much. He’d rather read. So, uh… maybe even book-sexual?
[ boop ]
"Where'd you put it?!"
hellofromstonehenge
[ He looks indignant, but drops his voice down to a really loud whisper. ] I am keeping it down. You’re the one… running free all over the TARDIS at— godawful hours. [ Whatever those are. ]
I am not running free--
[ Her brows quirk into an expression of slight irritation. ]
...'m just heading to the kitchen to make a cup of tea.
[ Like she even needs to explain herself. He's not her father. ]
Pond! [ She's not supposed to be up, wandering the TARDIS this late, or, well-- early, or. Well. Whatever. ]
[ She winces as the timelord's voice echoes through the hallways of the TARDIS. Would it kill him to whisper for once? ]
"Would'ja keep it down, Raggedy Man? You'll wake up Rory."
( ooc : -- and a second post since I'm p sure Tumblr only registers the first five in the [ tracked ] tags -- welcome to illusionaryaccord, elevennotgingerx, hellofromstonehenge [ i no u ] and thedemonwithinher! [ also H I A G A I N to dontgetclever-inlatin but you're not getting any more hellos. u _ u ] to all of you as well -- I'm so sorry for the possible very late welcome message, and if you'd like to plot / thread / chat / etc, please don't hesitate to drop me a message!