#justabitoldfashioned

[elevennotgingerx]

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       "I am wonderin' why your in my TARDIS..."

[nixreginam-blog]

missbriarrose replied to your post “Guys I think we should keep our replies short or something that way...”

How about in script type? Just the words, minimal stage directions

Yeah that works so much better. Is that okay with you guys? 

[nixreginam-blog]

So..

Um... Well it looks like we'll have to continue the dinner thing tomorrow...? 

[nixreginam-blog]

Guys I think we should keep our replies short or something that way it'll keep the thread moving faster. {Not too short, but nothing that's going to be like 5 paragraphs long or something}

Who's with me?

[nixreginam-blog]

Dinner Should Be... Interesting // CDRP Ball // Elsa, Roxas, Lucy, Finn

Elsa looked down at the seating arrangement and bit her lip. She only knew one person at the table which was fine with her frankly. It would be nice to meet new people. Although, she couldn't help but worry about Hans and Boo. Hans was thankfully sitting with Ariel, but Jack was also at the table. As for Boo, well... She needed to stop being a worrywort. She was sure the two year old would have fun anyway. 

She made her way into the grand dining hall and gasped. "Wow," she whispered as her eyes made their way towards the food. Food. Oh lord food. Her stomach began to growl fiercely. Shhh... Food shall come.

She quickly put her "queen" smile on and greeted the people at her table. "Hello. My name is Elsa."

[princessofthepatch-blog]

+3

"Oh! Well hello, all! Are you excited for Halloween?~"

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Finn smiled warmly and crouched down in front of the little girl. "Why, hello there. What's your name?"

"Boo!" She told him, giggling.

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Hunted: Jacky and Finn 1800s AU

Jacky smiled, walking down the streets of London happily.  She'd visited her grandfather at the orphanage she'd started earlier to see how things were going, and she was quite pleased.  The orphanage now housed forty-seven children, and every single one of them was happy and healthy, now that they were able to live off the streets.

Jacky slowed to look in a shoe-maker's window, admiring a pair of intricate lace boots with tooling.  Her gaze shifted to a reflection just over her shoulder.  A man was staring at her.  Hmmm... Jacky moved down a shop to a book-seller's window.  Across the street, the man moved over, pretending to read a newspaper.

Oh, this isn't good, girl... Jacky thought to herself, taking a few more steps, her mind racing through a good number of possibilities of who he was working for.  Flashby? Constable Wiggins?  She heard footsteps behind her and hurried her pace, turning down an alley she knew had a hideyhole.