((Closed Rp with Ten-Doctors-In))
Jack was angry, bored, and tired of being ignored. It had been 200 years and still he hadn't found anyone who would talk to him. He wanted people to see him. He wanted people to notice him. They never realized the snow he made was his or that he was there. That's why when he was passing the large ship, the Titanic, as it read, he thought this could be his chance to be noticed. After all, a ship with so many people, someone would have to notice his work, right?
That's why he created a huge icy glacier in the middle of the ocean. Someone would have to notice it forming seemingly out of nowhere, right? They couldn't deny that there was something supernatural in it's creation, and then who would they attribute it to? They would have to think of him, right? Well it made sense to him. This was his most brilliant plan yet.
What hadn't made sense was when the ship hadn't turned turned away from the glacier, but kept speeding towards it at an alarming pace. They should be able to see it and avoid it. He hadn't made it that close, had he? But it was too late, and there was nothing he could do. The ship collided with his creation. He watched on as the ship started to fall apart, people falling into the water, and it was chaos.
He flew down to the water to see if he could help, but he went through people, and only managed to chill the water even further, turning the top to ice. To anyone else it may look as if he was actually trying to freeze the men and women.
