Stephen seeing the Milo dance from Morbius: @themanwhoforgets is this you?

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Stephen seeing the Milo dance from Morbius: @themanwhoforgets is this you?
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“What if I baked you something that wasn’t a souffle?” Clara asked, noticing the Doctor didn’t seem to be in the best of moods, sad even. What had happened while she wasn’t on an adventure with him? She could never guess, all she did know was that he had a whole life in the past too and that sometimes he got a little mopey and she didn’t like seeing him like that. “Maybe cookies? Everyone loves cookies. And those aren’t very difficult to mess up so long as you follow the instructions.”
@themanwhoforgets liked for a starter
“You say that you can travel in space and time? Sure I’ll believe you.” Wanda spoke and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She was intrigued. It was definitely something she’d thought about. If she could save her parents, her brother.
“I’ve seen stranger so, I can believe that.”
She’d been wandering the halls for what seemed like an hour. Amy thought she knew her way around fairly well but it certainly didn’t take this long to go from the kitchen to the console room. Had she annoyed the TARDIS somehow? A loud grinding sound and suddenly it felt like the floor gave out underneath her and crumpled down, palms trying to find any grip on the floor to steady herself. “ Doctor! ” Something was wrong indeed.
@themanwhoforgets
“I AM cool. Have you seen my bow tie?”
yessss, bow ties are cool 👌😉
✖ How has Tumblr RP changed since you started?
I don’t know if this is entirely about the Tumblr community or if it is just a general note of online culture as a whole but I absolutely hate call-out and cancelling and how it has only gotten worse. When I started here on Tumblr in 2009 if there was an issue with another RPer in the community you spoke to them in asks and didn’t post it around everywhere, things were handled privately or you just blocked them. I do strongly believe that those that feel the need to call-out or cancel others are begging for attention and I find it extremely immature, it doesn’t matter how right or justified their claim against another person is I think that you can handle things civilly elsewhere without making an online spectacle out of it.
I’ve had to deal with bad RPers in the past and if people are that interested in why I’m against them they can speak to me in private if they want to know that badly but I’d never take to spewing that stuff on a post and ranting about it like a child begging for attention from their peers, handle things like an adult in DMs and don’t fight like children. The idea of getting people to choose sides and pitting people against one another is such a foul concept and it really gets on my nerves, which is why I don’t participate in tumblr drama and I try to ignore it. It’s unfortunate that there is so much of that these days and its why at one point I took a step back from the Tumblr RPC and why I considered it quite a bit a few months back.
@themanwhoforgets i owed you a starter from forever ago and i am so sorry
There was a brief moment of confusion when the Master heard Rory Williams leave the other’s lips. He stared, and then shook his head, seeming to come out of his trance, picking and adjusting his own clothes before smiling at the Doctor, seeming satisfied with the finished look.
“Sorry. I keep forgetting it’s not like proper regeneration.” he finally says, laughing softly as he finally took a step closer to the other. Strange, seeing a face so familiar that he never actually interacted with. “I’m afraid Rory Williams is no longer with us. And I think it’d be better for you if you actually kept up, Doctor.”
Time can be rewritten.
“And Doctor Song, in prison all her days?" "Her days, yes. Her nights… well, that's between her and me, eh?"
The Mr. and the Missus