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Whomever runs the Food Network’s social media needs a raise.
If you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.
I expect no notes.
Far too many notes guys, far to many.
Sincerely sorry for all the partners that I have.
20.04 - The Jonathan Ross Show
“You seem smart to me,” Oswin shrugged, “Thinking up those questions, most idiots wouldn’t really think of them. Most idiots would probably say they’re the smartest person ever,” She encouraged her. “Daleks are probably different then anything you’ve ever seen before,” She explained, “Robots. They’ll say ‘exterminate’ a lot,” She described, “But the human Daleks are hard to catch. They’ll act like humans until they don’t need to anymore. Don’t trust anyone,” She advised.
Oswin moved back to her chair and typed something in, “Exactly. There’s also a camera. Dalek technology. It’s actually pretty easy to hack,” She smirked, typing something in. “There should be a ladder in the ground if you walk a bit further,” She explained, “Once you get in, it should be pretty clear.” She instructed, “It’s nice to meet you, A. Oswin Oswald,” She introduced.
Though she felt a little better after hearing the words of encouragement from Oswin, A's hope faltered once more. "I don't know what a robot looks like. I've read about descriptions of them in books, but I don't actually know what a robot is. I haven't come across one yet, in life. And if I don't survive this, I suppose I never will..." She ended gloomily, frowning as Clara began to describe the human Daleks. "If.. if I can't trust anyone, why can I trust you? What if you're just one of them, trying to lure me to my death?" She questioned, looking around again. It was safe to say that A was definitely paranoid.
She wasn't sure of what the term 'hack' meant, but A decided to trust Oswin for some reason. She was the only friendly voice she had heard here, and after all, the information she had given her was useful. She highly doubted a Dalek would actually tell her that stuff. She walked a few steps forward, following the faint pair of footsteps in the ground. They were probably Oswin's. She stopped at the ladder, biting her lip and trying to think about what to expect when she was down there.
For lack a better title || Open RP || M!A
Good, at least she has a computer. That was a start, and Clara felt a little more confident about the situation. “Try looking around all the computer stuff, see if there’s anything that looks useful,” she said, attempting to sound like she knew what she was doing. “Maybe there’s a cable or button, something like that, that’s similar to one I have,” she mused, looking about in the box that came with the laptop to see if there was anything interesting in there. “Something that could be used as a connection between this laptop and yours.”
A nodded, standing up from the chair and begin to search through the boxes behind her. "There's a lot of stuff in here.. what exactly am I supposed to be looking for? I mean, I realise you said something useful, but... I have no usable computer knowledge. I'm not sure what something useful would look like if.." She paused, trying to think of a phrase she had overheard. "..it hit me in the head?" She continued, saying it as though it were a question, rather than something she was sure of. Nevertheless, she tore the tape off of boxes and began routing through them for something that may be of use.
+theescapedexperiment
Jenny sighed, realizing she might have said a bit too much. “Well…” she debated for a moment whether to tell the truth. “The thing is, if I told you, you might not believe me. Most people don’t. Then again,” she continued, thinking out loud, “you aren’t everyone, are you? You’re different than anyone I’ve ever met. You might believe in the impossible.” She paused, fingering the TMAU on her upper forearm before leaning in closer to A, a smile crossing her face. “What if I told you I could take you anywhere. Anywhere and anywhen, whatever day you like, wherever you want to go. Where and when would you want to go?”
She knew the answer to Jenny's question immediately. The date was permanently in her mind. Even if she was captured and all her memories erased once more, this one date would still be there. "January 25th 2001, somewhere in London." She stated like clockwork. It was easy to tell she hadn't had to think hard about her answer. "As you said, I'm not exactly everyone. And I want to learn about my life before I became not exactly everyone." She shrugged, looking into the flames.
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“Want to go up?” she smiled.
A thought for a moment before nodding her head madly. "Yes! ..but I don't have any money." She grumbled, remembering her situation.
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Donna popped her gum, key lime pie flavored, before looking around to see who was about. The Doctor had dropped them off in London, sometime around two thousand and thirteen. She had planned to go visit her mum and granddad in Chiswick, but after calling and seeing as they were out of the house for the day she would have to wait.
Well, there was always something going on in the city. Walking along the sidewalk, she came up to someone at the crosswalk. Clearing her throat, she looked over over to them, the silence between strangers usual but after talking to more aliens than humans, she was ready for some ‘normal’ interaction. “Fine weather in London, eh?”
There was a lot of exploring to do in London, it turned out. A lot more than A had first assumed there would be. At first glance, London seemed like a city with a few exciting things and not much else. At least, according to the books she had read in the library. They painted London to be a dreary town with nothing exciting ever happening, where people lived mundane lives that they hated but didn't want to do anything to change it.
But as she was discovering, this wasn't the case. There were a lot of monuments, and statues, and tourist attractions in London to see. It was quite fun, wandering around and trying to spot the things in the little booklet she had been given. She glanced down to the book as she waited patiently to cross the street, looking up only at the sound of someone's voice drawing her from her reading. A looked up to the sky then down to the woman stood next to her, nodding. "Yes. Nicer than I've ever seen it."
4 approached her.
“Atta girl. Always face yer issues in the face, good thinkin’. Now, before we do that, what’s yer name, and what’s this root we have ta see? I warn ya, We can’t change it. I’ll take ya there ta see whatever it is, but if ya want ta go fixin’ somethin in your personal time line we’ve got ta fix it in your present.”
This was actually an incredibly important point for her to understand, and so he held her gaze the entire time he explained. Much as he’d like to use time lines to fix one person’s problems from past forward, doing it that way invariably caused more issues than it solved.
She frowned. "..why can't I change it? I don't want to have to hide from them. I want to know my name. I want to know my parents. I want to have a normal childhood as opposed to always being referred to as 'Experiment 0001', and living in a cage." A protested, fishing around in her bag a little more until she found her file. She quickly pulled it out and handed it to him. "I want to have more knowledge about myself other than the word 'abnormal'." She then finished.
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“Can I help you?”
"..I'm not sure."
theescapedexperiment and trenchcoatsandfaith stumbled upon the château de lutzelbourg
Nikolai smiled at her, nodding once. “And what is your first language? If I may ask.”
"English, I think. It's all I know. And I don't even know that very well."
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Amy walked through London streets, being sure A was following. After some time she said “Almost there”. After a couple of minute they were near it. “Here we are”
A stared up at the structure, watching as it moved with a small, childish smile on her face.
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See, what’s normal and unusual is a matter of perspective. I was assumin’ that your version of unusual was the same as all the other humans skittering about this planet. ‘pparently I was wrong. So what I was expectin’ is pointless now.
What is your version of ‘normal’?
I'm not really sure. I don't feel like I've been out long enough to form a proper opinion on what is normal and what isn't. Up until early last month, normal for me was sitting in a cage all day.
“Of course you can.”
A small smile formed on her face as she tried to grab the hat.