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"Mm" Xenon nodded in agreement, keeping close to the wall, his feet ghosted along the floor making almost no noise, an eerie ability Timelord's had, to move almost unheard. "I'd say so." He tilted his head to the side, listening hard. The closer they got the louder the crackle of electricity in the air sounded.

Changing One’s Spots

#thank you so much #for being so patient #tooxoldandtired

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The Timelord grinned at the positive reaction and nodded. “We could be gone for years and years and years, but be home by teatime.” He promised, jumping to his feet in an all-too-graceful motion.  His eyes seemed three times lighter and positively glowing with excitement. 

“So what do you say?” Gadget held out a pale hand for her to take. “Forgive me for stealing the Doctor’s lines, he does always seem to make the best speeches..” He cleared his throat, an air of importance around him. “ But, Miss Cooper; ‘All of time and space, anything that ever happened or ever will....where would you like to start?”

Then, effectively ruining the grand moment, he looked around, coughing awkwardly and continuing with; “Provided of course we get this bloody alien off my ship.”

“HA!” Gwen exclaimed with a final burst of laughter and some lingering disbelief as she turned to lie on her back instead, head still in the doorway now tilted back so her eyes could shift and watch the incredible view and her friend’s expressions in turn. 

Suffering a delayed reaction to Gadget’s offer and what it really implied, she grinned stupidly and murmured something along the lines of, “Yeah. I can imagine”. By the time the realisation hit, Gwen was busy making the connection between Jack’s ‘doctor’ and the Doctor. 

She sat up so quickly her head was reeling. She took hold of Gadget’s upper arm without thinking, giving it a forceful, enthusiastic squeeze as she stared at him. “We could do that!?” 

#askgwencooper

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Broken Translations (Closed starter for Scarletwiitchisms)

To say the landing was rough would be an understatement, it felt to the boy as if he’d been shoved through the ground itself, all the oxygen had been ripped from his lungs and the child was afraid to open his eyes, the light burned them even through his eyelids.

He wasn’t sure what had happened, one moment he’d been enjoying the suns-shine, tinkering with some unneeded gears and wires in one of the red pastures outside his family compound, the next moment there had been a bright golden light and he’d found himself falling for what seemed like eternity. Slowly the boy sat up, attempting to move his appendages, still without opening his eyes. A small groan of pain answered his movements, his limbs were stiff and sore. Next, he attempted to recall things;

Name: Xenon Ixion

Title: Formally; none. Informally; The Gadgeteer

Rank: Timelord

Current Position: Unknown

Current Time: Unknown

Last step; sight. Xenon couldn’t put it off any longer, no matter how much it hurt he had to open his eyes, slowly they fluttered open, his blurred vision taking a moment to clear before he set eyes on the figure, a young girl, looked to be about his age, staring intently at him, her expression one of mixed concern and interest. With a pained slowness Xenon waved in greeting, 

“Hello.” Was what he attempted to say, what came out was an odd shimmering language, reminiscent of singing.

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#just because i can't find ur reply

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Hi guys

So I basically lost all muse for Ianto last month, he finally came back so  I’ll get replies out today but they’ll be slow because I’m on my way home from vacation. 

i feel really bad for leaving with no warning but it’s really hard to write when your heart isn’t into it so I felt it would be best to wait until Ianto decided to get his ass in gear and actually give me some ideas

people I owe

@tooxoldandtired

@askgwencooper

@beatingdrxms

@badtimereset

@panicmooncompanion

@scarletwiitchisms

@daedaluscried

and many others

#ooc #im back

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Thanks all!

Thank you all so much for being patient with me over the past week or so, my schedule got unbearably busy and every time I had a free moment it was used effectively doing absolutely NOTHING, not writing, not anything.

I’ve been lurking so feel free to talk to me OOC/IC in IMs or asks but I will not be on tonight. My schedule should be clearing up come tomorrow so hopefully I can finally get on to this blog or my Jack Frost one which I haven’t been on in 3 months -gulp-. Thank you all!!!!!!!! See you soon!

#ooc #ily all #thank you so much #for being patient

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Broken Translations (Closed starter for Scarletwiitchisms)

To say the landing was rough would be an understatement, it felt to the boy as if he’d been shoved through the ground itself, all the oxygen had been ripped from his lungs and the child was afraid to open his eyes, the light burned them even through his eyelids.

He wasn’t sure what had happened, one moment he’d been enjoying the suns-shine, tinkering with some unneeded gears and wires in one of the red pastures outside his family compound, the next moment there had been a bright golden light and he’d found himself falling for what seemed like eternity. Slowly the boy sat up, attempting to move his appendages, still without opening his eyes. A small groan of pain answered his movements, his limbs were stiff and sore. Next, he attempted to recall things;

Name: Xenon Ixion

Title: Formally; none. Informally; The Gadgeteer

Rank: Timelord

Current Position: Unknown

Current Time: Unknown

Last step; sight. Xenon couldn’t put it off any longer, no matter how much it hurt he had to open his eyes, slowly they fluttered open, his blurred vision taking a moment to clear before he set eyes on the figure, a young girl, looked to be about his age, staring intently at him, her expression one of mixed concern and interest. With a pained slowness Xenon waved in greeting, 

“Hello.” Was what he attempted to say, what came out was an odd shimmering language, reminiscent of singing.

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#so this starter was longer than I intended #whoops my hand slipped #tell me if i need to change anything

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(Attempting) to do replies!

#ooc #message me if your reply hasn't been done #in like an hour or two

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“Smart girl.” Ianto praised, ruffling her hair. A few decades ago he might’ve been surprised that the human girl had reached that conclusion so quickly but now, with all their science fiction movies, and novels, he would’ve been more surprised if she hadn’t reached it.

He crossed the space between them and the cloaked ship, pulling out a small, unassuming, looking key from his pocket. “It’s called a Chameleon circuit, theoretically it’s supposed to keep this ship looking like something that no one would bother looking twice at on a street corner. As you can see.....she’s not that good at it yet.” He grinned a little sheepishly, gesturing around them. 

“It is my absolute pleasure.” He answered sincerely, smiling down at the girl before tugging her off in the direction of his ship. “Come on then! We’ve got a universe to explore!” He let out a rare laugh, half pulling, half dragging Luna behind him. When was the last time he’d felt like this? So free? So happy? He couldn’t remember.

Eventually he stopped, at something that looked like a wardrobe outside what appeared to be an IKEA, oh his poor ship, She’d almost gotten it right that time. “Here we are.” He gestured at the wardrobe, waiting for the girl’s reaction with baited breath. “Trust me, she’s much more than she appears to be.”

#ahhh #sorry sorry sorry! I didn't mean this to take so long!!!

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“I don’t recommend it!” Xenon called from the inside of the ship, his voice echoing off the sides of the metal interior. “Trust me it’s not fun!”

Changing One’s Spots

#tooxoldandtired

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“Wales.” Gadget answered promptly, than cringed, this didn’t seem like the kind of place that would have officials from out of town. And the Gadgeteer, well, he was about as out of town as one could get. He quickly took a sip of the coffee, just to give him a moment to think up a cover story, no cover story was to be found. And what the HELL did he just put in his mouth?!

It wasn’t coffee, it definitely WASN’T coffee, it was bitter and sour in a way that coffee couldn’t ever be, it didn’t go down easy either, it wasn’t smooth like coffee should’ve been, was it possible for a drink to be jagged? He sputtered, a hand flying to his mouth as he glared down at the offending drink.

“That is not coffee. God, okay show me the coffee beans, I will make us some real coffee.” He rolled up his sleeves, shooting Ophelia a very determined look. No one should have to live with sour coffee.

The Strangest Town in the USA

Usually the Gadgeteer could tell where he landed the minute he stepped outside.

Usually.

This was NOT a usual situation. The minute he stepped foot outside his lovely, normal TARDIS he was completely baffled by the sight before him. He appeared to be in some sort of medical facility, judging by the scalpels and the medical tables, perhaps a morgue based on the steel cupboards that lined the walls. But, there was also a large quantity of blood, in ornate bowls strewn around.

And, I’m sorry, but what was THAT lying on the examination table, it looked to be a man but when he drew closer to it the man-shaped object squished and contorted itself until it was a very un-man shaped object, perhaps more of a worm shaped object, or was it a bird? Yes, that’s what it was, a dove-shaped object.

So the Gadgeteer stood, his feet frozen to the spot, his hands trembling, his eyes darting left and right and up and down trying to orient himself in this new environment, when, perhaps the strangest thing he’d ever seen coughed politely behind him.

He turned and was met with possibly the most fascinating woman he’d ever meet. But he didn’t know that at the time, at the time he was only thinking one thing:

‘What the hell?!”

@mercifulvoodoo

#nightvalecoroner

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Send me "What are you doing under there?" and I'll write you a starter based on your character finding mine under a blanket fort

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PSA - Rules? Read them.

We all expect people to read our rules, right? And if you’re expecting others to read your rules shouldn’t you do the same and read their rules?

If you are unfamiliar with a blog you want to interact with, please READ THEIR RULES before sending them a meme or liking for a starter or replying to an open. 

Likewise, if an unfamiliar blog wants to interact with you and has liked for a starter, or sent a meme, or replied to an open, you should READ THEIR RULES before you write the reply. 

How else do you know what to write if you don’t know who it is you’re writing for? 

So many people these days are AU or only incorporate certain parts of canon, and while no one is expecting you to remember every single blog you look at ever, people are expecting you to treat them the way you would want to be treated and that means respect right?

So respect your fellow roleplayers:       Read peoples rules, read their pages, ask them questions if something is unclear, but don’t just callously throw something together. 

You would want better from them, so they deserve better from you.

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Ianto nodded. “That’s about right.” He tucked his hands in his pockets, rocking back and forth on his heels.  “What year is it anyways?” He asked curiously.

“You’re a funny kind of person to be wandering around in here.” River cocked her head, observing the intruder.

Ianto turned, smiling pleasantly at the girl who’d spoken. “And why’s that?”

#riverofserenity

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Xenon leaned into the touch. “Mmm, no, your game is perfect...” He mumbled.

“How are you feeling, love?” he asked softly, eyes opening slowly to look at Xenon, “I think it might be safe to leave the med-bay…maybe go to our bed?”

#tooxoldandtired

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#timelady-teen.

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me, after posting open starters: