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15th-Jun-2011 10:18 pm - 002 | iridescent |
[ The dream tonight is a rather empty one, compared to the brilliant things that people could find themselves in. A simple beach surrounded by mountains, clear blue skies and a deep blue lake, and a small picnic area set to the side. The moon can be seen, despite it being day, rippling in the water. By the waterfront is an old station wagon, and of course the Doctor. He stands with his hands in his pockets, staring out over the restless waters, with his back to the dreamer.

He seems older than normal. He doesn't look a day older, but his shoulders are sagged and his head held as if he were carrying burdens upon burdens of the universe - similar to Atlas. With a deep sigh, he tilts his head back and looks up at the sky. ]



(ooc: This is Future!Eleven for the time event! As explained in the ooc post, it means this is the Eleven we see from the beginning of Impossible Astronaut as opposed to the Eleven from The Doctor's Wife. Your character doesn't need to be affected by the event to tag him, but Eleven will be acting as if he has known your character for nearly two hundred years~ )
19th-May-2011 10:35 pm - 001 | brand new day |
[ It's an unfamiliar site that you find yourself in tonight. An impossible room with different colors and glass floors, staircases that seem to go nowhere. At the center of the room is a column made of glass with panels filled with nonsense items: a typewriter, levers, hot and cold handles, even a phone! There's even a monitor hanging from the ceiling next to the man dressed in a tweet jacket and a bowtie. ]

No, this is definitely not the Eye of Orion... it doesn't make any sense! You're giving me nonsense, old girl, absolute babble! I know that the transfer might of been a bit confusing and backwards for you, but, no data whatsoever? What sort of nasty thing have you got in your time rotor this time?

[ Suddenly the man stops and turns and looks at you. He glances to the sides, shifting slightly, his hands flexing into small fists as he steps towards the edge of the glass ramp. ]

How did you get in here? No one can just walk into the TARDIS.


((ooc: intro post! ♥ this is a dream taking place within the console room of the TARDIS. if you have any questions regarding it, lemmie know! and, he doesn't know he's dreaming just yet. ))
16th-Apr-2011 02:36 pm
[Jenny looks around, taking in the familiar dreamscape. She's never been to this planet, not once, yet somehow it appears over and over in her dreams. Again Jenny finds herself wandering through the fields of red grass, feeling the oddest connection to this planet that she knows yet at the same time, she doesn't. A light breeze ruffles her hair, which is out of her usual ponytail and instead cascading down her back in soft blonde waves.

She parks herself down beneath a silver tree and gazes up at the orange sky contentedly.]


[OOC: Welcome to Gallifrey, home of the Time Lords. Jenny's never been here because it was destroyed before her creation, but it is in essence her homeworld, she just doesn't know that quite yet.]
10th-Apr-2011 08:17 pm - First Diagnosis
hypospraying: (smiles for you)
There is a room filled with light, both from the windows at one end and the electric lights overhead. One wall is completely covered with mirrors, which helps to reflect all this light. It's a ballet studio and Christine is standing at the ballet bar in the back, stretching.

This is exactly where she wants to be and what she wants to be doing. Being prima ballerina had always been her dream until she found herself so thin and ill that she gave it all up to get healthy again. But that was all in the past. Now she was healthy and the star of the show.

She's alone here at the moment, completely focused on her breathing and stretches. Soon she'll head over to the computer on the wall and start the music she'll be dancing to in the production. She doesn't mind company though, and in fact would welcome anyone who wants to watch a ballerina practice her craft.


[ooc: The part where the dream takes a turn for the worst is when she injures herself, if we get up to that point.]
7th-Mar-2011 06:39 pm - Tag cloud.
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