Not The Last (Doctor Who RP, Open and Accepting)

[Petit Punk]

(I just had Althaia leave because I had writers block for her)

[livingvirus.exe]

((Jenni can just jump in if you want))

"Okay then... We need to go!" The Doctor said, realizing he had already spent enough time chatting. "Everyone ready?" He asked, pointing the sonic in the direction they were going.


((Then who're going to write as?))

[star star.]

[ m'kay ]

jennifer 'jenny' miyuki-alistair jones
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Now move your body so the rhythm can set you free, another round and we can drown out our hearts beating. Just like a drug I let the music set me free. I like it loud, I like it loud
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Jennifer glanced at the Doctor as Mary left. "Where are we going?" she asked, sticking her hands in her pockets.

[modern]

Essa wondered why a chatting session had even happen, but she stayed in her typical silent and out of the way mode.

((Ermahgerd I need to pay more attention XD))

[Petit Punk]

(I feel like The doctor has a lot on his hands and so I'll just have my characters out for a little bit. So he doesn't have to look after 3,4,5 people)

[modern]

(Just imagine if he actually dealt with this ;-; plzzz Moffat don't get any ideas)

[magic_swirl]

"So what are we doing and who exactly are you?" Arabella questions

[star star.]

[ well for one, it'd be super chaotic.
for two, i'd like to play one of the companions ]

[livingvirus.exe]

((It'd definitely be chaotic. But I really want the Doctor to have a Timelord companion. Then again, as long as Moffat has some control, it will end in a sad-ass sob ending...))

The Doctor followed the signal, turning to Arabella. "Well... we're hunting down evil robots that are actually aliens, planning to take over the world and turn every human into one of them." He said, gesturing and looking at her to see how she would respond to that.

[star star.]

[ ... true ]

jennifer 'jenny' miyuki-alistair jones
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Now move your body so the rhythm can set you free, another round and we can drown out our hearts beating. Just like a drug I let the music set me free. I like it loud, I like it loud
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Jennifer looked over at Arabella, wondering how she would take the news. A feeling of nausea swept over her and her head pounded. Jenny bit her lip, ignoring the pain that surged through her head as she watched the two.