November & December Test Drive Meme

[thewakemods]

It's that time again!

→ Comment with a new character you'd like to test out in the game's setting. (put character/canon in subject line pls!)
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Comments

[abitshort]

"Six? At least I know you haven't been bored. I suppose asking how long it's been would be a bit pointless, but I wonder what one gets up to that warrants ten difference faces." Still, she knows now that it's most likely been quite a bit longer than she'd been expecting.

"A living entity? How does that work?" That's a bit odd, but not completely out of the question. She looks down and scuffs the toe of her shoe in the dirt a bit. Not living the same way that they are, clearly. "Though I suppose if we are outside of our universe, the rules would naturally be different... how exactly did we leave our universe? I certainly don't recall doing such a thing."

So no, Doctor, she's not personally familiar with E-Space. Not in the point of time she arrived from, in any case.

[borntolove]

"Never bored." When Romana remarks what happens, for a really quick moment, it's obvious something is flashing through that mind of his - which in this case it's all the adventures starting from Four's fall to his present state, where The Doctor himself got shot by a Dalek, if anything he for sure has a tale or two to tell and there is that darkness in those brown eyes and some confusion even in spots.

"Just as clever as ever." There's a huge smirk again. He'll figure out when she is otherwise where is the fun? If not he can ask.

Stepping completely out of the Tardis offers her his arm, "How about we get something to eat?"

No idea when she last slept or ate and at some point that will catch up to her with answers to questions to come.

[abitshort]

"Glad to hear of it. If you were ever bored, I should start to think you'd fallen ill." But she does have to suppress the urge to shoot him a doubtful look at his 'clever' claim-- now that was debatable. She'll let him flatter himself for a while longer, though, seeing as he's in a good mood.

A discussion over food sounds much better than a discussion while standing in the doorway, in any case, so she'll take the offered arm with a smile. "So long as the cuisine is tolerable, yes, I think that could be arranged. And how many faces did it take for you to pick up proper manners, I wonder?"

[borntolove]

"The face after the one you know." Ten's Doctor. Five. That and Eight from what Ten remembers. When she takes his arm - this feels like a glove. Yes, he deeply loves Rose -
but there's one thing Rose can never be. She will always be human and be the nearest fitting glove. Without another word - teleports them both into a Chinese Resturant, most likely in the South part of Nautilus.

[abitshort]

“I don’t suppose I manage to stick around long enough to meet that one, do I?” He might not be able to tell her, and that’s fine. She figures it would be just her luck to miss out on a well-mannered version of the Doctor, though.

The teleporting trick— that’s new, isn’t it? So quick and uninvolved, she’s much more used to having some sort of technology or other method of transport around. She glances at him with arched eyebrows. “Well, that’s a fancy parlor trick. Where’d you pick that up?”

[borntolove]

"Does it matter? You're here."

He knew that it was possible for Romana to come here - all things considered with how many of him there are - but it's also possible for Rasslion and The Master as well... He is glad it is his Time Lady, Angel.

And Ten doesn't want to let her go to a degree - not after The Master dying in his arms like that. The Doctor gently brushes some of her hair out of her face before answering.

"Yes. Learned it here. You're able to manipulate the atoms. The chaos of the multiverse."

A pause, "Take what you want." It's on him, even if there's no money here.

[abitshort]

"You're right, of course. It doesn't, not right now. But I hope you don't expect me to let you continue to dodge questions forever, Doctor." Despite her words, she still smiles at him-- his enthusiasm is contagious on some level.

"Manipulating chaos." She hums thoughtfully. "You would be good at that, wouldn't you? And it doesn't manage to upset anything? It sounds like risky business." It's hard to imagine a reality so unstable that manipulating atoms-- manipulating the very state of everything around them wouldn't have a much larger impact than it seems from what he's saying.

Romana gives him an expectant look before she even moves further into the restaurant. "Only if you do, too. Or, don't tell me, let me guess-- you've been forgetting to eat for the last six regenerations?"

[borntolove]

Ten eyes away because there are a lot dark things in the future - besides The Time War, the destruction of Skaro, which Seven tricked Davous into with part of Omega and avoids eye contact - but then there are a lot of good things too!

"I was out there. It's beautiful. Gorgeous. The sight of the multiverse." Romana can see that look of new and excitement in his eyes.

"Wouldn't say it's unstable. More like it bops around and rolls over itself. It's how this reality works. It's bad when thar isn't any chaos - because then it backs up... and gains pressure.

This world was created because Kalliste became stagnated. Kalliste is where the Deva supposedly came to be. You can think of them like the Guardians in our universe."

A pause, "Course I will. I havef too." And not because he hasn't eaten for six regenerations, he has; here and there.

Then goes to make a plate for himself; which consists of a little bit of this and that and probably things that shouldn't go together before finally finding a spot at a table.

[abitshort]

Well, she'll give him credit for being very, very good at dodging questions, even if it's beyond inconvenient to deal with. Her lips form a thin line and she fills her own plate with, fortunately, less of a terrible variety of foods than the Doctor's. To his credit, at least he's actually eating more than sweets. His past self had given her the impression that one could survive off of candies.

By the time she joins him at the table she's seemingly finished mulling over what he's told her. "Backs up and builds pressure. And then it, what, explodes? I should say that's what you get for tampering around with chaos." At least he doesn't seem too fazed by it.

Deva is a new term, but she nods at the comparison. Straightforward enough. "I think I should like to see a guidebook, if you happen to have one. Might make this easier for both of us, unless you're not opposed to listening to me ask questions for the next, oh, twenty-odd hours."