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The Wake Mods ([personal profile] thewakemods) wrote in [community profile] gotosleep_idiot2017-11-04 09:58 pm
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November & December Test Drive Meme



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!)
→ You don't have to be in the game to comment! HI NEW PEOPLE LET US ENABLE YOU.
→ Tag around with new and old characters.
→ App all those characters
→ ???
→ PROFIT!

**NOTICE** - For new series and recent updates/occurrences to existing ones, please mark as SPOILERS if you must refer to such, but please use your own discretion in general.
memories_of_me: (Talking at the end of the universe)

[personal profile] memories_of_me 2017-12-28 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, I'll happily make that introduction," she said with a smirking grin. "As to the Dalek, you follow the same rules the dalek must follow, and accept the same penalties for failure, I have no concerns with you meeting."

She didn't outwardly react to that last comment, but still. the Doctor was all the friend left she had in the universe, and the only version to know and not hate her... couldn't remember her from meeting to meeting.
tardisdiary: (Default)

[personal profile] tardisdiary 2017-12-28 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
"See that you do. It's very rare that I don't know a face of his." It also left her feeling a little uneasy to say the least.

"And exactly what are the roles that your pet need to follow?" In a way, she really was curious. As for River's last comment, it wasn't meant to hurt. It was a statement of fact just knowing how the younger versions of her husband were. Hell, there were versions of him even she didn't get along with that well despite loving him.
memories_of_me: (The raven about my neck)

[personal profile] memories_of_me 2017-12-28 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I will. And I will enjoy it."

"Rusty is no pet. But they are the same rules as I had the last time I harbored those the Doctor hated, fought, and left behind to die. Do no harm of any sort to each other. No theft, no violence. Because the response is the same to any crime. No forgiveness." She drew a finger down her own throat and as she did, black swirls appeared. "Any crime, any at all, is met with the same fate. You agree to follow the rules, and then trespass, you face the raven."
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[personal profile] tardisdiary 2017-12-29 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm beginning to wonder why that is."

So Lady Me was still playing by those rules. Personally, River didn't see anything wrong with them when it came to what was left in The Doctor's wake. Of course, River was never one to live by anyone's rules but her own.

Even so, she doubted even she would survive and encounter with Lady Me's raven.

"I see. In other word, leave the Dalek alone and play nice. Somehow, I have a feeling once he hears my name, he might experience a bit of fear anyway."
memories_of_me: (Seriously Doctor?)

[personal profile] memories_of_me 2017-12-29 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Wonder all you like."

"Fear won't kill either of you," she said, blandly. Then she stood. "I believe we discussed wine, however." She headed over for the long counter.
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[personal profile] tardisdiary 2017-12-31 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, we did and now that you've got me slightly updated on The Doctor, how about telling me a bit about where we are. I don't recognize any of it from any point in history. "

There were still quite a few questions that needed answers and she would get back to asking more about The Doctor... once she had a better point of reference to what was really going on.
memories_of_me: (Talking at the end of the universe)

[personal profile] memories_of_me 2017-12-31 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
She pulled out two large glasses from behind the bar, considered, then knelt down like she was looking for something, she came back up with a bottle of wine, and A large bag of supermarket popcorn. She brought over the wine and the glasses, then doubled back for a large bowl, filled it with popcorn, and brought it over. She suspected she was going to want some for the reactions that were to come.

"Oh, there is a lot to tell. There are some guides, but they're impersonal, dry, and hard to believe. I'm much more into showing, the telling. So tell me, River. All you've seen, do you believe in magic?" A grin.

"The real stuff, not light of hand hocus pocus, that is," she clarified as she poured the wine for each of them.