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boeshaneposterboy · 7 years
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“There’s something bothering you that you’re not telling me and I can see it slowly destroying you. What happened?”
“Nothing to concern yourself over.”  Jack knew the Doctor would see through the lie in a heartbeat.  But he really didn’t want to talk about this.  He still hadn’t told the Doctor why he had been in that bar in the first place.  He didn’t want to face it if he didn’t absolutely have to.  And maybe that was unhealthy, but he would be fine.  He always was.  What choice did he have?
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drekivinr · 10 years
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((Oh that is such a lovely movie and I truly hope your kitty's gonna be okay! I believe in him. Kittys are tough and stubborn creatures. Some of the leftover Christmas miracle should mix with the big New Year's shake 'em up to help him out, too.))
//That is very true, and thank you. I'll be finding out tomorrow how he's doing. He's staying overnight at the animal hospital.//
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everthebringer · 10 years
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ooc: okay, i'm doing my tracker clear out again for threads that haven't been active since the beginning of november.
if i'm waiting on a reply from you, feel free to reply regardless of this because i'm open to continuing them. if i owe, it's probably not happening but i'd love to have other threads with folk.
so, the ones that're being dropped are: ghoulishundertakings (we gotta do another one at some point) howdidhegetin (if you want to continue it then go for it) youknowimabadidea (same as person above; if you want to continue, go for it) the-youngest-horseman-famine (the seeing dead people one)
i'm going to keep the one between dare---todream because really want to at least try replying to it.
if you aren't mentioned, either i've lost our thread or it's being kept. it's only ones from before november that's being dropped.
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voidscattered · 6 years
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I reached 100 followers!
In fact, the exact count is 101! Gosh where did you all come from? I’ve been at 50 for the past like two years and then suddenly I get 70 and then 90 and now 101??? Omg thank you! Haha I’m so sorry for the new followers, though, I still have yet to check out your blogs! I keep saying I will but I keep forgetting . . . I blame school.
So! For the big occasion, I decided to do a . . .
Follow Forever!
-NOTE: Even if I’ve rped with multiple blogs, I listed only one. Either the one that I first started rping with on here or the one that I rp with the most.
-DOUBLE NOTE: There is no consistent order to this so don’t worry if you’re at the bottom of a list. Also I’m so sorry if I missed anyone here.
-TRIPLE NOTE: I’M GONNA BE PITTING YOU ALL AGAINST EACH OTHER IN A HUNGER GAMES SIMULATOR HOPEFULLY TOMORROW. IT WILL BE TAGGED “HUNGER GAMES 100″ SO IF YOU DON’T WANT TO SEE IT YOU CAN BLACKLIST IT.
Names under the cut!
The closest (and/or hoping it’ll get that way soon):
@howdidhegetin: You know when we first started interacting and your muses first started butting into our ooc conversations, I never expected it to end up as something like this. First with Hiccup and Danny on our other blogs, then with the double Gasters and their families, and finally with Gaster and the Doctor and all the craziness that came along with that. You’re the reason Gaster’s as developed as he is, and the reason I have TWENTY-THREE FREAKING PAGES OF WORLDBUILDING. One year and ten months ago that main thread started in the Tumblr IMs. Now we’ve got everything that happened in there, plus the Alternates version, plus the Companion version, plus the Gallifreyan version, plus the Starcrossed version of the Gallifreyan version, plus the four (soon to be five and will eventually be six) short side AUs . . . Man, I just. It’s a lot. And I love it. Thank you for existing, and for doing all this with me. You’re the best <3
@soulscarredscientist: Tbh the whole time between originally following you and interacting I was watching you hopefully but shyly, wanting to rp. And I was not disappointed at all! I loooove the way you portray Handplates!Gaster, and tbh all your other muses, too. And you are an amazing mun, too, I love talking and plotting with you. Can’t wait for everything else we’ve got planned!
@frozenfischer: (Oh man I completely forgot that we first rped on this blog together with imgoinghost) Okay but like the legit amount of thought you put into Alex, even if you have been making her up as you go. I love it. And I love her and we need to interact more ooc please.
@voiddxd: Aster. Aster. Aster no. You still have Mom Gaster privileges revoked until you start taking care of yourself cuz you’re not allowed to be such a hypocrite. Also it’s weird that we haven’t really talked that much as muns and we need to fix that.
@axroomfulxofxmuses: We’ve known each other since Poirot Café and it is a serious shame that we don’t interact that much. We must do so more!
@kaitouphantom1412: We’ve also known each other since Poirot Café and we also need to interact more. Both ic and ooc!
@theirjudgment: GASTER WILL HUG AND CHERISH THE CHILD AND NOT LET ANYONE HURT HIM.
@circadiangates: You’re the fourth person who followed this blog haha. Man. As far as I’m aware you haven’t been on Tumblr in a really long time and that . . . honestly worries me because I don’t remember you ever saying anything about leaving. But whether you see this or not (and . . . whether you’re alive or not), just know that you’ve been one of my best friends here on Tumblr. I always loved rping and plotting and even just talking ooc. I always looked forward to our threads. I miss you. And I hope, if you’re able . . . that you can come back. Or that we can find each other somehow. I don’t know. I want to see you again sometime.
The not as closest but still there:
@feathers-and-scales: Your dragons are amazing and I love them to death. Especially Amoxtli since she’s the one I’ve seen the most of lol. 
@thelittlepsychicduo: One word: Dadster. Bring back the family shenanigans!
@punnyskeleton: Dude. Dude. Where are our threads. We need to interact more.
@pollenprince: Haha maybe this shouldn’t be in this section what with how little we’ve interacted but I really love you and Flowey okay?
@rosalia-the-guardian: Pfffft the arranged marriage thread. Anyway, I love talking to you even if I’m not usually the one starting it but that’s just cuz I’m bad at keeping in contact haha. But I’m always happy to see you on my dash or in my IMs ^-^
@two-halves-of-a-soul: You your muses and your art style are all adorable and we need to interact more okay?
Those I’d love to interact with:
@uxis: I don’t even know how long we’ve been following each other but I keep seeing you on my dash and keep thinking we need to interact some time.
@smellslikejustice: WE NEED TO DO THE THING LET’S DO THE THING I NEED THE GUPPY
@nerdschoolgenius: WE NEED TO DO THE THING TOO
@universalcarnival: I’ve been watching in the background for a while and wanting to interact haha. I think my preference was with Capper but I’m fine with whoever you have most muse for!
@foodsought: Give me the Six. Give her to me.
@baskctcascd: We also need to do the thing! Even if we’ve barely talked ooc or ic haha.
And pretty much all the rest of my followers that run rp blogs! I wouldn’t be following you if I didn’t want to interact with you! You’re all awesome! (AND JUST CUZ I HAVEN’T CHECKED OUT YOUR BLOGS YET DOESN’T MEAN I DON’T WANT TO INTERACT! I JUST HAVEN’T HAD THE TIME TO LOOK AT AND FOLLOW YET!)
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boeshaneposterboy · 7 years
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Who I owe what
//I haven't been terribly active lately, so since the semester is coming to an end, I wanted to draw up a list of threads I owe and threads on which it's my partner's turn. So:
People I owe:
@ahomeofmany - 1
@trucidavit - 1
@soullessbobbysinger - 1 and 1 ask
@howdidhegetin - 1
People whose turn it is:
@theeldritchmortician - 1
@aiden-phenix-rper-at-law - 1
@heretoboogie - 1
@nochickflickmomentsmyass - 1
@thiefofgallifrey - 1
If there's anything that isn't on this list, please let me know. That means it hasn't made it onto my threadtracker and I'm unaware of it. Thanks guys!
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dragontameroutoftime · 10 years
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Time and Space and Those Who Fly There || howdidhegetin
It was like a sunset, the way it colored everything.  Like looking through colored glass.  Or being surrounded and enclosed in it, like an ice cave through which the setting sun shone and refracted everywhere until the world seemed on fire.  Except this place between time and space and worlds was blue.  Most of the time, at least.  Hiccup had seen oranges and pale reds flickering in the corners of his eyes when he finally felt brave enough to keep them open inside.  The wind made it hard, smacking against him, sending Toothless tumbling as if they are rolling down a hill.  (Hiccup knew what that felt like from more than one occasion.  Not the worst thing that could happen, but definitely not the best, either.)
The other distinguishing feature of this in-between place was that it was empty.  Hiccup had never seen or felt another creature during transition.  So when the blue box first appeared, he assumed it was just a funny shape -- after seeing it three or four times, flashing past, and determining he wasn't imagining the straight lines amid the usual warped lights.  But then it was getting closer and taking on the distinct shape of a spinning rectangular box.
Hiccup didn't have the breath to yell "Incoming!" but Toothless understood his sudden tugs; he had seen the box, too.  Squirming was all he could do, however, wings beating powerfully against less than air.
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rosetotherescue · 10 years
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The Doctor moved his arm around her shoulders, a comforting gesture, but continued the squint at the creature. "No. No I think its alien," he said. He looked around him again. "Don't think we're even on Earth, actually."
"Okay, so it's an alien wolf.." Rose reasoned and moved closer to the Doctor.  "So um, yeah, let's just..keep on moving, don't want to be dinner for some alien.."  She told him, adding silently to herself unless that alien was a Timelord.
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drekivinr · 10 years
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((hihelloyes how are you how is your life and your new year and stuffs oh gorgeous person?))
//Well my new year doesn't start for another 48 minutes and I'm currently watching Guardians of the Galaxy with my Dad.Had a major scare with my cat this evening taking him to the vet but there's a chance that he'll be okay by tomorrow morning and I'll be beyond relieved if he is.So far it's just a bit of a mixed night but if this passes things should look up hopefully.//
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hisbloggerwatson · 10 years
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Weeping Angels || Closed
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John had been weeping since the day of Sherlocks death. He had been mourning over his loss, mourning over the fact part of him was gone. He had no idea how to deal with it. It hasn't been long since the funeral and he still had his belongings at Bakers Street. He spent most of his days sitting in the sofa chair, staring off into the distance. He left everything how it was, or at least, all of Sherlocks belongings...John had no desire to touch anything of his. He wanted to remember every last part of him how he left it.
One evening, he had received a text from Greg about numerous of disappearances over the few days and how odd they were. John wasn't up for a case, but, he was needed- apparently. John wasn't the clever one...but, it may fill the empty void in his heart.
John grabbed his military coat before heading off to the coordinates that Greg had given him. He read over the news on his mobile as he took a cab to the area, catching up on all the disappearances. He furrowed his brows as it made no sense: people were disappearing right before everyones eyes. Just out of nowhere. That seemed.....odd. Un-natural, if you wished to say.
John finally made it to the crime scene which was at a street corner in front of a bank. Greg was waiting on John as he came up. Greg pulled John aside and went over the details of what was going on and wished for John to look over the security tape. John watched the ATM tape, all in shot was the busy street, a man in his mid thirties coming up to use the machine, there was a lamp post, a statue of some sort all in shot but nothing else. Before he knew it, the person was gone and everything else remained intact.
"What in the bloody hell..?"
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boeshaneposterboy · 7 years
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@howdidhegetin continued from here.
Jack just shook his head.  “It’s nothing.  Just let it go.”  He couldn’t really express just how much he did not want to talk about this.  Turning his attention back to the console, he tried to change the topic.  “Where do you think we should go next?”
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dragontameroutoftime · 10 years
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((do you think perhaps twas my message?))
((I do believe it was, lousy mobile.  But anyway, yes, rp!  Hmm, both our characters are pretty flexible with location — literally all of time and space is available.  How about something with a little drama/angst/danger?
Edit: frickle heck, I meant to reply privately.  PSA to followers I'M RPING AGAIN))
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viatorxs · 10 years
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howdidhegetin replied to your post: ((YES TIS I FRIEND. Sherly and I have grown apart recently, but only cuz I rebooted and it seems that I can’t get anyone to RP with me.))
O H OH HELLO FRIEND. Ah I see, I see. I did not know you rebooted, however if you ever wanna do anything with Jenny-enny and Sherlock (like heck even just evil petting of kitty) then I am always v v vv v v glad to do the things uwu ;;
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rosetotherescue · 10 years
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"What, indeed?" he said, his grin matching hers, "Trouble awaits!" He began to walk, hand-in-hand with Rose. Trouble wasn't exactly what found them, though. It was a very fuzzy animal. Was it a dog? Probably not.
"Awww.." Rose said softly and nudged his shoulder.  "Look..it's a..is that a wolf?"  She asked and arched an eyebrow.  "A white wolf, in the middle of a frozen tundra.."  She bit her lip.  "Don't much care for wolves anymore..you know..perhaps we should um, take the long way round?"
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bravelittletrickster · 10 years
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The Angels Have the Phone Box || Closed
Gabriel was wandering through a small town in Western Scotland. He hadn't been out here in a while, not since before he posed as Loki all those centuries ago. He had changed much since he'd been here, Purgatory and demons had done that to him. But he had gotten out of America as soon as his Grace would allow him and he stayed on the down-low in Europe. There weren't many active sites out here that would attract his brethren. At least not anything on their radar. There were plenty of odd sightings of things that Gabriel couldn't identify.
It was in one of these such sightings that Gabriel came upon something even more out of place than the unknown creature and strange lights. It started out as a noise unlike any Gabriel had heard before. He followed it and came upon a blue police phone box. He cocked his head as he looked at the whirring box. He hadn't seen one of these since the 1960s. Normally, he wouldn't bat an eye at something like this, but the noises it had made drew him to it. He jumped back when the doors opened, staring with wide eyes at it. He wasn't sure what to expect to come from inside.
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