The 100; a panfandom game

If I'm counting right, I'm turning 1852 today.

I blew into this world on a leaf. That's what my mum always said. That was how she and my dad met. A leaf as big as his head flew into his face, he wandered into the street, and she saved him from oncoming traffic. The leaf meant something grand to them: a new beginning and life finding a way. It was one of my favourite stories growing up. I often asked my mum to tell it to me at bedtime.

"That old story? Clara Oswald, haven't you gotten tired of hearing?"

"No," I'd always say. "Not in a hundred lifetimes."

It's still true, and I have had so many lifetimes since then. Unfortunately, too many of them without my mum. She died 5 March, 2005, and I miss her every single day. But I wouldn't change a single moment, not even her death, because every day was always special with her. Every day was always full of so much potential. She made me a promise once when I got lost in Blackpool. She said that she would always come and find me, wherever I was, and I think that's true. I take her with me wherever I go, even here.

I just want to say to all you mums out there: thank you. You give us all something to look forward to, someone to look up to, and that is something spectacular. Again, thank you.

MARTHA JONES

My family is having a bonfire tomorrow evening after my Grandmother's Life Support meeting. Everyone from my world is invited and I imagine they'll all likely show. The weather is hopefully going to cooperate.

Would you like to attend with me?

CLARA OSWALD

Hey, you. We haven't really had a chance to talk in a long while. Do you want to maybe have breakfast or lunch together soon? Something outside of the classrooms, at the very least?

Look, Doctor, I've got my own TARDIS now.

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Not nearly as nice as yours, of course. But it's strangely comforting to have it around. I wonder if it'll come back with me when I

WHO: Doctor (10), Clara Oswald
WHEN: Sunday, after they're back
WHERE: One of the storage rooms in the TARDIS
WHAT: The pair reunite.
WARNINGS: N/A. Very! Just some talk of emotional adultery.

( The chasm between them was so large, but she hoped that a leap of faith could fix this. )

WHOVERSE

All of you present and accounted for? Please tell me you are.

You have no idea how much I've missed you.

WHO: Oswin/Clara Oswald, John Smith/ The Doctor
WHEN: Before the spell broke
WHERE: The docks
WHAT: Oswin can't keep doing this so she tells John.

( Oswin knew it was long past time to stop this. )

Things not to do when Jupiter and Saturn are in retrograde on the cusp of Mars retrograde:

• Make very important decisions, like starting a new job or a new relationship.
  
• I wouldn't recommend ending them either.
  
• No major commitments, like pets or adoptions.
  
• Probably NOT a good idea to punch someone in the face for whatever reason, even a good one.
  
• Getting pregnant

And forgot about any of that when Mars is in retrograde on the 17th. You may as well just hide in your bedroom under the covers.

Who's up for trivia tonight?

Is it for real? Is there really a pirate ship out in the harbor? And I'm missing it!

Would an impromptu jam session be inappropriate on a school night? I'm asking for someone else.

Overheard in my shop today:

- 'I want to buy Lord of the Rings.'
- 'You idiot, then why are we here? They don't sell movies. Let's go.'

That really how it is with today's youth? I say youth. Could've been a well sheltered adult. Bit concerned all the same. Did appreciate the first person's dramatic sigh that ensued. Bit worried about where that friendship stands.

Yo, what up, Storybrooke!

It's a weekend, and my folks have skipped town. Who's up for some fun?

WHOVERSE

Not that I'm tempted by the offer, but do we actually think the Witch can send people back to their home worlds?

It's been a while since I read the books, but I remember that she managed to send Aslan out of Narnia for a long time. I don't remember if they ever said where she sent him, though. I expect we'd be easier to banish from this world, seeing as we're not Aslan, but possibly harder, too, because this world isn't Narnia. I've noticed that people's magical powers haven't always worked properly here.

Ah new school supplies. I'd forgotten all about this tub I fixed up for the new year back before I got taken. Markers, paper, scissors, glue. I will, of course, be sharing all of this because where's the fun in hoarding it all?

So if any of the other teachers or child daycare need any supplies, come by room 204C.

Think the TARDIS is cross with me. Gave me a good couple of shocks today, quite rude! Has anyone got something that needs repairing?  Don't think the old girl wants me meddling with her wiring anymore today, hah!

Or is there more of that singing and dancing going on by chance? Do love a bit of that!

Well. I'm here! I tried not being here, briefly, but nothing happened, so... here I am! Hello, Mount Weather. I'm to be a washer of dishes, which is a refreshing change from my previous job titles. I'm a bit flummoxed about the whole "fictional" thing - yet working through it - and on the whole am well delighted to be a guest in your lovely... town? fortress? hideaway? ...bungalow? until I figure out how to return once more to Yharnam and put everything back the way it's supposed to be.

My name's Sami - Sam's fine - and I like pastries, history, the soppiest of love stories and killing things that need killing. I'm also, incidentally, in a bit of a pickle. You see, I'm trying to figure out how to errrrrrrrrr be a God STRIKE FEAR IN THE HEART OF MAN get used to recent changes in my life, and mostly, that's just led to public intoxication. Not that alcohol really works on me, so I just have to make it work on me, but that's neither here nor there. Where's the pub? That'd be lovely, thank you.

filter to clara

He's gone, Bow tie. I'm sorry.

Hell of a loss. I'm sorry, so sorry.

I'm starting to think that I'm cursed. Oliver and Felicity are both gone. He wasn't like my best friend or anything but I knew him and Constantine is gone too.

Barry and Cisco, I hope you're both still here because if you aren't, I'm going to be convinced that I'm cursed and not just wondering.


Seriously this sucks. I'm not that good at making friends, not real ones anyway, and having family here helped. Now it's just me.

I was just attacked by an evil snowman who tried to kill me. This is not a drill. It looked like this:

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I thought you should all be aware.

If anyone who is a slower runner than me wants to join me tomorrow in the forest for... company... I am not opposed.