Knowhere IC

So... now we've got piles of sterile non-native Tribbles on Knowhere, right?

How many is it okay to keep before people start calling you a crazy cat lady?

[Nebula]

I know we didn't meet under the best of circumstances (story of my life), but I think the time we spent stuck together was pretty interesting. Feel free to drop by my place whenever you like; you can try more Earth Terran food or whatever.

Characters: Nebula, Rose Tyler
What: Kickoff of the Linked Plot
When: Friday Sept 8, morning
Where: Ten's TARDIS
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 for language; TBD
Status: In-progress

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I've determined James and I are the freaks here. 'Dust Bunnies', gigantic fleas, and strange little pocket places are par for the course at home. It's all strangely comforting, really.

But, since we are the freaks, you lot must all be decidedly normal. How wonderful for you.

You know how I know James is more of a freak than I am though? He married a redhead and he actually likes the weather in England. We went to Spain on my request because I'm not a freak that enjoys the dreary clouds, he complained, but I was the one that burned.

Yeah, I know. I've been a very boring Jack lately since I've mostly just been working and being irritated that the Master wanders the TARDIS freely. Time to get back to having fun, being social, and just basically being more like my usual charming self.

So! Who's up for a little fun (and probably some trouble)?

I'm a simple girl. Yes, I might still be finding huge entire estates my father apparently bought and forgot about, but half of them were built on the entrances to hell dimensions which I imagine was his sole interest in them. There is truly nothing my father loved more than hell dimensions and I mean that literally. So it's not an exaggeration to say I have been to my fair share of fucked up little cesspits full of horrid creatures that may have crawled directly there straight out of someone's nightmares. But at least none of them had the audacity to attack me with fucking dust bunnies.

Men in combat pterodactyl suits, yes. Drop bears. Even broccoli homunculi. But not dust bunnies.

Fuck I missed alcohol.

Well, this place can go jump into the Void. But at least now when you shout for a doctor, you've got better odds of getting a proper medical one instead of a mad time-traveling alien. Silver lining, that.

[Whoniverse/TARDIS-Mates]

Second verse, same as the first. A little bit louder and a little bit--

Anyway, the dramatic saga of coral TARDIS ownership continues. Though I suppose it's not so much owner as keeper. Pilot? Pet? Whatever it is, where are we at now in the line of succession?

Space food has a weird texture.

Jason is gone. I went to go see him and...yeah. Guess that's how today is going. I have to say I'm pretty tired of space.

If you know the Doctor--the one-hearted one that's been stuck in Med Bay--he's no longer on Knowhere.

[Whoniverse]

I think I might give the new passport a spin. Haven't been off station in ages.

Doctor the younger, I think the TARDIS falls to you. She misses you. I've been staying there; hope it's alright if that continues.

Hey. If you live in the barracks, don't freak out about the ceiling, alright? We're going to set up sky in that building for a little while because everything about this place is fucking dreary. It's just some simple magic and if there's weather, you won't be able to feel it or anything. It's just to cheer this place up.

Good? Great!

Cheers, everybody.

Sometimes I look back at my life and wonder why I didn't do something boring, like find a husband and move to Westchester. And then I got to space, first in the family to do that, mom, and I remember life is way cooler when it's not standard.

I had a steak for the first time. Suck it, California Happy Cows.

What else do you recommend doing? I want to go to Disneyland and I want to pet a dog that isn't the mini version of it.

[Filtered to friends of the Twelfth Doctor]

Well, it's been nearly a week, and we're still short one Time Lord. Clearly he does not want to be found, but as the days go by, I grow less concerned with what he wants and more worried about how he's faring.

Seeing as our resident sandshoe-wearing Doctor has taken ill again, I think our absent friend ought to be informed. The younger model has agreed to let me take his TARDIS out to track down the older one.

Anyone up for joining an intergalactic, time traveling search party? Captain Jack, I'm looking at you.

[Private to Rose]

I promised Handy I would dig up some games and entertainment for him before I left. Is there anything you need from the TARDIS? I'm hoping this will be a short trip and I'll be back with the Doctor in tow, but in case it isn't, I don't want you to be left in the lurch.

Aaaaaaaaaand back to one heart. I'll just ... take myself back to medical, I suppose.

The Doctor - the old man - he's... Gone. On holiday, I guess. Personal time. He says he'll be back. But. Um. He needed some time to think, I guess.

[Private Against Mels]

Crap, crap, crap So. Mels might've escaped the TARDIS.

[...]

And by might've, I mean she did.

Assassin on the loose, watch out. Her directive is to kill the Doctor, so she probably won't be any harm to anybody who doesn't get in her way, I think

Who: Martha Jones, Rose Tyler
What: Because sometimes you need a proper doctor
Where: Ten/Handy's TARDIS
When: June 16, Day 1 of Tropes Plot, after this
Rating/Warnings: TBD
Status: In-progress Incomplete due to character drop

( Rose's day did not start off well. )

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This is so unfair! Everyone else has fun, weird stuff happening to them and I get nothing! Seriously Giant Head universe? Nothing at all? Give me a break!

[Medical]

Quick question: What could cause sudden visual hallucinations, and how dangerous is it? I know we can't rule out whatever is turning people into children or dolls or the general madness that's happening, but I figured I would ask.

[Observatory Security]

Calling out of work until further notice. Hope the lot of you are faring better.

I've got two hearts. This is brilliant! Look at me. I'm jogging in place. Well, don't look at me, because I don't have the video feed on, but just imagine it, because it's exactly what I'm doing at this precise moment. Medical, I am quite pleased to give your bed back to you. I'll be moving into the TARDIS for the time being. Not sure if this will last, mind you. Feels a bit wibbly wobbly. This future, I mean. Entirely in flux.

Allons-y!