The Doctor ♣ Eleven (
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asgardmeridiem2014-03-01 08:37 pm
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[OPEN] I'm still cooking
Who: The Eleventh Doctor and YOU
What: The Doctor's gotten cursed and comes from right after regenerating from Ten to Eleven. Fun times ensue.
When: Day 411
Where: All over Asgard?!
Rating: G?
[ Falling out of the TARDIS and ending up here is a little disorienting. Or is that the regeneration? Maybe a bit of both.
After checking out the new bracelet thing and contacting the network, he starts wandering. He's very notably raggedy (also wet), with tears in his trousers and shirt. And are there singes? And for anyone who's seen him around or knows him, there's a distinct lack of bow tie, replaced with a regular old tie. What?
Really, with how bad his motor skills are, it's only a matter of time before he runs into someone. ]
((OOC: Despite the written set-up, this a catch-all log for my one-day Eleventh Hour curse, and there can be scenes outside of this. You're very free to use it though! If you want to do something else, feel free to PM me or pp/ping me on
Tossino or IM me at AIM @ thetossedone. Or. Something. Yes.
There's also a network post! Which you're free to check out.))
What: The Doctor's gotten cursed and comes from right after regenerating from Ten to Eleven. Fun times ensue.
When: Day 411
Where: All over Asgard?!
Rating: G?
[ Falling out of the TARDIS and ending up here is a little disorienting. Or is that the regeneration? Maybe a bit of both.
After checking out the new bracelet thing and contacting the network, he starts wandering. He's very notably raggedy (also wet), with tears in his trousers and shirt. And are there singes? And for anyone who's seen him around or knows him, there's a distinct lack of bow tie, replaced with a regular old tie. What?
Really, with how bad his motor skills are, it's only a matter of time before he runs into someone. ]
((OOC: Despite the written set-up, this a catch-all log for my one-day Eleventh Hour curse, and there can be scenes outside of this. You're very free to use it though! If you want to do something else, feel free to PM me or pp/ping me on
There's also a network post! Which you're free to check out.))
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Hello to you as well.
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So it really is you.
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[He's no one but himself, and certainly isn't about to change that simply because he's somewhere new.]
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Wouldn't really have imagined me saying that, but there you go. There is.
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[Well, not by his definition of too much, even if there are rather a lot of him hanging around just at the moment. And even if he doesn't entirely agree with the opinions of some of his other selves. But that would have happened even if they weren't here.]
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[One other than whatever low level confusion comes from having so many of them all in the same place, but that's little more than to be expected.]
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[ Sigh. ]
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[But as long as it continues to work out... there's still a chance that things are at least not going to get any worse. And that will do, as far as he's concerned.]
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[ He likes having at least something in his own hands, but here it really feels like he has nothing. ]
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[Which is terribly irritating, yes, but if it's hope or nothing, he'll take hope any day.]
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[ Still, yes. When hope leaves you, it's time to be really afraid. ]
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