And we crash and we burn every second in turn

Meme: Anonymous

Thu, 05 Mar 2009 23:09:27 GMT

Reply with an anonymous comment for each, then take back to your own LJ and post:

1. One cryptic I may understand... but I may not.
2. One compliment you've wanted to give me.
3. One random thing just off the top of your head.
4. One celebrity you hate to admit you are attracted to.
5. One celebrity you love to admit you are attracted to.
6. How old do you feel?
7. About how long have we known each other/known of each other?
8. And a hint as to who you are.

justprompts: It's six am. What are you doing?

Thu, 05 Mar 2009 18:54:08 GMT

The form of a blonde is leaning against the doorway to a darkened room her eyes set on the sleeping form wrapped up in the duvet just feet away. The clock reads six a.m. but her mind could care less about it at the moment as all she can do now is just focus on him, thoughts flickering back and forth. So much history with that one. The hospital, the fights, how it burned, the gifts. And he still stuck around. Stubborn, she’d say. So stubborn like her in that way and she’s grateful, so much so that when a small sad smile starts to spread on her lips as she thinks of what she has to do next. Where she has to go next as she nears the bed approaching his night table gingerly that waking him is not an option. It’s a risk that she has to take alone. A burden that she has to bear on her own even if she thinks he’s going to be very crossed with her once he does wake and make sense of the situation.

Opening the drawer, she withdraws the teleport jumper and pockets it before her eyes settle on him. A smile forms once again. He’s so innocent that way. She leans down to plant a kiss on his forehead and then straightens. It’s hard, much harder than she ever imagined. In just a few ticks, she's going to just leave him behind again and it tugs at her heart heavily. There’s so much she never got to tell him. Even those three little words that she was sure he wanted to hear. She leans down one last time trying to control her tears, will them back if possible. It’s difficult. So difficult.

"I love you," It’s a bare whisper but just enough she thinks even if he hasn’t really heard her. Even if this might be the last time she sees him ever again.

She walks out as quietly as possible and then freezes hearing what sounds like a murmur. Looking back at him, he’s still asleep. She digs out the device and flicks it on before her gaze falls back on him with tears streaming down. It ticks along with the clock. "Goodbye."

And in a flash of light Rose Tyler is gone.

Muse: Rose Tyler
Fandom: Doctor Who
Words: 385

Saturday -- How YOU doin'?

Sun, 01 Mar 2009 03:35:52 GMT

Hi! How are YOU doing.

Let us know how you're doing right here, right now. You have one song, so make it count, k? :)

Because everyone is doing it...

Fri, 20 Feb 2009 22:36:27 GMT

RP LOVE MEME

Meme: Questions meme

Tue, 17 Feb 2009 00:05:31 GMT

1 question...
1 chance...
1 honest answer...

That's all you get. Ask me one question. Any one question, anything, no matter how crazy it is. An honest answer. No catch.

All comments will be screened so your question stays private between you and me, and only you will get to see my answer to your question.

(OOC: Comments aren't actually screened because, you know, more fun that way. But for all intents and purposes, muses should act as though they are. If your muse really wants the comment to be screened, please let me know and I'll fix it.)

Meme: Doctor Who Friending Meme

Mon, 09 Feb 2009 04:05:15 GMT

The DOCTOR WHO MUSE LOVE FRIENDING MEME Come here and meet/share love in the Who-niverse

[ooc: You know you want to. And expect another post after this one guys. Sorry for the spammage. ♥]

RP for rude_not_ginger: One year later...

Sun, 08 Feb 2009 04:55:38 GMT

It had been a year right down to the day since she had been left behind at Bad Wolf Bay now for the second and supposedly final time but the blonde woman did her best not to think of it too much. A year and she was still a bit sore over it though she really didn’t show it to others. She just kept on, moved on ahead with her life as best as she could. It was what she used to do the first time, tucking away that little spark of hope for herself that one day it’d be possible. It was cold then as she thought back to the event and it was cold now but she wasn’t back in Norway nor was she at her office in Torchwood, she was just walking down the pier in Cardiff of all places with her hands tucked inside her leather jacket pockets.

There was reasoning behind the location of course but then so had all those other trips that she had taken for the past month and a half. All had ended in failure but she wasn’t about to give up. She just couldn’t. Her gaze lingered a bit on the horizon watching the sun as it was starting to set on another day. The streaks of orange and pink against the sky caused her to smile just a bit. Hopefully, this time it hadn’t moved. "Come on, work. Please," she muttered to herself in a low voice, resting her hand on the circular device and activating it.

She closed her eyes, hoping and praying silently that this time the scenery would change and there would be no zeppelins overhead.

RP for sirdoctor: Searching...

Fri, 06 Feb 2009 02:47:07 GMT

Her mum had been against it of course, crossing into unknown universes with new technology was just beyond risky. Mickey had called her mad for it. It seemed that the only two people that really believed she could do it were her dad and Jake. And so after what was the 18th time, Rose ignored her mum’s protests, it was the same old song and dance. You could die. What if it’s not the right one again? Don’t do it. But once again she didn’t listen and just hugged her, her dad, Jake and then Mickey before finally kissing her baby brother on the forehead with a grin. It was something that she had to do even if it was another failure but she was a bit wiser than those other times. There were rules and a time limit.

Flicking the circular disc on, seconds soon passed and the blonde faded away like a ghost only to reappear face down against cold concrete. It wasn’t unusual really. At least this time it wasn’t some roof top. Slowly she got to her feet and dusted herself off to survey her surroundings. People were milling around and it was definitely cold. There were no zeppelins of course but that was standard. No use getting her hopes up. Sticking her hands into her purple bomber jacket pockets Rose walked down the sidewalk paying attention to the cars that passed. They seemed modern enough. Nothing futuristic or old about them at all but then many other worlds that weren’t her own resembled this. There was only one way to find out for sure as she attempted to find a newsstand.

Meme snagged from laser_not_sonic

Mon, 08 Dec 2008 05:23:21 GMT

If you woke up one morning and found me in your bed, what's the first thing you'd think or say?

((ooc: I don't know if most of you have seen this or not, but it's too funny to not share. The poor Doctor. D:))

RP for laser_not_sonic: Who can resist free drinks?

Fri, 05 Dec 2008 06:40:22 GMT

Rose stood near the entrance of the Ivy as people walked about. She was dressed in a simple black dress with red pumps and looked a tad preoccupied with her mobile as she was texting her mate back with a grin. Jake always had to be so nosy hadn’t he? But she expected that of course, given the amount of time that they knew each other and the scrapes they got into. Finally hitting send and flipping the mobile shut, the blonde looked around keeping a sharp eye out for this person that was she supposed to meet.

Come to think of it, she didn’t really know what he looked like. He could have been anyone, she thought watching a group of people pass by elegantly dressed. One had caught her eye but she quickly dismissed it. Not him. There had been a lot that she had always wondered about Time Lords and she was determined to get some answers even if this one was a tad of a nutter though he did seem genuinely nice when the offer was brought forward. And plus they had someone in common and he did seem interested. So...He would show up, yes. Only a matter of time, she reminded herself.

meme: snagged from handysparehand

Wed, 03 Dec 2008 05:49:02 GMT

For the record, I don't even know what a Herzegovinian is but it doesn't sound all that pleasant.

Now to go and take care of some things.

My LiveJournal 12 Days
My True Love gave to me...
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8 laser_not_sonics a-calling.
7 savagestimes a-smooching.
6 stardustflyings a-staring.
5 red-orange icantdecide_xs.
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2 bull sky_w_diamondss.
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Colour Meme- snagged from laser_not_sonic

Fri, 14 Nov 2008 01:14:47 GMT

Well that was just rubbish, really.

You are longing for a little love and tenderness. At present you are feeling very sensitive and need a sympathetic shoulder to lean on. You don't need any further stresses, strains or arguments so take a deep breath and relax.

Which ever way you turn you feel that you are being utterly thwarted. There is considerable conflict in the air but you will stick to your beliefs and not be deterred in endeavouring to attain your objectives.

It is amazing that you yourself believe that old 'adage' that you are a misunderstood person - and you feel that because of this you are being left out in the cold. It is because of this lack of believed understanding that you feel the need to conform to society in general - but this situation leaves you 'cold' knowing that you are not appreciated for your true self. Any relationship that you are developing at this time does not seem to involve any true emotional commitment, you seem to be just playing along.

You are pretending that the situation around you doesn't matter, but the effort of trying to conceal your emotions and anxieties is resulting in untold stress. The existing situation is disagreeable. You feel unwanted and lonely and you would really like to associate with someone whose ideals are as high as your own. You want to be above the standard of mediocrity and this need to be needed and that need to need has almost become an obsession. You are trying to magnify the need into a compelling urge. You would really like to tell the world how great you are but no, you are holding back because you feel that your peers may treat you with contempt. This is a great pity because you have in fact a unique quality of character, but the continual restraint that you impose on yourself makes you suppress this need for others and you pretend you don't really care. You treat those who criticise you with contempt. However, to be honest, beneath this assumption of indifference you really long for the approval and esteem of others.

You are greatly impressed by individuality and have interest in people who have outstanding qualities. You try to imitate those people that you admire and their characteristics, hoping that you will be able to display similar qualities in your own personality.

[Meme]

Sun, 09 Nov 2008 08:43:27 GMT

The Blind Date ♥ Meme