Running comes easily. It's something he knows, something that's part of him, ever since he first learned to walk. Ever since he first looked into the Untempered Schism. He runs. He runs, and he runs well.
Except over swampy, boggy areas. He doesn't run quite so well there. He does try, of course.
"Run, Sally!" he calls back. And then loses his footing. And falls, face first, onto the wet ground.
Except over swampy, boggy areas. He doesn't run quite so well there. He does try, of course.
"Run, Sally!" he calls back. And then loses his footing. And falls, face first, onto the wet ground.
My tagging can be spotty at the best of times, but as of tomorrow I am starting an incredibly high courseload and it will be significantly spottier. RP is my hobby of choice and I will be around as much as I can. By that I mean: I'm gonna be around, but I'll be slow! Don't give up on me!
Please don't hesitate to PM or email me (naughtygirlslikepolka AT gmail DOT com) in order to communicate.
Please don't hesitate to PM or email me (naughtygirlslikepolka AT gmail DOT com) in order to communicate.
But two of my most beloved companions have passed away recently. Today, the beautiful and wonderful Mary Tamm died after a struggle with cancer. Romana I has been, and most likely always will be, one of my favorite companions. I have followed Mary Tamm's career for a long time and---yeah, this really breaks my heart. I had hoped to fulfill a lifelong dream of meeting Mary at Gallifrey One this coming year, but it was not meant to be.

On 5 June 2012, Caroline John also passed away. I adored Liz Shaw, and she was the inspiration for my own choices in life to become a scientist. I also loved Liz's amazing spin-off show P.R.O.B.E., the grown-up Doctor Who before Torchwood was even a thought in RTD's mind!

I'm so sad to see the heroes of my childhood pass away in recent years. Rest in peace to all of them.

On 5 June 2012, Caroline John also passed away. I adored Liz Shaw, and she was the inspiration for my own choices in life to become a scientist. I also loved Liz's amazing spin-off show P.R.O.B.E., the grown-up Doctor Who before Torchwood was even a thought in RTD's mind!

I'm so sad to see the heroes of my childhood pass away in recent years. Rest in peace to all of them.
For vanishing so suddenly and for so long. I just got back from a two-week research project on San Salvador Island in the Bahamas. There was no internet or phone and I was unable to respond to any messages. Coincidentally, there was also no air conditioning.
I had planned to write a detailed announcement of my departure the night before, but my computer decided to stop working and I spent that day running about to drop it off at a repair shop before my flight.
What did I miss?
Entry posted to Dreamwidth here.
I had planned to write a detailed announcement of my departure the night before, but my computer decided to stop working and I spent that day running about to drop it off at a repair shop before my flight.
What did I miss?
Entry posted to Dreamwidth here.
Follows this.
The lift seemed smaller now. Maybe it was the knowledge how little time was left. Maybe it was the attitude that had changed between them since they first rode up to the room with the stars.
Maybe it was the weight of all of the things they weren't saying. Sometimes that weight would suffocate the Doctor when he was awake and alone.
The scrambling device was on again, keeping the cameras in the lift blind as to their actions. The immature side of the Doctor wanted to make a face at the cameras, simply because the Valeyard couldn't see. He didn't, of course. He just stood there, waiting.
"What will you tell him?" he asked.
This entry posted at Dreamwidth here.
The lift seemed smaller now. Maybe it was the knowledge how little time was left. Maybe it was the attitude that had changed between them since they first rode up to the room with the stars.
Maybe it was the weight of all of the things they weren't saying. Sometimes that weight would suffocate the Doctor when he was awake and alone.
The scrambling device was on again, keeping the cameras in the lift blind as to their actions. The immature side of the Doctor wanted to make a face at the cameras, simply because the Valeyard couldn't see. He didn't, of course. He just stood there, waiting.
"What will you tell him?" he asked.
This entry posted at Dreamwidth here.
Due to the incredibly poor customer service I have received from Livejournal since the release of 88, I will be hosting all of my entries and roleplay at Dreamwidth for the forseeable future. Dreamwidth will crosspost to this journal automatically so anyone who would like to read is welcome to. All of my LJ posts have been imported to the Dreamwidth account, including comments. I will be importing my icons asap.
If you do not have a Dreamwidth, I will still play with you. Just let me know and we'll work out a way to make it work.
<3<3
If you do not have a Dreamwidth, I will still play with you. Just let me know and we'll work out a way to make it work.
<3<3
Follows this.
Where she needed to be. Whatever that meant, it couldn't have been good, the Doctor supposed. Still, he didn't have any intention to move her out of the TARDIS, even when his instincts were telling him---
Well, they weren't telling him she was evil really. Just that she had a lot of secrets, and a lot of them involved him. He wasn't sure if---
Suddenly, the TARDIS shook violently as she made a rather unpleasant sounding landing. He gripped the console as she settled.
"What was that about, eh?" he asked, looking up at her. "Where've you taken us? Some sort of temporal disturbance, brought us down. That's odd."
This entry posted at Dreamwidth: here.
Where she needed to be. Whatever that meant, it couldn't have been good, the Doctor supposed. Still, he didn't have any intention to move her out of the TARDIS, even when his instincts were telling him---
Well, they weren't telling him she was evil really. Just that she had a lot of secrets, and a lot of them involved him. He wasn't sure if---
Suddenly, the TARDIS shook violently as she made a rather unpleasant sounding landing. He gripped the console as she settled.
"What was that about, eh?" he asked, looking up at her. "Where've you taken us? Some sort of temporal disturbance, brought us down. That's odd."
This entry posted at Dreamwidth: here.
Hopefully, this change in livejournal will not last. Until then, there's been a lovely little custom CSS change for the userpic pages. Once LJ fixes what they've broken, I will restore the beautiful layout that was made for me.
Until then, feel free to change your own pages, using this custom page layout. Thanks for the head's up,
hey_capn_jack!
Until then, feel free to change your own pages, using this custom page layout. Thanks for the head's up,
While I sincerely doubt I will move, anyone who would like to transfer to Dreamwidth is welcome to friend me at rude_not_ginger.
I will hold out as long as I can, of course. The fact that I am completely unable to use any userpics or open long threads in smaller, individual threads is starting to wear on me.
I will hold out as long as I can, of course. The fact that I am completely unable to use any userpics or open long threads in smaller, individual threads is starting to wear on me.

