September 24th, 2007

ooc - dust off your converse

OOC as this early in the morning I have no characterizational abilities at all.

Even though I fight often internally with the lists AFI gives out, I'm sort of gleefully excited about Tammy's List of 100 Greates Muses. It's all muse-nominated, and big enough that lots of people can get to shine.

So! Plz go forth and nominate! I, naturally, would love a few nominations, m'self. I started up a list of who I wanted everyone to nominate, but dammit if that list didn't get ridiculous. As the date for the 100 list comes out, I'm sure I can rustle up one of my own. With a friendslist of 256 muses, I think I can make one happen. =D

I can't help it. My muse loves everybody.

Happy nominating!
all doctors - i'll explain later

for thetenspot: Ten Things You Tell Everyone

1. "Still not clear to you is it? I can tell by your expression you don't understand. And I knew you wouldn't, nevermind."

2. "There are some corners of the universe that have bred the most terrible things. Things that act against everything we believe in. They must be fought."

3. "I've reversed the polarity of the neutron flow."

4. "Would you like a jelly baby? They're very good."

5. "There should've been another way."

6. "Daleks, Sontarans, Cybermen! They're still in the nursery in comparison to us. Ten thousand years of absolute power! That's what it takes to be really corrupt!"

7. "We all have the universe of our own terrors to face."

8. "Come with me."

9. "I think you need a Doctor."

10. "I'm not just a Time Lord. I'm the last of the Time Lords."

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 130
Quotes from: An Unearthly Child, the Moonbase, various 3rd Doctor episodes, various 4th Doctor episodes, Warriors of the Deep, the Ultimate Foe, Ghost Light, the TVM, Parting of the Ways, and Gridlock.
realization, longing look at donna

A little AU (canon!Ten meets canon!Aislinn)

The Master was gone.

Jack was gone.

Martha was gone.

And there he was, the Oncoming Storm, the Bringer of Darkness, the Doctor. Contemplating a glass of scotch in a darknened bar just outside of Cardiff. He picked the location randomly out of one of Jack's old hand-written guidebooks for himself. Specifically labeled "A Great Place To Go If You're Miserable".

It was understandable why. The service was terrible, the place positively reeked of old liquor and cigarettes, and nearly half the lights had to be out, it was so dark. A couple was taking advantage of the darkness in one of the booths. An intoxicated woman read depressing poetry over a microphone on a tiny stage near the front of the bar. A man who obviously had more to lose than the Doctor was drinking himself into oblivion at a table.

It was almost enough to make him believe it wasn't so bad. He despised the taste of scotch, but it was stronger than wine, and banana daiquiris were for parties, not days where he was finding the human equivalent of feeling bad for himself.

This was what they did, wasn't it? Found a bar, got pissed, and it made them feel what? Better? Or was the intoxication enough that they could pretend that it was better?

He took a drink of the scotch, letting the liquor burn his throat. He supposed he'd find out.