Posts by DietCokeYes

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;][size=6pt]testing (Gadreel's sub)[/size][/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;][size=6pt]((this is Gadreel))

thanks so much for your trouble! : 3 it worked wonderfully [/size][/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;]The Eleventh Doctor is travelling the stars alone once again, devastated that Amy and Rory have decided to stop adventuring with him for awhile. While navigating the TARDIS through an asteroid storm, the Doctor's course is changed tremendously. He is sucked into a black hole which, through the power of wibbly wobbly-timey-wimey stuff, spits him out in another dimension- Rose Tyler's dimension.

As soon as he realized that he'd crashed in Bad Wolf Bay, the Doctor ecstatically rushed to locate his beloved Rose. Once he found her home, thanks to the internet and local directions, he was confused to see someone else open the door.

A 19 year old girl, who looked strikingly like her mother, answered the door while holding a two year old boy with blonde hair and brown eyes. "Is Rose Tyler here?" he asked hopefully.

"Rose Tyler? There's no Rose Tyler here, but there's a Rose Capulet." the young woman answered. "Who are you?" she questioned as she readjusted the toddler on her hip.

"I'm an old friend of Rose's. But I may have been mistaken as to who lives here. I'll be on my way, then-"

"Are you the Doctor?" she asked with a look of disbelief.

"Yes, yes I am." he said, raising an eyebrow. "How did you know that?"

The girl took a deep breath and smiled. "My mum told me stories about you when I was growing up. A spaceman with a blue box and a funny striped suit." She stepped aside, offering to let the Doctor inside. "I thought you'd be thinner than that." the girl commented as he entered the house.

"I've had a bit of a makeover." the Doctor answered. "But you mean to tell me that Rose is your mother?"

"Yes. My name is Juliet." The boy in her arms stared up at the Doctor confusingly. "And this is my cousin, Zeke. I'm watching him while my aunt and mum are out shopping." the Doctor's face fell a little when she confirmed that she was Rose's daughter. "Is anything wrong?"

"No." he answered quickly, brightening up the room with a smile and clap of the hands. "No, nothing at all! I just didn't except your mother to..." he thought a moment.

"To what?" Juliet furrowed her eyebrows.

"To marry, so quickly after I left. Say, how old is she now?" the Doctor played off.

"I believe she's forty one."

"And you are?"

"Just turned nineteen." Juliet set Zeke down, but he clutched her leg and hid behind her, peering up at the funny man with the bowtie. "You've been waiting a long time to see her, haven't you?" Juliet asked.

"Not as long as she's waited for me." The Doctor sighed. He couldn't just show up, not here, not now. Rose had moved on with her life, had a daughter who was nearly grown herself. And what did he expect? Rose couldn't just up and leave to travel with him again. "Listen to me, Juliet. You can not, I repeat, can not tell your mother I was here. Do you understand me?" The short girl pushed her shoulder length blonde hair out of her face.

"What, then? You're just going to up and leave? After all these years?" Juliet shook her head in disbelief.

"I'm not going to burden your mother with this. You wouldn't understand." The Doctor stepped to leave.

"Wait!" Juliet called. "You're different. You changed, regenerated, didn't you?" The Doctor turned back to her. "She told me about that. You change instead of dying. She won't recognize you. You can see how she's doing."

"No, no... That's absurd. I couldn't-"

"Why not?" Juliet cut him off again. "You can see how much she's changed. And, in a sense, she'll see it in you, too. She doesn't have to know. I'll say your my friend from college or something."

"Why would you do this?" the Doctor asked Juliet. "You don't know me. Why would you care?"

She sighed. "I care about my mum. And I know you do, too." Juliet replied. The Doctor reluctantly agreed and sat on the couch, watching the tele as Juliet started some pasta on the stove for dinner. The sun was starting to set and it was nearly dark when the two giggling women walked in through the door, soaking wet because of the rain.

"And then I said to Hector, 'No, dear! You don't put in the microwave, eggs can't-'" one women, who had long, brown hair and blue eyes, stopped talking. She was older, maybe early forties, and beside her stood an all too familiar face. Her hair was still the same color, slightly faded, and kept in a small, stubby ponytail at the back of her head.

"Juliet?" Rose called. "Who's this?"[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;]The Eleventh Doctor is travelling the stars alone once again, devastated that Amy and Rory have decided to stop adventuring with him for awhile. While navigating the TARDIS through an asteroid storm, the Doctor's course is changed tremendously. He is sucked into a black hole which, through the power of wibbly wobbly-timey-wimey stuff, spits him out in another dimension- Rose Tyler's dimension.

As soon as he realized that he'd crashed in Bad Wolf Bay, the Doctor ecstatically rushed to locate his beloved Rose. Once he found her home, thanks to the internet and local directions, he was confused to see someone else open the door.

A 19 year old girl, who looked strikingly like her mother, answered the door while holding a two year old boy with blonde hair and brown eyes. "Is Rose Tyler here?" he asked hopefully.

"Rose Tyler? There's no Rose Tyler here, but there's a Rose Capulet." the young woman answered. "Who are you?" she questioned as she readjusted the toddler on her hip.

"I'm an old friend of Rose's. But I may have been mistaken as to who lives here. I'll be on my way, then-"

"Are you the Doctor?" she asked with a look of disbelief.

"Yes, yes I am." he said, raising an eyebrow. "How did you know that?"

The girl took a deep breath and smiled. "My mum told me stories about you when I was growing up. A spaceman with a blue box and a funny striped suit." She stepped aside, offering to let the Doctor inside. "I thought you'd be thinner than that." the girl commented as he entered the house.

"I've had a bit of a makeover." the Doctor answered. "But you mean to tell me that Rose is your mother?"

"Yes. My name is Juliet." The boy in her arms stared up at the Doctor confusingly. "And this is my cousin, Zeke. I'm watching him while my aunt and mum are out shopping." the Doctor's face fell a little when she confirmed that she was Rose's daughter. "Is anything wrong?"

"No." he answered quickly, brightening up the room with a smile and clap of the hands. "No, nothing at all! I just didn't except your mother to..." he thought a moment.

"To what?" Juliet furrowed her eyebrows.

"To marry, so quickly after I left. Say, how old is she now?" the Doctor played off.

"I believe she's forty one."

"And you are?"

"Just turned nineteen." Juliet set Zeke down, but he clutched her leg and hid behind her, peering up at the funny man with the bowtie. "You've been waiting a long time to see her, haven't you?" Juliet asked.

"Not as long as she's waited for me." The Doctor sighed. He couldn't just show up, not here, not now. Rose had moved on with her life, had a daughter who was nearly grown herself. And what did he expect? Rose couldn't just up and leave to travel with him again. "Listen to me, Juliet. You can not, I repeat, can not tell your mother I was here. Do you understand me?" The short girl pushed her shoulder length blonde hair out of her face.

"What, then? You're just going to up and leave? After all these years?" Juliet shook her head in disbelief.

"I'm not going to burden your mother with this. You wouldn't understand." The Doctor stepped to leave.

"Wait!" Juliet called. "You're different. You changed, regenerated, didn't you?" The Doctor turned back to her. "She told me about that. You change instead of dying. She won't recognize you. You can see how she's doing."

"No, no... That's absurd. I couldn't-"

"Why not?" Juliet cut him off again. "You can see how much she's changed. And, in a sense, she'll see it in you, too. She doesn't have to know. I'll say your my friend from college or something."

"Why would you do this?" the Doctor asked Juliet. "You don't know me. Why would you care?"

She sighed. "I care about my mum. And I know you do, too." Juliet replied. The Doctor reluctantly agreed and sat on the couch, watching the tele as Juliet started some pasta on the stove for dinner. The sun was starting to set and it was nearly dark when the two giggling women walked in through the door, soaking wet because of the rain.

"And then I said to Hector, 'No, dear! You don't put in the microwave, eggs can't-'" one women, who had long, brown hair and blue eyes, stopped talking. She was older, maybe early forties, and beside her stood an all too familiar face. Her hair was still the same color, slightly faded, and kept in a small, stubby ponytail at the back of her head.

"Juliet?" Rose called. "Who's this?"[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;]The Eleventh Doctor is travelling the stars alone once again, devastated that Amy and Rory have decided to stop adventuring with him for awhile. While navigating the TARDIS through an asteroid storm, the Doctor's course is changed tremendously. He is sucked into a black hole which, through the power of wibbly wobbly-timey-wimey stuff, spits him out in another dimension- Rose Tyler's dimension.

As soon as he realized that he'd crashed in Bad Wolf Bay, the Doctor ecstatically rushed to locate his beloved Rose. Once he found her home, thanks to the internet and local directions, he was confused to see someone else open the door.

A 19 year old girl, who looked strikingly like her mother, answered the door while holding a two year old boy with blonde hair and brown eyes. "Is Rose Tyler here?" he asked hopefully.

"Rose Tyler? There's no Rose Tyler here, but there's a Rose Capulet." the young woman answered. "Who are you?" she questioned as she readjusted the toddler on her hip.

"I'm an old friend of Rose's. But I may have been mistaken as to who lives here. I'll be on my way, then-"

"Are you the Doctor?" she asked with a look of disbelief.

"Yes, yes I am." he said, raising an eyebrow. "How did you know that?"

The girl took a deep breath and smiled. "My mum told me stories about you when I was growing up. A spaceman with a blue box and a funny striped suit." She stepped aside, offering to let the Doctor inside. "I thought you'd be thinner than that." the girl commented as he entered the house.

"I've had a bit of a makeover." the Doctor answered. "But you mean to tell me that Rose is your mother?"

"Yes. My name is Juliet." The boy in her arms stared up at the Doctor confusingly. "And this is my cousin, Zeke. I'm watching him while my aunt and mum are out shopping." the Doctor's face fell a little when she confirmed that she was Rose's daughter. "Is anything wrong?"

"No." he answered quickly, brightening up the room with a smile and clap of the hands. "No, nothing at all! I just didn't except your mother to..." he thought a moment.

"To what?" Juliet furrowed her eyebrows.

"To marry, so quickly after I left. Say, how old is she now?" the Doctor played off.

"I believe she's forty one."

"And you are?"

"Just turned nineteen." Juliet set Zeke down, but he clutched her leg and hid behind her, peering up at the funny man with the bowtie. "You've been waiting a long time to see her, haven't you?" Juliet asked.

"Not as long as she's waited for me." The Doctor sighed. He couldn't just show up, not here, not now. Rose had moved on with her life, had a daughter who was nearly grown herself. And what did he expect? Rose couldn't just up and leave to travel with him again. "Listen to me, Juliet. You can not, I repeat, can not tell your mother I was here. Do you understand me?" The short girl pushed her shoulder length blonde hair out of her face.

"What, then? You're just going to up and leave? After all these years?" Juliet shook her head in disbelief.

"I'm not going to burden your mother with this. You wouldn't understand." The Doctor stepped to leave.

"Wait!" Juliet called. "You're different. You changed, regenerated, didn't you?" The Doctor turned back to her. "She told me about that. You change instead of dying. She won't recognize you. You can see how she's doing."

"No, no... That's absurd. I couldn't-"

"Why not?" Juliet cut him off again. "You can see how much she's changed. And, in a sense, she'll see it in you, too. She doesn't have to know. I'll say your my friend from college or something."

"Why would you do this?" the Doctor asked Juliet. "You don't know me. Why would you care?"

She sighed. "I care about my mum. And I know you do, too." Juliet replied. The Doctor reluctantly agreed and sat on the couch, watching the tele as Juliet started some pasta on the stove for dinner. The sun was starting to set and it was nearly dark when the two giggling women walked in through the door, soaking wet because of the rain.

"And then I said to Hector, 'No, dear! You don't put in the microwave, eggs can't-'" one women, who had long, brown hair and blue eyes, stopped talking. She was older, maybe early forties, and beside her stood an all too familiar face. Her hair was still the same color, slightly faded, and kept in a small, stubby ponytail at the back of her head.

"Juliet?" Rose called. "Who's this?"[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;]go for it : 3[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;]ooc: yuppers.

The Doctor kept his gaze on Rose. His Rose, a middle-aged woman with a child and a job and a life. No. No- this wasn't his Rose. His Rose was a spunky, adventurous twenty year old who let down too many times. His Rose was lost in the past.

"Well, since he's already here, why not keep him over?" Rose said, extending her hand to the Doctor. "Rose Capulet, nice to meet you, Greg." she said cheerily as the aunt, whose name was properly Anika, and who simply told a story about someone named Hector, hung up her coat on the rack near the door.

The Doctor shook her hand stiffly, his eyes looking like a lost puppy who'd just found its mum. "Nice to meet you, Rose." he sputtered, tears nearly welling in his eyes. She gave him a strange look, as if contemplating whether or not she believed his story, but she shrugged it off and walked into the kitchen. Not once did his eyes leave her.

"So, you work at the gallery?" asked Anika as she ruffled the curly blonde mop of hair on her toddler son's head. "I've been in there one time or another. Nice flat. Cheap rent, I assume?" she tried to make conversation as she helped herself to some pasta.

"It's average. You hardly ever think about the cost when you're doing something you really love." the Doctor said as he seated himself across from Rose at the table.

"Oh, I see. Pardon my question, I'm just a reality agent and I'm always on the prowl for an opportunity." Anika explained as she took a forkful of spaghetti.

"I'm an opportunist myself, on occasion. But lately I've been a bit reluctant to take some risks. It could have a tremendous effect on some peoples' lives, maybe not for the better." the Doctor spoke, glancing at Juliet as she was over the stove. His words would mean something different to her, knowing his true identity and all.

"That kind of attitude won't help you in the art world, dear." Rose said to the Doctor. "It's called a risk because it might not always work out well. I would know." she looked down at her spaghetti for a moment but then returned a happy gaze in wait of his response.

"No, I know it won't." he said simply.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;]"College friend?" Rose looked the Doctor up and down. "Look a bit old for college." she observed.

"I'm going back, ma'am." the Doctor lied. "Never got the degree I'd wanted to so I took the opportunity now. Your daughter has been kind enough to kind of guide me around the campus."[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;]OOC: you did not just put a leviathan cameo in your post //hugs you

"Disappearances?" the Doctor and Rose said at the same time. They met each other's gaze with a frown on each face.

"What kind of disappearances?" Anika blurted out, grabbing their attention. "Is it in this area? Oh, I really hope not. I don't want to drive home alone in the rain with Zeke in the car. It's a twenty two mile drive, in the rain it will take forty minutes!" she complained.

"No, of course not." Rose said to Anika. "You and the baby can sleep here tonight, in the guestroom. And Greg," she addressed the Doctor. "I can't possibly expect you to walk by your lonesome in this weather. Not with people getting snatched up by some psychopath."

"You don't know that." Anika interjected. "It could be some high functioning sociopath. You should do some research on it, Rose."

"No, really. I don't expect you to let me stay." the Doctor denied. "And how did you know I walked?" he suddenly realized.

"Well, the gallery is just down the road, and there wasn't a car in the garage or the drive. Figured you walked home with Juliet since that's how she gets home from the shop." Rose explained.

"Where would he sleep?" Anika asked.

"The couch pulls out into a little futon. He can spend the night there." Was the answer.

"I really have somewhere to be. I can't accept that offer, sorry but-"

"Oh, please. You're not going anywhere in this storm. You'd freeze to death without any mode of transportation." Anika chimed in. Meanwhile, her infant son was splashing pasta all over himself and the plate, not getting much into his mouth. The Doctor, noticing that his mother seemed kind of neglectful of him, stood and approached the toddler.

"May I?" he asked. Anika glanced and him curiously and nodded him forth, then went back to chatting with Rose about the difference between a sociopath and psychopath. The Doctor lifted the child's shirt over his head and tossed it over the arm of the chair. He reached out, Zeke accepting of being carried, and lifted his small body out of the chair.

The Doctor approached the sink and took a dishrag out of the drawer next to it, with the direction of Rose, wetting it with a little bit of soap and warm water. He handed the cloth to the toddler, who looked at him confused. "You're a big boy, Zeke. I know you know what that's for an how to use it." Zeke's eyebrows knit together as his chubby fingers felt over the wet cloth. "Go on." the Doctor urged, setting him down to sit on the counter. Zeke began to clean his face and arms, giggling when he was finished because he felt accomplished. He'd missed a few spots, which the Doctor got for him, and then reached up to hug his new, bowtie wearing friend.

"All clean!" Zeke squeaked with joy. The Doctor smiled and launched him up into the air, a bunch of yelps and laughter from the small boy erupting into the room as the Doctor played with him.

"Aw, let's get into your pajamas, eh?" Zeke nodded at this, and as the Doctor strode down the hall into the spare guestroom with a crib and some of Zeke's other items (it was obvious he had things there if Anika was as close to Rose as the Doctor presumed), he didn't notice that Rose had been watching him the entire time. Or anyone else, for that matter.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;]The Doctor was helping Zeke put on his pull-ups and dress in his dinosaur pajamas when Juliet entered the room and spoke to him. "No, but if you know anything about me, I always think the worst of things." he answered her as he turned on the nightlight and began to tuck the child in. "Honestly, your mother doesn't think a grown man could take care of himself?" he shook his head.

"Story." Zeke said, clutching his teddy. It was a green, patchy bear with a yellow, red, pink and green plaid bowtie wrapped around its neck. One eyes was missing, the other a brown marble with a black pupil.

"Oh, I have lots of stories, Zeke. Lots and lots of stories..." he said with a smile. Zeke returned it as he settled his head into the pillow. "Once upon a time, far, far away from here, there was a whole other world. This world was so simply magnificent, you would never believe." he began, using gestures to enhance his storytelling. "One day, a bad monster came to the planet. The monster brought a lot of his friends, and they said they would destroy the wonderful land unless the people of it surrendered." Zeke was focused on his story intently. "But the monsters didn't know that the people of the planet were strong, and smart and brave. They made a plan to defeat all the monsters before the monsters defeated them. Do you know what they did, Zeke?" The toddler shook his head. "Well, the people of the wonderful planet hid. They hid under the ground and left their cities alone the night before the attack. The monsters couldn't find them, so they got angrier and angrier, day after long day. The monsters didn't think to check under the ground in all that time. Do you know why?" Zeke again shook his head. "The monsters were so bent on killing, they never thought over conquering the city while it was empty. They never set up their defenses, they just waited outside the city while their supplies began to run out." Zeke gave him a funny look but listened. "And one day, when the monsters were all tired and cranky and hungry, the people came out of hiding, and they surrounded the monsters. With no way to protect themselves, the monsters fled the planet because the people had very big guns." The Doctor leaned in and smiled. "But that catch was, the guns didn't actually shoot anything. They were full of water. But the monsters were too dense to think about it, and they left the planet. And the people of the planet lived on to accomplish great things with their great minds."

"Plan-itt name?" Zeke asked, throwing the word "planet" around strangely.

"The planet's name was Gallifrey. And Gallifrey came out victorious against the monsters."

"Monsters name?" Zeke asked now.

"The monsters were Daleks. The scariest things in the entire universe."[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;]When the Doctor was confident that Zeke was dosing off, he stood up and sat on the bed beside the rocking chair. "I'm leaving early in the morning. It's not good if I stay here." he told her. After thinking about the whole dimension issue and the wormhole and all, he cleared his throat. "And my TARDIS was sucked through a black hole, a wormhole of some sort. It spit me out in Bad Wolf Bay because that was the most recent tear in the universe, kind of like the return button on a telly remote." he took a breath. "And the problem wasn't that your mum was locked in, no- I was locked out. The way the time... stuff... distributed was uneven, which means there should be enough to let my TARDIS ride back through to my reality."

The Doctor took notice of the brass key she wore around her neck. He knew what it was, and it put a sad smile on his face as he reached out and touched it. The key he'd given Rose years ago, she'd kept. The TARDIS door remained unchanged since, and it would still work. He looked up into the green/hazel eyes of the girl, a practical clone of her mother. "I wish I could take you. Show you what your mum got to see and more. But once I get through, I can't get back. Even riding a wormhole is slim because they close all the time and pop-up in different galaxies." he sighed and dropped the key from his hand, looking at the sleeping child across the room, and remembering his own children from so long ago.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;]The Doctor was about to speak when she up and left the room. He sighed and followed her, awkwardly adjusting his bowtie as he exited the room. "Doctor, no one is here." he heard her say frantically.

"What do you mean no one is here?" he asked, whipping out his sonic. "They might have just gone outside for a moment," he suggested, trying to convince himself everything was alright. The green screwdriver was waved over every object in the room, even over Juliet once or twice, but nothing came up. He moved to the kitchen where he began to scan every last fork in the silverware drawer.

His feet brought him to the front door, and the doorknob was soon under the bright, green light from the contraption. "Oh, this is not good. Very, very not good!" he said in a hustle. He turned to Juliet. "Get Zeke and go outside, now, hear me?" he ordered in a serious tone. "My TARDIS is two houses over in that space between the two fences. That key unlocks it. When you get inside, there is going to be a panic alarm. She'll try and eject you, so before she does, you need to find the security paralysis reorganizer. Select English as the language- it's the button with three circles, two semi circles, and five line segments. Not lines, line segments. When you find English, type in, burning up a star just to say goodbye. It will immediately lock out anything except for you and Zeke because you will be recognized as your mother in the system. It will then snap a picture of your face to compare it with the data archives. If you're lucky, you'll look enough like her to pass. If you aren't, the TARDIS will lock anyone and everyone out for an entire week. Including me." he was talking too incredibly quickly for even himself. The Doctor forgot to mention that Gallifreyan text (the circles and line segments) all look the same to someone who isn't a native speaker. He grabbed her head in that Doctor way and kissed her forehead. "Please, please be brilliant as your mother!" he begged before rushing out the door.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

Heaven needs another set of wings [/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: black; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]GETS HARDER EVERYDAY [/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://static3.grsites.com/archive/textures/ss/ss187.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;][size=7pt]Cas turned his gaze away from Jael before poofing out. Jael got to a steady position, approaching Sam and touching his wrist, something she did very often. "I'll tell you later." she said quietly, so only he could hear.

Dean sighed and retired to the desk once more, grabbing the bottle of whiskey and taking a long gulp. The black haired girl took a deep breath. "I'd kill for some of that right now," she shook her head. "Where's your bedroom?" she questioned in regards to a place she can sleep.

//low muse[/size][/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: BLACK; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]BUT I KEEP ON HOLDING ON [/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;]please stop spamming my thread.

thanks :3[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN

I am definitely a madman with a box[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]I am the last of my kind. I know how that sits in a heart.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; height: 150px; width: 350px;overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 140px; background: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/b35…xfdcDHXS1qhtr57o1_400.gif); font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: #696969; padding: 13px; color: white; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.95; margin-bottom: 1px;]"I uh-" Juliet was cut off by a knock at her door.

"Juliet? Is everything alright?" her mother called nervously. "Juliet, I'm coming in." Just as announced, Rose walked through the door with a confused look on her face. "Juliet, are you two...?"

"No!" the young girl cried out quickly. "No, mum! Oh god, no, no, no, no, no."

"Now, you're my daughter. I told you that you can talk to me about the people you fancy. I know it's hard to understand, but I wish you'd have told me about-"

"Mum," Juliet cut her off again. "honest mum, he's just someone from campus. I'm having difficulties with... science. So I invited him over for a bit to help me. I know, I should have talked to you first..." Juliet twitched nervously, playing with the end of her jacket sleeves and biting her mouth. This nervous habit had started back when Juliet was a toddler trying to lie so she wouldn't get in trouble for things like eating an extra cookie or cutting a hole in her mother's new dress. Rose took note of the habit and grew suspicious.

"Science has always been your best subject. Well, that and literature. What's gone wrong?" asked Rose.

"Just because you're good at something doesn't mean it can't be hard sometimes, mum." Juliet smiled and shook her head in a duh sort of way.

"I still don't think it was a good idea to have a stranger over when you were alone with Zeke." Rose scolded. She made eye contact with the Doctor, and upon meeting his gaze, noticed something frighteningly familiar about the way his look was set. Sad an ancient but vibrant and full of life. Age old rage burning along newfound curiosity, guilt hidden away in the endless black pupil and behind the iris of adventurous spirit. "Sorry," Rose looked down a moment. "I must be making you uncomfortable. You just like... strikingly familiar. Have I met you before?"

//sorry, was busy this weekend. I LOVE THE KONGOS. like so much :00[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: #ff960d; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;][align=center]So don't insult me.[/fancypost]
[/fancypost][align=center]@ ARUKIN