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@chiildrenxftime / Rose Tyler was found by a mad man, in a blue box …

“ Oh sorry, didn’t see you – ”

Caught short, not something the Doctor often faced nor lack of words …. But then, he hadn’t thought he’d cross her path, Rose Tyler. It would be his luck, running into her && him caught off guard, but he managed … offering her an apologetic smile, as he took a step back. Had to create distance, had to remain who he was to her … a stranger.

“ Sorry, again. Anyways are you alright, miss ?? ”

His smile remained friendly, as his hands hid behind his back, had to remain in character. If he didn’t want to disrupt the time line or male her follow him later, he had to keep up his front. Carry on, as he always would …

Rose was stranded.

The dimension button broke and she was on another planet… and she had no idea if she was in her universe…

On top of that, she NEEDED to find her Doctor. He was the ONLY one who could help her find out WHY she wasn’t ageing and still looked 20, 10 years after the last time she was left on that stupid beach.

“It’s- it’s fine… just, you know, stranded… alien planet… no way no home…” she laughed slightly, even tho she didn’t find it at all funny.

She sighed. “Sorry to keep you waiting… …wait, actually, you wouldn’t know where I could aquire a space shuttle… and in which direction The Milkyway is?” She grimaces at the thought of getting lost in space.

“I’m Rose, by the way, Rose Tyler.”

drapetxmaniia:

//so ive just looked and i have 65 drafts on this blog and 52 on my master blog… so, im gonna do something really hard… seeing as the ones on the bottom are months old… im… im gonna delete the drafts… and weep while doing it because they are all so good ;-; and i want to continue them but they refuse to. *sigh* wish me luck and strength to get them down to the drafts that are only 2 or 3 weeks old.

//so ive just looked and i have 65 drafts on this blog and 52 on my master blog… so, im gonna do something really hard… seeing as the ones on the bottom are months old… im… im gonna delete the drafts… and weep while doing it because they are all so good ;-; and i want to continue them but they refuse to. *sigh* wish me luck and strength to get them down to the drafts that are only 2 or 3 weeks old.

@canspotatimeagent​​ – gets a starter – because i can. – 11th doctor.

The Doctor Sighed.
He was sat on the Cardiff bay, looking out into the harbour, practically just like he had been while he lived with the ponds and the invasion of the small cubes.

…Im running towards them, before they flair and fade forever…” he remembers telling Amy and groans, rubbing his face. He had lost her and Rory, River was on her way to dying at the library and this Clara woman was no where to be found… if she even existed…

He laughs bitterly.
“Whats even the point of it all…!” he says out loud, asking the universe, not caring who heard.

@11thsshadow – from Amy Pond.

Amy awoke with a gasp and forced herself not to scream when she found herself in some kind of … box… was it a stasis pod? Did someone kidnap her? Was the doctor once again looking for her?

It was always strange when you suddenly found yourself kidnapped and in a completely different place to where you had just been…

“Hello?” She called tentivly, already feeling afraid when there was no answer and she moved out into the shadows of the room.

Doc’ta?“ she called softly, hoping that the reason that she was awake was because he was here… “okay… I’m freaking out here… anyone here?”

Suddenly someone grabbed her and she screamed, only for her to mouth to be covered and dragged off somewhere, to be pushed into another dark room.