May 16, 2009 02:20
In one corner of the Nexus sits the Doctor, wearing one of those silly cone-shaped party hats (his is green with silver stars on it!), behind a rather long table that has, among a few other things, a huge cake.
Not just any cake. A birthday cake. Said cake has three candles on it, one shaped like a 9, one shaped like a 2, and another 9. There are a few sad strands of streamers taped to the wall, as if he got distracted halfway through putting them up and forgot about the rest. Perhaps he was distracted by the few balloons that are tied to an even fewer amount of the chairs, who knows?
"As someone who travels in time," the Doctor begins to anybody close enough to hear (as he didn't send out invitations, and is merely hoping that people who want to celebrate with him will happen to be wandering past), "I get to decide when my birthday is. So guess what, everybody? Today is my birthday!"
Though, don't let the cake fool you; this is roughly the 150th time he has turned '929'.
((OOC: Yes, this is a party thread, so mingle around, and feel free to threadjack and whatnot as much as you'd like. :3 Also yes, I do live vicariously through my characters, as tomorrow is MY birthday, why do you ask?))
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