[Donna sits on a stool in a steel cage, resting her chin on her hand and glaring at everyone within fifty yards. Her leg dangles uncomfortably, the cast making it impossible to rest anywhere. A sign outside the cage reads: "DONNA NOBLE: HUMAN-TIMELORD METACRISIS. THERE HAS NEVER BEEN ONE BEFORE! THERE WILL NEVER BE ONE AGAIN ( Read more... )

[Donna puts a baby fence around the bookcase -- yes, that bookcase -- although the task is made infinitely more difficult by the huge cast on her leg.]

Don't you give me any lip, missy. You've been a very bad girl. You're going to stay here in your corner until you've learned your lesson!

[ooc: It's a boat; it's a bug; it's ours!]

[Donna glares at the Network camera, obviously in a great deal of pain. Why? Well, probably because she's trapped under a bookcase ( Read more... )

Maybe I should give that college thing another go. I didn't really take it seriously the first time round. Too busy worrying about blokes and make-up and all that. I skipped any classes and homework I could. But they might be fun, now that I'm clever.

Thoughts?

[ooc: Have at her! ANYTHING GOES!]

Who's up for beer pong?

Maybe this is a stupid question, but...have you tried using the TARDIS to get out of the City? Or is it one of those "rip a hole in the universe" type things?

[ooc: Happy "What if Davros never tried to destroy the universe so Donna never became a human-Time Lord metacrisis so the Doctor never had to wipe her memories" Day! :D She remembers she's ( Read more... )

Rhymes have never been my "thing"
If the deities were here, I'd take a swing
At them -- oh God, oh God, how will I
Get through the day without wanting to die?

I need a thesaurus, fast
I'm feeling utterly aghast

FOX MULDER.

HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU WE NEED MORE MILK?

[ooc: Married to Mulder for the day. Which one is more cursed? You decide.]

I've...got a date.

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I've got a date.

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Can anyone recommend a good restaurant?

First: there are a bunch of people -- myself included -- trundled up in the lobby of Building 8. Some have woken up, but a lot are asleep. If you're a doctor, it'd be really nice if you'd get down here.

Second: I REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEALLY DON'T LIKE BEING KIDNAPPED. And I REALLY don't like being drugged and kidnapped. I don't really remember what ( Read more... )