24 February 2012 @ 03:06 pm
It’s come to my attention that I really have no idea what I’m doing here. Not ‘here’ as in this place — although, yes, that as well — I mean here at this present moment in time.

Specifically here.
This moment.
Right now.

What I am doing right now, in this moment, specifically here — is attempting to plan a wedding. A blue wedding — it has to be blue, no exceptions — but so far all these books are lacking with blueativity. That is, blue creativity. The only things I’ve managed to find are traditional things that are needed, something borrowed, something blue, something old and something new.

Well I already have something borrowed, that would be the groom — although I’m not sure if I would call it borrowed or stolen, either way my Thief will do.

The something blue would be the wedding itself, blue. Blue I tell you, no exceptions!

Something old might as well be myself, I am more than ‘over the hill’ in age as the human saying goes…

Something new, though… Would the experience count as new? …Bah!

Does anyone know how to plan a wedding? I would ask my Thief, but I’m sure he doesn’t have a clue.
Suggestions would be appreciated, yes. Thank you!
 
 
03 January 2012 @ 09:47 pm
It has been awhile since we've last spoken, Paixao. I hope you will accept this gift to make up for my absence. Read closely, and think on this knowledge well.


To understand how the heart works, one must comprehend its balance and what happens when that balance is lost. How does it function with an abundance of darkness? Of Light?

How much until it is thrown over the edge, to a point of no return?

Each heart reacts differently - should they not all operate the same? How are we able to understand anything if our subjects are not on the same controlled level? I wonder, is it possible to reshape a person's heart, so that then we will be able to do our testing properly?

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PROJECT F - EXPERIMENT NO. 1
SPECIMEN DESIGNATION: Laharl


PROCEDURE: Injections of darkness, followed by a single injection of pure light.
RESULTS: As a creature of darkness, the subject was able to accept large amounts of darkness, during which he began to take on the physical traits of a common Heartless (glowing eyes, visible and palpable aura of darkness). He reacted poorly to the injection of light, however, and rather forcefully escaped from the laboratory.
CONCLUSIONS: Like accepts like. Creature of darkness may not be able to handle light and vice-versa.
UNANSWERED QUESTIONS: Whether the light acted as a catalyst against darkness injected or against natural darkness.
POSSIBLE FUTURE EXPERIMENTS: Injections either entirely of light or darkness.

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PROJECT E - EXPERIMENT NO. 6
SPECIMEN DESIGNATION: Zidane Tribal


PROCEDURE: Injections of darkness.
RESULTS: Subject entered injured and was revived with potion before injections, which may have affected results. Subject was completely unable to assimilate any darkness and instead gained powers not unlike those of the Heartless.
CONCLUSIONS: Creatures of light do not react well to darkness. Weaker hearts may not stand up to darkness well.
UNANSWERED QUESTIONS: To what extent the injury and potion affected results (if at all), Strength of subject's heart to begin with, Amount of darkness needed to make subject lose his heart completely.
POSSIBLE FUTURE EXPERIMENTS: Further injections of darkness.
 
 
Well... I'm sure some have realized this, but I thought it was worth mentioning, just in case some of you don't know...

But, well, I have good news and bad news.

The good news is, definitely no nightmares outside the city. Haven't had a single bad dream out here. Not one. And I'm fairly sure it's not a coincidence.

As for the bad news... Well, I'm afraid taking advantage of the fact that this plague of nightmares doesn't seem to extend outside the city is more than a bit difficult right now. Our wonderful friend, the Mayor, had rather poor timing to decide he didn't want anyone leaving his fair city.

And sorry, 'fraid I have no idea what's causing them. The TARDIS hasn't detected anything, but that's not saying much, these days, unfortunately. She's still rather under the weather, so to speak... especially with all the scans I've been trying to do of outside. No real good news on that front either, unfortunately. Still haven't managed to detect anything planet sized out there...
 
 
12 October 2011 @ 03:21 am
EVERYONE! I HAVE AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE THAT MUST BE SUNG IMMEDIATELY--!

Alright, ready, be prepared... I'm sure you all will find this very enjoyable and a frabjous waste of time!

[GASP]

This is the song that doesn't end
Yes it goes on and on, my friend.
Some people started singing it
Not knowing what it was
But they'll continue singing it
Forever just because!

This is the song that doesn't end
Yes it goes on and on, my friend.
Some people started singing it
Not knowing what it was
But they'll continue singing it
Forever just because!


[And he'll continue singing this until someone interrupts him.]
 
 
11 October 2011 @ 08:51 pm
Oi.

Anyone out there know the whereabouts of a Rory Williams? A minute ago, he was here, and I turned around and he was gone.

[Private to the Doctors]

Space...man? Men?  Anyway, He's not with you is he?
 
 
28 September 2011 @ 11:07 pm
[a very tired, but cheerful-sounding Doctor sounds off. He sounds older now, more wearied than he did before, but he's making an effort to keep the majority of it out of his voice]

Right, then! Hello, everyone. Sorry I've been out for so long, but somebody decided it would be a good idea to try and blow me up, among other things. And I see it's snowing! Not that I couldn't see it where I was, at least until I was blindfolded, but I love snow! That's brilliant. Only how's it falling beneath the domes? That's something. I might have to poke it with a stick.

Anyway, enough about me. How are you all doing? And Roxas, don't think I've forgotten about you. If you're ready, I can help as soon as I recover.
 
 
19 September 2011 @ 12:27 am
Is it really so hard to clean up the the streets now and then? Honestly, if we're to be held here against our better judgement, our captors could at least be so gracious as to keep the conditions a little more... sanitary?

Leaving bodies just -- laying around like that. What's next? Hmph.
 
 
[Some have passed. After talking and learning some things about Rory and the past self of who he keeps mentally calling as the Bow Tie Doctor--and a bit of contemplating--Hei's decided that choosing to look for this Time Lord could possibly be beneficial to finding any Organization members in the process...

Hei's wearing a white, creepy looking mask and speaking in a lower voice than the lighter, more alto voice that belongs to his alias identity. No, he doesn't sound like Li Shengshun at all when there's a grim seriousness to his speech.]


For how long has the Doctor with the bow tie been missing now? Five days? Longer?

I've started a thorough search of Paixao, and in the fields surrounding it. So far there has been no sign of the man...

If we collaborate and assist each other, we might be able to locate him.

I'll do what I can within my capabilities. I have some conditions though...

My true identity must not be known to the public. For everyone's safety, and to prevent unnecessary injuries. My skills and abilities aren't for the faint of heart.

My other condition; I don't trust the security on this network. Specifics will have to be discussed in person.
 
 
Hello everyone! It's the Doctor here. ...the one that doesn't eat fish custard or wears a bow-tie. The one that was here first.

Right, so, just to get this out of the way now-- No, I'm not sure where my future self has gotten to, but I doubt there's any reason to be alarmed, well, not too much anyways. Not yet. You see, if I--he is in some kind of trouble, well, he's rather good at getting out of trouble. So there's no reason to panic. [Though he's saying this, there is a faint concern hidden in there.]

So, yes, where was I? Ah, right. Me, being here first.

You see, when I arrived here I was in my TARDIS. It's been sitting at low power for some time now, but there was a reason for that. Now that we've been here so long, I was able to use the power she's managed to store up, along with some modifications, to get the scanners, well, scanning. Scanning beyond the castle, to be exact.

And, well, that's the good news I'm afraid. Bad news from here on out.

[The Doctor's tone shifts at this point. He's serious... very serious, and obviously a bit bothered at what he learned.]

There's nothing out there.

No, it's not that they aren't working, believe me, they're working. There just was nothing to scan--no planets, stars or even strange anomalies. Just... emptiness.

Now, I wasn't able to boost the scanners enough to determine just how large the dimension we're in IS. It's possible we could be in some sort of pocket universe. Or there could be some sort of barrier, but the scanners should have picked up anything like that. Or, well, it's hard to say until we find out more about where and what this place we're in is.

I really do wish I'd had good news. We're about due for some at this point, I'd say.
 
 
02 July 2011 @ 10:18 pm
Timon! I'll have you ready, I'm going to pick you and your friend up. Get your coat - wait, don't get your coat, you're already wearing it. You can't take it off because you're born with it. Forget the coat thing!

We're going to get a fez!

And Rory, don't think I've forgotten you. I'll come and get you soon, just stay out of trouble.
 
 
08 May 2011 @ 04:06 pm
Okay, so this thing is like a PDA then, is it? It's not so bad once you get used to it...but still weird because I don't normally talk to people I don't know. Or post, I suppose I'm posting, aren't I? Sorry, I'm new here and this is all a little much. I'm not usually asked to post things.

Anyway, I'm Rory. I imagine you must get this a lot but I'm looking for someone. Someones, maybe. One would be a woman with gorgeous red hair and answers to the name Amy. She's my wife, by the way, so please don't try anything. Second, a man with a bow tie and goes by...just The Doctor. I know they tend to run off but I don't think they'd ever pitch me out of the TARDIS and then disappear.

So, yeah, if you could give me a start on that I'd really appreciate it. Thanks.
 
 
13 April 2011 @ 08:43 pm

Hello, Paixaoans.

How are you? Fantastic! Look at yourself, now back to my post. Now back to yourself. Now back to my post! Sadly, this post is not yours. But if you were to help me find the Doctor - or a Doctor, your post could be like mine. Look down. Back up! Where are you? You're standing before the Tardis with a man, or two men, either which you could help find. What's in your hand? Back at me. I have it. It's a replica of that thing you love. Look again! That thing is now a puppy!

Anything is possible when you help a genie find a Doctor that isn't Lenard McCoy.

I'm in a castle.

 
 
28 October 2010 @ 08:14 pm
[A very chatty, and energetic voice is heard over the journals, a slightly annoyed tone added to it.]

What could possibly be the point of making me do all this again? I wasn't even gone that long! Just a few minutes at most.

Really. I just don't get it. I wasn't even given enough time to do anything, and now I'm stuck back at the gate.

[She suddenly sighs as if relieved to have found something.]

Well, atleast I haven't lost anything.
 
 
15 October 2010 @ 06:08 pm
[An energetic, youthful voice crackles on the message board, broadcasting to anyone who'll listen. It sounds rather annoyed, though that quickly changes to enthusiastic amusement]

Alright, when’s this? This isn’t where I set the coordinates. The air smells… off. It’s an artificial world, isn’t it? Ah-hah, so that’s it. Right, then. I'm the Doctor; what seems to be the problem here? And don’t tell me there isn’t; I know trouble when I see it, and this is definitely troublesome. No, not the end of the uni – ah, maybe. But that’s alright, I’ve done this before, I’ll do it again. It’s the universe; something’s got to happen. So, then, what is it? Is there despair? Danger? Is the tea getting cold? Blimey, I hate it when that happens.

I can reset the TARDIS coordinates to five minutes past Amelia later. This is brilliant! New-old world where something’s not quite right; classic.
 
 
23 June 2010 @ 02:52 pm
I am looking for Marcus Praetoris. I wish to speak to him. Does anybody know where I would be able to find him?

[a pause, then, in a quieter and slightly worried tone...]

What are Time Lords? And what is the Time War?
 
 
15 June 2010 @ 11:15 pm
 
ENOUGH.

MARCUS PRAETORIS...YOU HAVE THREE DAYS TO MAKE YOURSELF SEEN. OTHERWISE, PAIXAO AND EVERYONE IN IT WILL BE LEFT IN ASHES.


OH, AND CONGRATULATIONS.
 
 
Realized I haven't used this in awhile, not that I've really had much reason to use it, but still been rather some time since I made some kind of 'post'.

Right! So... Hello! Lot of new faces around here, I see! Becoming more and more like Disneyland...

Moving on... Point of me posting this! I'm curious about something that perhaps some of you might be able to assist me with. How many of you have met the fellow that goes by 'the Master'? Any of you? I'd like to have a word with you, if you have, if you could spare me a moment of your time.
 
 
 
31 October 2008 @ 04:29 am
 
Attention dear citizens and visitors of Paixao,

Such a pity the mayor met a rather untimely end. But, well, all things must come to an end, mustn't they?

However, where there are ends, there are also beginnings.

There is a new order here in this city.

I, Maleficent, Mistress of all Evil, lay claim to this city. My will is now law.

Any who dare to oppose shall be dealt with swiftly and with no mercy, but let us hope it should not come to that, shall we?
 
 
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07 August 2008 @ 02:37 am
 
So. ♥

I was talking to Timon~. He's so helpful. I have a list. What sort of list? Here's part of it.

Sephiroth
Rosette
Laharl
Karst
Flonne

Can anyone guess what this list is? ♥
 
 
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