18 February 2012 @ 02:31 pm
Hello to all. My name is Helen Magnus, and I have to admit to being a relatively new arrival here. I’d like to know more about this place if anyone has any information they can give me. I’ve been able to find out very little on this city and I would like to know as much as possible. Also, if anyone has information on how we’ve come to be here or any history of the area, I would be very appreciative.

On a different subject, it has come to my attention that perhaps I ought to inquire about the medical situation. I would like to know what exactly that is and if there isn’t one, I’ll offer myself. I won’t be so arrogant as to simply list off everything I’ve done, but suffice to say that I can do anything anyone may need while we’re here.

If anyone has any questions for me or can offer the information I've requested, I would appreciate anything. Thank you.
 
 
[his voice is quiet, his tone still, but despite this, the anger is quite obvious by the way his words tremble slightly. He takes a deep, slightly shuddering breath before he speaks]

I assume that most of you have seen the new information that's come to light. I'm not sure when this started, or exactly why this started, but one thing is inescapably clear: this all needs to stop. All of this. The experiments, the disappearances, the arrests. All of it. And we need to stop it ourselves. I'm sure some of you already know what I'm going to suggest, and some of you might already be ready to suggest it yourselves. Maybe some of you did, before I got here.

We need to stand together. We need to be strong enough and brave enough to weather the storm that's ahead of us. The longer we stand idle, the longer this goes on, and the more people get hurt - and I, for one, am not willing to let this slide. We have to gather together, and I think you all know exactly what I'm talking about.

Oh, I'm angry. I've never done that before, not as this me. I honestly have no idea what I'm going to do now, or what's going to happen. [a shaky laugh emerges]

Anyway, who's with me? We can have meetings and get into group hugs and everything. [despite the lightness of his words, it's clear he's deadly serious about gathering an army, even though he - barely - refrains from saying it]
 
 
15 December 2011 @ 12:24 am
I still don’t like this whole… sleeping thing. Is it really necessary? You lose so much time of the day if you sleep it away like that! I would much rather be outside in the snow or be doing just about anything else whatsoever than sleeping.

Especially since I continue to have those annoying dreams that humans have…

( she sounds bitter and annoyed rather than tired )

I’m not entirely certain I like this body anymore.
 
 
16 October 2011 @ 11:21 pm
 
Citizens of Paixao, I ask that you forgive my absence from our fair city. I have journeyed to these other "worlds" that our Outsiders have spoken of and in my travels I have deemed these unruly worlds as a threat to our existence. Therefore, in an effort to protect Paixao from these dangers, I have come to the decision to once more put restrictions to those who wish to leave the domes. Any who try to exit will be be arrested and face punishment under law.

In addition, on the issue of the recent weather: the matter is being looked into.


Thank you,

Mayor Marcus Praetoris
 
 
14 October 2011 @ 10:24 pm
What a delightful little trinket! It's so small and compact, a pocket device. And it flips opened, there is nothing more thrilling than flipping things opened! Of course it doesn't have nearly as many buttons and levers and pullies and screens and lights as I do.

Did. Do. Did...

Did. Yes, did as in this flesh body I don't have buttons or levers or pullies or screens and lights. That's almost tragic, I always was fond of blinky lights — they drove my thief mad when I set them off at the "wrong times." I do disagree that there is a wrong time, though. Blinky lights are the best lights, much better than plain old boring solid lights.

Oh! Suddenly I'm finding myself realizing this flesh body is that one of the woman's from... But now that's interesting, isn't it? How did that happen? I thought I was back in... Stranger things have happened, I suppose. Do you know how incredibly uncomfortable it is to have a TARDIS land within another TARDIS?

Very squishy.

But!
Perhaps it's time to get back onto track, so to speak.

Hello new world of many that I have been placed onto... I'm Sexy. And I'm looking for my thief.
Have you seen him?
 
 
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.
 
 
14 July 2011 @ 11:20 am
[the Doctor... shouts. Well, close to it; he doesn't bother being subtle or anything like that]

Calling all lions! Except for you, Scar, because nobody likes you. Is there a Simba on the loose? You're late for supper and your father's very cross. And since he's so cross, I'd like to tell you on his behalf that you're grounded.

[is he joking? Is he serious? The world may never know.]
 
 
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.
 
 
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.