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Yin
19 January 2014 @ 06:53 am
Action; Radio Silence  
[Another weekend full of mixed curses, and it seems to have passed Yin over. Some people might be relieved for this, but, instead, Yin just feels a blank emptiness whenever she recalls the weekend she was cursed to be her old self. To feel again.]

[That person is no longer her, and she can never go back to really being Kirsi, but there's still a definite fascination with the memories Yin has of that time. She keeps thinking about it, and it feels like there's a numbness in response every time.]

[Run into her lost in thought at the grocery store, Welcome Center, on the streets passing by, or anywhere near a body of water.]
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seconddoctor_cia
19 January 2014 @ 10:18 am
11th; Video  
[The image on the screen shows the (Second) Doctor wandering through what appears to be a deserted City. He's looking around, confused and apparently nervous.]

Hello? Where has everybody gone?

(ooc: Y Am I the Last Man Standing? Feel free to send a message.)
 
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Dewey
19 January 2014 @ 03:52 pm
xi. ][ text  
Ten Things My Brothers Did to Me

  1. Tried to switch me with another baby at the park

  2. Held me hostage to get their Nintendo back

  3. Dyed pink stripes in my hair

  4. "Rent-a-Runt"

  5. Left me on a buoy

  6. Tied my tricycle to the van

  7. Barricaded the crawlspace

  8. The dog food, the leash, and the front yard

  9. Checked me in as baggage at the airport

  10. Left me here alone


[ cursed and definitely unhappy about this list. ]
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Todd Anderson
19 January 2014 @ 04:49 pm
║ ninety-sixth stanza ║ action / video  
[ action ]

[ If you're out in the City today, you might catch sight of a young man - one who is gazing around, examining his surroundings, clearly out of place. He's a new arrival, by his count.

Of course, some might recognize him - he looks quite a bit like Todd Anderson, though he's got a couple of years on his usual City counterpart. The light tracing of a goatee, a shaggier and more unruly hairstyle.Though he's come from an academic campus, working on his graduate studies, he's clearly claimed his individuality and expression, perhaps affected by the ideas beginning to form in the early 1960s paired with the impressions left on him by a high school teacher whose influence he won't soon forget.

As to where he is, he has no idea about any of it. No idea that any old friend may be here, nor of the life his other self has lived. He has no inkling that there may be ghosts lurking here that he had thought were far behind him now. ]


[ video ]

[ At a certain point, the man does uncover the device that's slipped in his pocket and, turning it over and over, gradually figures it out. It looks like something out of a movie, some crazy future. Then again, all of this seems that way...

It's hours later before he's managed to read a few things on it, but he's beginning to get the idea. After a number of false starts, this is where he succeeds-- a light is on. That means something, right? ]

Um... hello?

[ He gives a nervous smile. ]

So I don't really know what I'm doing with this... thing, but I hope I'm doing something.

[ With a slight hesitation, he clears his throat. ]

People out here tell me there, uh... there isn't any way to go back home. I guess I'll hear the same thing here, too.

[ So he shrugs. ]

So... what am I supposed to do?


[ ooc: Feels like the first time ... just several years later. ]
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