18 September 2012 @ 10:28 am

[Turlough is in his room in the Tardis. He's out of the regular school uniform, and instead in a simple (if rather 80s) jeans and t-shirt combo. He's scowling in the mirror, arms crossed over his chest to obscure the script. He turns around to find a jumper to cover it up with, and in the process gives the viewers an extremely clear shot of what his shirt says.


He picks up his device to make a post, inadvertently ending the video feed.]


I enjoy the City's idea of a prank less and less each day. Did anyone else wake up today with a new wardrobe addition?

[ooc: Feel free to bump into him around town. One of the perks of this t-shirt is that the Misos Triangle is going to be visible on his arm, a branding for prisoners on his planet. Perks for me, anyway. He's going to be grumpy about it. :-D]
12 September 2012 @ 07:16 pm
I need to know if any doctors in this city have experience with extra-terrestrials. I'm not showing up at that hospital until I know I'm not going to be diagnosed with a fever and a heart attack on sight.

And sorry, Doctor, but I know you know about as much of medicine as I do.

[ooc: Turlough got hit with a stray manhole during the sewer fire event and has been hiding in his room hoping a possibly fractured rib will just go away. It's not working for him.]
29 August 2012 @ 09:49 pm
Has anyone else been experiencing an unpleasant plague today?

[Turlough is in the workroom of the TARDIS, surrounded by wires and implements. He's more disheveled than usual, his sleeves rolled up and tie loosened. With one hand he's holding down a twitching robot, as the other fishes into its open back panel with a long pair of pliars. It also seems to be held down in one of the workshop vices.]

It took me hours to catch the damn thing.

[Finally Turlough seems to find what he was looking for, and with a strong tug it comes free. The twitching an flashing of lights under his hand finally stills.]

Finally. Maybe I can finally turn this into something interesting. Like a drinks machine.
25 August 2012 @ 10:26 am
[The video turns on as a device is dropped to the ground with a lurch. A great deal of barking is heard before the video clears. A very orange dog is barking up a storm, alternating with jumping back and growling. He's standing next to the TARDIS, and jumping up on his hind legs to clammer at the door with his claws. He eventually gives up, whimpering as he stands back.

Oh. Just great.]

[ooc: Turlough is a pharaoh hound today! Action outside the TARDIS, or around town once Turlough decides to give up and go for a walk.]
09 July 2012 @ 08:27 pm
For anyone who needed me-


[ooc: Turlough maybe be starting to become a familiar freckly face at the shadier bars in town, above ground and under. Please do come find him/judge his life choices.]
10 June 2012 @ 02:46 pm

[ooc: Watch the clip until 5:02, and ignore the bit with The Brig. Sorry I couldn't edit it together, iMovie hates me currently :|. For those who don't chose to watch, the clip shows Turlough goading another student into stealing a car, crashing it, and making his deal with The Black Guardian to kill The Doctor in exchange for a ticket off Earth.

He has no idea it's up obviously. Open action in the Tardis for any of the Who Crew.]
24 May 2012 @ 05:48 pm
[The newest of the ginger companions is lounging on his bed in the welcome centre. He still has his school uniform on. He's rather inclined not to take it off, after all. It looks like it may be an accidental post until he turns his icey-blue eyes on the camera.]

You know, I believe I dislike this place's timing. I spent years trying to get out of that dreadful school on Earth, and the minute I turn up in this 'City' it tries to send me right back. Very hilarious. My side are positively splitting.

[He finally decides to sit up, throwing his spindly legs over the side of the bed.]

I have been informed that if I want to move out of this 'welcome centre' place, I need to find a job first. I've had quite enough of shared accommodation, thank you. Normally I'd say I'm well shot of jobs as well, but it seems the lesser of two evils.

So. Who's hiring?
16 May 2012 @ 07:09 pm
[A boy in a school uniform with flaming red hair is on the network screen. Except there is something a little older than that about him, a hardness behind his eyes. He’s currently slouched on a park bench near the fountain, arms crossed and looking decidedly pouty as he glares into the camera.]

Doctor, if this is a joke it’s not one I’m laughing at. And if Tegan put you up to it I am very disappointed in you both. And warn her to start hiding her shampoo again.

[Clearly done with this conversation, he rolls over onto his back and lies down on the bench. He’s so thin and wiry, he practically disappears at this angle.]

Oh, and whoever designed these-

[He waves his hand towards the device recording.]

Give them a better soundcard.