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The Tenth Doctor ([personal profile] borntolove) wrote in [community profile] genessia2017-10-13 01:50 pm

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Who: Were!10 and you
Where: Starting in Nova
When: Please put a date (anytime during the event) and location
What: Prowling and howling
Warnings: update as needed

Friday the 13th: For Rose

He asked himself to do what was always a last resort. Something that The Doctor didn't like to do on others - much less himself but Ten didn't feel there had been a choice anymore. Rose had twisted him up and after the night at the bar - was angry at Rose. And only felt that he's going down a darker path that he won't get off of if something drastic wasn't down now... Plus - he can't keep dragging Jack down with him. Just can't. He did figure that he'd be back to Rose for the ice cream within the five hour waiting period, however, ended up passing out - for two days.

What happened? How long has he been out? And for some reason feels like a boulder has been lifted off his shoulders and is grinning widely. Everything is beautiful! And runs out of the Tardis.

Night-time. Clear night. Can see the stars. And look at that moon. Oddly - he seems more drawn to the moon than to the stars.

Then his body begins to twitch- what the hell? He didn't die he knows he didn't die. Then why does he feel like his body is trying to regenerate? Things feeling like they're shifting around and flops around on the ground.

He doesn't want to change! He likes this body

It's when the hair is growing on the back of the hands he figures it out. He's got to get back to the Tardis. Get out of the moonlight!

But why is this happening?

It's too late and as The Doctor runs back to the Tardis - feels his mind becoming savage. Shortly, after has yellow eyes and is full grown werewolf - who of course dramatically howels at the moon.

However, his sandshoes are still on - even if his wolf claws are piercing through and his tie is still around his neck.

And runs off. In such of prey.

[OTA]

For the moment, at the very least The Doctor has fought and won the battle of the savage mind of the beast. And is prowling around the various cities to get a better grasp of the situation. His eyes now - are big and brown - for the moment...
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[personal profile] bigbadrose 2017-10-13 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Red eyes, stone-hard and cold skin, able to jump and fly again... Rose had been through this once before, but after waiting for the Doctor for five bloody hours, she got furious. Why did he bother asking her out if he was going to do this? Seriously? Was he just that thoughtless? At first she'd been worried sick about him, but finding him passed out only soothed the anxiety, and left the rage.

Still, she didn't want to talk to his older versions, she wanted to find the Tie-Doctor!

Stone ears flick at the howl, and Rose hops down, grabbing the Doctor by the tie. "Doctor." She's impatient. He's a werewolf. She's a gargoyle. Welp. Happy Friday the 13th indeed.
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[personal profile] bigbadrose 2017-10-13 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a sigh as she pats down his fur looking for the sonic screwdriver. "Come on, you can smell me. I'm Rose." Gives him an arm check out. "I don't have much time. My voice is gonna go stone cold silent." She pulled him close by the tie. "Save me," she whispered in his ear.

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k2so: Credit if you want to use them. Tnxs (Congratulations you are being rescued)

Saturday | Genessia City

[personal profile] k2so 2017-10-14 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kay is in Genessia City, trying to keep the worse monsters away from people. He was made for combat and It's been far too much since he's been able to put his skills to test.

Now, he's trying to fight off a giant werewolf, holding his neck. In return, said werewolf is scratching his chest and trying to tear off his head. Some extra help would be welcome.]
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[personal profile] k2so 2017-10-15 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
After hearing the growl Kay figures he's about to have to fight two werewolves but when he tolts his head in the direction of the sound what he sees is a man. Rose's friend, he recognizes.

The werewolf grunts, whatever the Doctor told him makes recoil and he lets go of Kay's neck. It runs way a second later, deciding that fighting two enemies is not worth it. Looking back at the Doctor, Kay nods.]

Thanks. I don't know what you just said but it did the trick.

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Sunday - Fayren

[personal profile] firefandance 2017-10-16 10:38 am (UTC)(link)
Yukiko had decided to stay well away from the other cities. At least here the worst that can happen is a nice costume change. Better than what she had witnessed in Attleton and Genessia.

With her, on patrol, she was keeping an eye out for anything before she noticed the very familiar face, or she thought it was.

"Guess you are out exploring?"
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Re: Sunday - Fayren

[personal profile] firefandance 2017-10-17 10:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Handling it well, in Fayren all we get is a costume change for the most part." She doesn't know there could possibly be more to it than that, but that was a different matter

"I guess you're handling it differently."
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Early the second night, in Attleton, if that's okay?

[personal profile] im_with_stupid 2017-10-17 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Amy was shaken. Very. Physically, and emotionally. River's gun was in a deep pocket of the large coat she was wearing. River wasn't getting it back until she was SURE that Kovarian was either not here, or here and very dead. Sorry, River. Sorry, Rose and Ten. Amy wasn't taking chances. At all. She had seen her multiple times now. Had been stopped multiple times, though not without a cost. There was a cut on the back of Amy's neck, but she was alive. So she had slapped a bandaid on it, and had slipped out. This time she wouldn't be caught off guard. Because this time she was going hunting for Kovarian.

She found something else, instead, however...

She stopped dead at the sight of the large furred creature coming at her, and she might have fled but...that tie..... that tie was how she had known he was the Doctor, the one before hers. She had drawn and made that tie SO MANY TIMES she couldn't have forgotten it if she wanted to, though newer memories of the Doctor tried to overwrite those old ones. They only added to them.

So she stopped. She wouldn't run from the Doctor, not ever. And more...she was afraid FOR him than of him. But that was a constant in her life, since the Starship UK. And it wasn't just the fur that scared her now. It was her last talk with his next face.

"Doctor," she said carefully and stopped herself. So hard... having to be so careful. But her speaking freely before had hurt him. She had to be more careful. She couldn't hurt him like that again..... She couldn't.
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[personal profile] im_with_stupid 2017-10-19 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
A flash of pain in her eyes, then grim understanding. Of course, she understood the wrong thing.

"Yeah, I told him that was probably the best answer," she said, sadly. "He thought I could do it, but apparently you don't, and I'll respect that, Doctor," she said softly, sounding like she was trying to hide the fact that her heart was breaking.

"You just... be good, okay? And don't be alone, you're no good at alone."

She thought he was saying goodbye.... Forever. Kinda like he feels when his companions say they want to go home, but mean just for a visit.

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14th- Fayren- Daytime

[personal profile] justwords 2017-10-18 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Martha was sitting next to the doctor, a journal in her lap, trying not to freak out since just last night she looked like the image she was currently staring at but didn't know why.

"You know I could use your help."
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Re: 14th- Fayren- Daytime

[personal profile] justwords 2017-10-31 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Martha started a bit as she felt his hand. "Thank God," She whispered, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his forehead. "You scared me... again you know," She whispered.

"Stop it," She said, repeating a phrase she heard so often. "And apparently the City is on some spiked cool-aid." She told him.

"You are gonna have to get used to not knowing everything John.... you hear me?"

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Re: 10/18 - Morning - in The Tardis

[personal profile] classicms_smith 2017-10-20 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
It was almost ingrained in her by now. Even if it had been long buried for nearly a year, but...she could feel it again. That odd break of rhythm that happened on the odd adventure. Her sleep had been fitful, mostly from excitement and the questions she was dying to get answers to.

So many new names and faces, each one would become familiar to her. Friends the Doctor would give her even after they had long passed their time.

"Well, suppose it's back to old habits. He probably still can't find his way around a kitchen."

Walking towards the kitchen she spotted the man laying on the couch. She hummed softly to herself, missing (for a moment) the silly hat that should have been covering his eyes. Instead it's a fluff of hair which she strolls by and tugs at.

"Still sleep on the first flat surface you find?"
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Re: For 12, Simms! Master, Martha and Jack

[personal profile] captainspain 2017-10-31 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
Jack was loosely dressed in his normal wool pants and a white dress shirt, but no braces or suspenders. He puts a little of his weight on whoever is on his right as he walks feeling the cat in him purr quietly.
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Re: For 12, Simms! Master, Martha and Jack

[personal profile] justwords 2017-10-31 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
"We're quite the little trio aren't we?" Martha commented as she leaned against the doctor tiredly her eyes falling closed as she rested her head on his shoulder. She trusted the doctor to keep her upright. Hell, if she were honest, there was no one else that she trusted more than the two people with her. She felt safe and happy for the first time in a long time.