[It takes her two months to get around to playing the hologram the Tenth Doctor left for her, and even then, she's bawling and has to play it like 20 times before she can handle it. And that's even with holding Trunks' hand through all of it.]

[She can't wear the dog collar herself, though she debates it. Maybe with a cute Rose tag instead? But it's really not her. And it'd be weird...er for Twelve than it already is.]

I'm late on this, but yanno, if anyone needs this. [Plays the hologram through for them, and sucks on a lollipop, something they might recognize that version of the Doctor did a lot of. Always licking something.]

I um... TARDIS... [Deep breath.] He didn't want her be alone. Or me. So. She'll mostly just be open here at Torchwood, because I can't give up my key. I'm mostly still gonna be in the one at the University, with the Professor, but I'm trying not to just... fall back to where I was when I first lost him, 'cause it's different? Even though it still hurts. [Rubs her temples.] But he'd want me to carry on, all that.

Anyway... still accepting people for Torchwood. Scientists, musicians, cooks... whatever.

[Great, she is more a mess THIS time, than LAST time, blimey. But she lost Mirajane and Sarah Jane too, so that's probably why. And maybe part of her still thought he'd come back. Not that he's fully gone, because he's still here, it's so weird. Don't ask.]

Blimey, this is daft. Let's just talk about something fun instead, all right?

[Even though she takes down the framed mugshot and news article about them on the carousel, and grabs the dog collar, just sealing off the bedroom so it is no more.] I always used music to keep track of what universe and timeline I was in. You'd be amazed what changes, or what sticks, yeah? So everyone tell me your favorite song, okay?

Doctor, I'll be home in a bit, making... [Lasagna, cookies, pizza, spaghetti, it's all out.] I dunno, you pick.

I think my favorite song is Audioslave's Doesn't Remind Me. It was the first one I learned on bass here.

Who: The judges, the contestants, and you!
What: The Premiere Music Competition~!
When: July 1st-2nd
Where: Nova City Auditorium

( Baby, Take a Bow )

[Ace is sitting outdoors, the sunshine warm on him, and his mood is very good considering the stress of the day before. And because things went so well, despite what he expected, he thinks it's time to bite the bullet and go for a new tattoo. And maybe a new piercing too.

But it's no fun if he goes alone. Especially when the large parlor he favors actually wants more business.]

So it looks like the tattoo parlor I like gives discounts for groups and parties. Who woulda guessed? So that's where all of you come in. If I get enough people interested, we all benefit. So come on, let's get inked up and then get some booze and food in us. I feel like celebrating today.

Hallo! [Waggles fingers at the screen in a wave.] I'm Rose Tyler and I run Torchwood here, pretty much de facto. Long story. Anyway... We are hiring for just about anything, depending on your interests! But I'm stopping all investigations into the void beyond the barriers, [Holds up a finger.] Unless you want to go back to your own time. Because I've had like... [Mentally counting and holds up her hand.] Five scientists, engineers, best friends, and even lovers, [She might be a touch tipsy to say that last part. Then again, this is the girl who got arrested for sex on a carousel after hours, so maybe not!] all disappear pretty much the second they started their own investigations on it. And maybe it's coincidence. But five? Isn't that a lot? You only need three for a pattern. Bluh. BUT If you DO want to go back to your time, I'll give you all of the Doctors' data that is left behind and the sensors and the analyzers and maybe even your own lab, because I've got like... three now that are doing nothing. It's terrible. I even have a TARDIS of my own?

Yeahhhhhhhhh. So you know. I'm still running the company and all, but I'm taking a mini-half-sort-of-semi-vacation to work more on Uni and bass and band and OH! OH!!! You should all sign up to join the Professor's music contest, okay? It'll be really fun, really great for your image, and you might win a lotta red bills, yeah? No Losing. Okay! See ya around!

[as it opens, he's playing a guitar in a dark space. It might seem a bit like the Void for those who remember, but it's nothing so empty. It is mostly just mood lighting if he'll be honest, though he rarely is if he can help it. He's also playing this, because of course he is]

So...things have gotten a little depressing haven't they? [for him anyway. Really he'd gotten used to being the only himself around. But now with so many of his selves gone-- it feels, well, a little emptier. It feels almost like he should get up and do something. Come out of retirement as it were. But no. What would be the point of that]

Those times happen. When everything seems dark and lonely and slowly going downhill. Nothing much to be done about them but endure.

But an upbeat music competition with a ridiculous cash prize might help, wouldn't it? Genessian something or other. Sensation. Star. Idol. Whatever. I'm not the namer I'm the doer and I'm incredibly bored.

Any takers?

Signers up?

Singers up?

Let me know, babies.

Ciao.

...Which is not Italian for food, just in case you were wondering.

Video

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GOOD AFTERNOON, GENESSIA, IT IS I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS! RUNNING FOR GUARDIAN FOR FAYREN!! IT'S THE MOST LIKE HOME, SO THERE LIE MY GREATEST OF EXPERTISE!! EXCEPT IN FAYREN IT'S MOSTLY HUMANS ON THE INSIDE AND MONSTERS ON THE OUTSIDE. IN THE UNDERGROUND IT WAS BASICALLY THE OPPOSITE!! SO IT'S LIKE THEY'RE COMPLETELY DIFFERENT!!!

ANYWAY, YOU'RE PROBABLY EAGER TO HEAR ALL ABOUT HOW QUALIFIED AND GREAT I AM. WAIT NO MORE!! FIRST OF ALL, I SAVED WINGATE CREEK!! THANKS TO MY BRILLIANT PLAN, EVERYONE FOUND OUT WHERE THE ULTIMATE PORTAL WAS TO PUT STUFF IN, WHICH MAGICALLY MADE THINGS BETTER!! LOOK FORWARD TO MORE GENIUS STRATAGEMS TO SAVE THE WORLD!!

SECONDLY, I'M A MASTER OF PUZZLECRAFT!! WHICH IS GREAT, BECAUSE FAYREN DOESN'T HAVE ANY!! WOWIE, HOW DID THEY LIVE SO LONG WITHOUT THEM??? DON'T THEY KNOW THE INVALUABLE SAFETY BENEFIT THEY PROVIDE?? WHERE I'M FROM, IT'S LOVING TRADITION TO ENCOUNTER SUCH CAPES ON THE DAILY COMMUTE! IT'S TIME FOR THAT MEDIEVAL PLACE TO GET WITH THE TIMES!

THIRDENLY, I DON'T THINK ANYONE'S, UM...FOUND THE MISSING SOULS YET...THAT'S NOT GOOD!! PRETTY SURE YOU NEED THOSE TO LIVE!!! WELL, I WON'T LET THIS PRESSING ISSUE GO ON ANY FURTHER! I PROMISE TO ALWAYS KEEP AN EYESOCKET OPEN FOR THOSE MISSING SOULS, THAT WAY EVERYONE CAN GO BACK TO NORMAL!! I WONDER HOW SO MANY PEOPLE KEEP GOING WITHOUT THEM...

OH, LEST I FORGET! FOURTHENLY, THE KNIGHTS WILL BE NICE AND GOOD AND TREAT EVERYONE FAIRLY!! I HEAR THERE'S SOME FUNNY BUSINESS WITH THE NOBLES AND PREFERENTIAL TREATMENT. WHEN I'M GUARDIAN THE ONLY FUNNY BUSINESS WILL BE JAPES, AND THE PREFERENCE WILL BE FOR PUZZLES FOR EVERYONE. FINALLY, TRUE FAIRNESS!!!

I COULD GO ON WITH MY VERY LONG LIST OF QUALIFICATIONS, BUT I HAVE TO GO CAMPAIGNING IN REAL LIFE!! VOTE FOR THE GREAT PAPYRUS!!! AND AFTER THAT, VISIT TORCHWOOD!!!

[The feed finally cuts, only for Papyrus to...]

Action, all around the world.

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[...Make good on his promise. Papyrus busily asserts himself all across every sixth of Genessia, zooming around as fast as his busy legs will carry him. The jawbone's getting a nice workout too.]

VOTE FOR PAPYRUS!! HAVE A BUTTON! WHERE'S YOUR BABY FOR ME TO KISS? OH, YOU DON'T HAVE ONE? THAT'S OKAY, I'M SURE YOU CAN FIND ONE SOMEWHERE!!

[And that's the routine. Find a stranger, hand them a piece of campaign paraphernalia, tape a flier, shout a self-aggrandizing slogan, and repeat. Who knew politics could be so much fun? and loud]

[Ace is on a mission, absolutely set on finding an answer without harassing Marco about this. Twitterpated isn't a particularly common term, and he doesn't get it at all, it's not something he ever remembers hearing before this week. And it's eating at him, he's frustrated not knowing. He's well aware of his lack of formal education, and a lot of words are lost on him, but he hates feeling like he's stupid because of it.] Okay, so someone help me out here. I tried searching, asking around, and I didn't get any results.

What the hell does twitter painted mean? I guess it has something to do with spring? [Ace sighs.] Look, I couldn't find anything about what birds and paint have to do with anything, so if you? Let me know.

 [It helps to know sometimes that Satou has magical empathy: She can pick up on emotions in a room as if they are her own, and turns that emotional energy into magic. To compensate for a broken sleeping schedule, she often 'recharges' her magic when she's at home... Which is now Fairy Haven... with Aizawa... and also, Mic.

who have the feelings.]

Something's wrong with me...

[have a melancholy, teenage girl sigh.]

Not like, health-wise. Health is fine. Magic is fine. Work is fine. But then I get home and just... Especially when Mr Aizawa and Mr Mic are in a room together....

[She probably meant to mark this as private, but has forgotten. Oops. Sorry to call you men out.]

I feel strange... Like all warm and antsy. Am I afraid of them, or? [lowering her voice to a worried whisper:] Do I have an Electra Complex? What do I do?

Who: Papyrus, his newfound chick (bird), and YOU!
When: Throughout the day
Where: Mostly in Everglade, but open to other cities
Summary: A loud skeleton and his much louder chick practice a monologue. Eardrums hardest hit.

( RIP headphone users )

[Genessia has seen a lot of strange people. Odd hair colors, youthful appearance, strange clothing, and outlandish abilities abound.

But this is an awful lot of pink to see in one place, even if it's attached to an eleven year old girl.

She appears to be standing near the hologram projector, and there are several free-floating screens around her showing feeds from wide-area search drones. It's better than relying on the map pamphlets, and this place quite obviously has both magic and high technology, so she doubts there's going to be an issue with a few tiny pink orbs floating around.

The video feed from her device seems to be a last resort, since she's clearly been doing her best to gather information on her own.]

Um... Excuse me. I know from checking the network that this sort of introductory post is usually frowned upon, but I just have one quick question. I already know there's no one here from my world, but... has anyone here ever heard of the Time-Space Administration Bureau, or Riot Unit Six?

[The dragon-shaped lump on her shoulder nudges her cheek, and she has an 'oh!' moment.] And, um, my name is Caro. Caro Ru Lushe.

[Sabo has been here before. He remembers the strange, somewhat rude awakening, and as soon as he rubs the sleep from his eyes, he moves to stand and stretch, sighing. Why is he here again? There has to be a good reason for this; at least, he truly hopes so, considering the moment he was swept from his own world. The Reverie was about to begin, after all, and he had a purpose there.

Hopefully the rest of the Revolutionary Army will be okay without him.

He fumbles with the device he'd found upon waking, trying to recall exactly how it worked from before. It's not like a Snail, it's a bit more complicated than that, so he finds himself hitting certain buttons without realizing before actually starting a recording. Then, and only then, does he smile and wave into the camera:]

Hello! I'm pretty sure I've been here before, but I know that a lot of you probably won't remember me. So, I'll introduce myself briefly once again. My name is Sabo. I'm going to need work and a place to live... sooner rather than later, obviously.

I have skills in various different fields, but I'd most likely fit well in an office or management setting. Let me know if you have an opening, please.

Who: 10th Doctor + Torchwood employees (Gwen, Rose, Jack, Nikola, Doctor 11, Doctor 6, Kioshi)
What: Papyrus and Darc getting introduced to Torchwood
When: 4/6
Where: Torchwood in Everglade
Warnings:

( Late late for an important date )

[A is for Audio-Visual: Aka: VIDEO!]

Nothing is better than combining adventurous locations with great food, right? Yeah! Which is why we're going to open a food stall for every single subgate through the gates themselves. Apply now at Torchwood for great opportunities! [Poses, making a W with both thumbs and pointers. Because she never did get the hang of her father's slogan and thumbs up wink gun, and anyway, that's his, so she should make her own.] Likewise, we're still hiring for non-human foods! Don't forget, living should be fun! Why just survive, when you can THRIVE?

Completely unrelated, [NO IT IS NOT. NOT EVEN A LITTLE!!!!] does anyone have more open source data on the pendants we all have and their reality orientation properties? Funny thing... my lead scientist on that was close to a breakthrough and [Snaps fingers.] Poof. [SAD SMILE.] I'm sure it's a coincidence.

[B is for Banal:]

[She's doing her best around Torchwood, trying to hide how frustrated she is internally. She knows Fluffy knows. She knows Fluffy is trying to be like her, hiding his exhaustive pain, and only giving her the tidbits she can handle piece by piece, but she, more than ever, misses her parents. And how pathetic is that? Okay, she's gotten USED to missing Pete, here. Which is itself, kind of weird to think about, because initially she'd run away without intending to ever see him ever again. EVER. And now... she would? So what was the big deal? But he wasn't here. And she needed his advice and direction and help here. And her Mum! She could ABSOLUTELY live without seeing her Mum ever again, and she'd told the Doctor so multiple times, even if he always sent Rose back to Jackie for both of their sakes, but it just... weighs on Rose. Reminds her of things she wishes she could say, but when she tries to write them into songs or even just messages in a bottle never sent; nothing happens. It wasn't like her phone reached her Mum in 1/2 of the alternate dimensions via dimension cannon either. Only if Torchwood was beyond fully functional, or the holes were wide. But then, Rose had been on a MISSION. And here... now? What mission did she have now? Keep Fluffy company? Give HIM purpose? What about her? Why had she made Torchwood anyway? It wasn't just for Jack. And it certainly wasn't just for the female Doctor she wasn't even fully sure would exist but...]

[She's quiet around the office for a month. Holding it together... but barely.]

[Making cutbacks on plans. Oh sure, Fluffy and Bowtie and Norm were still the Doctor, so it wasn't like 90% had to be scrapped or anything, but without the female Doctor, all the tinkering was just left there. Rose couldn't even touch it. She certainly couldn't reallocate it or rent it out. Maybe she'd come up with something eventually.]

[The Haunted House gets all forest themed and leprechauns and Bride of Chucky style for Spring at least. For some reason, the horror is cathartic.]

[Between Valentine's Day and March 27th Jack's re-arrival, she can be found not exactly meeting her OWN standards and motto. She's not thriving. She's existing. She hasn't faded to a ghost, but she's vaguely sure she's stone's skip from letting her team down. She's not exactly carrying them, and when Jack, Martha, and the future female Doctor go, she even put in emergency hiatus with the games club for a month. She couldn't fake her head would be in it, much less her heart.]

[C is for Chamomile:]

[The 28th sees a bit of a different Rose, hungover, sure, but back to business with a little more intensity. Maybe Jack wasn't going to re-join TW, but how could she DARE let him down?! He NEVER let her down! Not even once! Not even when she spoilers redacted hidden from all Bad Wolf was here! So of course she wouldn't let him down now! No way!!]

[But saying and believing were still different than following through with action not words. And Rose is wearing a pair of Sonic Sunglasses, and only drinking chamomile tea to soothe her stomach and make sure she doesn't throw up. Sometimes it's not easy being the young normie in a group of ancient immortals, but still trying to be the ADC.]

Knock it off!

[She accidentally snaps in public a little at the Haunted Eatings while waiting for Vaggie.]

[Ugh. Embarrassing. She hopes no one saw that.]

[The view might yaw around slightly, showing the interior of the entrance to the Bay, before it focuses on a handsome fellow with a 500 watr grin and blue eyes like the heart of a heart of a star.]

You'd think someone who's used as many different communication gadgets over so many ages would figure out a new one easily. [Said playfully, even teasingly.]

Hello there, good people of Genessia! Captain Jack Harkness, at yer service, though I've a few questions to ask as I sally forth: Most importantly, does anyone know if man who calls himself the Doctor has been hanging his coat here?

And less importantly, what's the best place to meet folks for a few drinks and maybe a bit more? [Said with his most charming smile.]

[Action for Albus.]

[He sends a message via Patronus. The Phoenix seems extra proud, preening and displaying his ghostly feathers as if he is in the midst of...a mating dance?]

Albus, meet me in Fayren forest at our last camp site.

[Gellert's voice gives nothing away. At said site, magic has transformed the land. Balls of flame in red, orange and gold line the perimeter and, interestingly, in the center, there is a...nest. A large bird nest.]

[/]

[Gellert is nursing burned hands, but trust him, it is so worthwhile.]

I adore Fayren Forest. There really is nothing like it! [It's a place of dream fulfillment for him, at least.] I need good suggestions for wine. I'm fairly easy to please where alcohol is concerned, but others surely have a more discerning tongue.

(The Docks & Beyond)

(The dark heavy fabric of the North weighs her down and Daenerys pauses more than once in her solitary journey to survey her surroundings. Where in the name of any gods is she? All of this feels like a dream and she glances down, touching the silver dragon broach to remind herself that, yes, she is awake. The metal is cold against her fingertips and her dreams are usually not that intense.

Eventually, she will reach a city. Eventually, she will seek aid. But she is a proud Queen and she is in a foreign land without a friend and without her children.)

Excuse me... (There is nothing she can do but approach strangers and hope they do not kill her on the spot.) Can you tell me the name of this land?

(Video)

(Using the communicator seems...deadly. Dangerous. She has no idea who can see her or what plans they might make. Yet she needs help.)

Have any dragons been seen in the skies? (If her sons are here, she needs to find them.) I am looking for one with black scales and another with green.

(She will keep it at that, her face expressionless. She has lived her life hearing lessons about not giving her enemies emotional or other fodder.)

Who: 10 and Raven (Open to Martha, Jack, Rose, Leela, Six, Gwen, Lucifer, Eleven and Thirteen)
What: Bar shenanigans
When: Happy Hour
Where: Jack's Bar and Karaoke Club
Warnings: Update as needed
Notes:

( A Time Lord steps into a bar and - time keeps looping and there's a never ending happy hour )

[OTA, TARDIS Resident Only, and Invited Guest prompts under the cut!]

( Read more... )

Oi! Who do I sue for Intellectual Property theft, yeah?

Well... okay, I wasn't really gonna do Snowkemon for the Haunted House. It's more like whot... free competition? [POUTS.]

Anyway, the Haunted House in Everglade, all the ghosts are off playing in the snow, and so are half of my scientists, but we're still operational! It's not all about your worst fears or silly gimmicky stuff to make ya laugh! We have morbid Christmas time special goin' on for everyone with a really dark sense o' humor who needs an outlet this time o' year! Even liftin' the vampire restrictions!

And a reminder, we DO have hot - chocolate flavored blood. Um. Separate. Hot, and it's grown plasma on all chocolate. Like a... person that only ate chocolate, but without the diabetes and problems they'd get from it, yeah? And don't worry if that's not your thing! We've got a buncha other flavors so just about anyone can enjoy a meal with their friends, no matter what your restrictions, yeah?

So come on down~!
( Introducing Torchwood to 13 and 6 and vice versa )
[Action OTA: Snow Monsters]

[Rose doesn't have much TIME for playing in the snow, even if it IS the best thing ever and super fun, and WAY better than skiing on Mars -- not that she would know because every time the Doctor tried to take her there he FAILED! -- but she does go out to jog 12's new dire wolf pup: action dresses and ready for combat! In as much as Rose is "allowed" to be combat-ready with the Doctor as her soul mate. She carries her emergency backpack which has been updated to include first aid stuff (ever since 12's explosion in the void) hypothermia hot water bottles and frostbite treatments, a lighter and hairspray, and a bungee cord lasso because damn she could have REALLY used that to not fall into the void, right? Yes. And STONES of course. Though she's not really sure what to do with them.]

Oi! You all right there???