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Post by The Fifth Doctor on Jan 14, 2011 17:57:27 GMT -5
"I don't like showing off, usually people tell my stories, so I don't need too really," The Doctor said,
"The Oncoming Storm, that's what the Daleks call me."
The Doctor paused for a minute, and then said,
"This ship is huge, go look through some of those doors, there's a pool here and everything, oh, and if you see a giant blue beetle, come and tell me, it escaped this morning from the terrarium."
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Post by osty1 on Jan 15, 2011 7:50:18 GMT -5
"The Oncoming Storm, like that, I do. Perhaps one day such a name I will have!" Osty still couldn't put the idea of battle glory out of her head. It seemed like such a simple way of getting back into her peoples' good graces. At the talk of the ship being larger she went to the nearest door, opened and peeked around. "Phweeeet!" she whistled in amazement. "This ship! Huge it is! And still no battleship? Your crew, where are they?"
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Post by The Fifth Doctor on Jan 15, 2011 17:27:06 GMT -5
"They're relaxing, taking a break, I wouldn't call them a crew exactly, more like, companions, I think it's about time we picked them up ey?" The Doctor said, walking over to the console, and flicking a few switches, and pressing a few buttons.
((Tegan!))
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Post by canzetyote on Feb 20, 2015 0:08:11 GMT -5
"Oh," Osty took the glass then looked down at the floor ashamed. "Wanted to see if I could fly a ship, took many lessons in classroom but boring they are! So many times to watch film, use fake control boards, write numbers in notebooks. Why not just do? So.......snuck out, did I. Saw one craft at end of spacelock, all alone. No guard, no-one. So took it, I did." She gulped the water down and sighed. "Just a short trip I wanted. Then return and no-one the wiser I thought. But ship was strange, not the same as in class." She sighed again. "Big trouble I am in now, yes? Take me back home, to authorities now will you. Be arrested now, because stole ship. Ship now gone, cannot pay. No career in space for me. Work only in low jobs." A tear began to trickle down her muzzle. Awww....poor Osty. Anyway, I have a few questions regarding her and I would love it if she could reply back: 1. When Osty was crying, did her tear specifically trickle: A: Down the bridge of her muzzle and onto the tip of her nose as she hangs her head or B: Down the side of her muzzle diagonally, past her lips and onto her lower jaw 2. Exactly how would Osty react and what would she say to me if I hugged her and licked that tear trickling down her muzzle with my tongue? Because every time I read that part, I fantasize licking Osty's tear from her muzzle. 3. Dumb question but how salty would Osty's tear taste on my tongue if I licked it directly off her muzzle? 4. Exactly how warm was the tear trickling down Osty's muzzle: A: Freezing ice cold B: Cold C: Warm D: Hot E: Scalding hot |
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