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Hello !

Fancy this a little starter call.

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    lucifer sentence starters     episode 4 - 6.

you broke into my house?

you were taking forever in the shower.

are you sleeping with this idiot?

never been thrown out of anywhere before in my life.

something very disturbing’s just happened. it’s horrific, really. for the second time, i’ve been thrown out of a woman’s house.

i mean, i appeal to the virile urge in all wo/men.

you need to go undercover, because you’re our best way in.

why is she able to refuse my charms?

people don’t have power over us. we give it to them. you have to take your power back.

i need to take back control. i need to behave like i always have.

i mean, it seems obvious now, actually - i need to have sex with her.

are you gonna help me or not?

you’re quite adorable when you’re flustered.

i’m not flustered, i’m nauseous.

okay, look. let me make myself perfectly clear: i will never, ever, ever sleep with you.

playing hard to get? i like it.

wow. you’ve never been rejected by a woman, have you?

the odds are definitely in your favour out there - probably not batting for the same team, but you never know. go forth and conquer. i know you want to.

i promise, if anyone here hurt your sibling, i’ll find them. and i’ll punish them.

if you weren’t so pent-up sexually, we’d be firing on all cylinders, i’d say.

i certainly don’t need any help getting wo/men into bed.

do you honestly think you can just ask people to have sex with you and they will?

you forget. i love pain.

men - they always want to talk!

we can get him/her back to where s/he belongs, if you could just provide me with a weak spot.

seriously, darling. are you well? the berries are ripe and ready to be harvested - i mean, look at me.

don’t. please.

if i get an STD from this thing, i’m gonna kill you.

is there anyone you suspect that might do this to you?

do not shush me.

a deal’s a deal - especially one with the devil.

i do believe there’s good and evil and right and wrong.

does it scare you?

i mean, how could i be scared of something i don’t believe in?

do i scare you?

either way, he’s going to get someone killed. probably himself.

this love thing makes you all quite stupid, doesn’t it?

just hand over the cash, and no one gets hurt.

i believe that’s a fair request, actually, so just pop her around and the money’s yours.

greedy little jackal, aren’t you?

what is it about you and guns, eh?

what’s up, jackass?

hell truly hath no fury like a woman scorned.

i happen to be an expert on punishment, and i’m not sure it fits the crime here.

chlamydia, the clap, a raging case of crabs - that’s what you deserve. not death.

why do humans think they can rectify one evil with another?

why does everyone say that before they’re punished?

come on, shoot me.

son of a bitch, that really hurts!

i don’t bleed!

i don’t lie. but i don’t always tell the whole truth.

can’t sleep when you’re not home.

the models don’t appear to be wearing any clothes.

you were shot and you bled. no sharp objects until we find out why.

the danger of getting hurt is positively thrilling.

now come on, tell me your most dangerous desire.

we need to get out of here now.

i am dreamy, but try to contain yourself.

i got a taste of danger, and i want more.

that whackjob’s gonna totally get me killed.

tomato, tom-ah-to.

see, that’s why we make such great partners - the ‘he said, she said’ of it all.

when do i get my own gun?

i wouldn’t trust you with my kid’s lightsaber.

if i’m gonna be forced to work with you again, i call the shots.

bloody hell! that hurt! do it again.

you know, i’m quite skilled in restraints.

let me guess, you did him a favour.

i process tragedy through my work.

that favour you owe me… i’m calling in my IOU.

i was trying to prevent more death.

well, aren’t we the little saint?

you are the oldest young person i’ve ever met.

i’m not gonna drink at a bar where everyone hates me.

did you ever consider that they hate you for that very reason?

well, somebody’s not being crowned homecoming queen, are they?

surely you’ve heard the expression ‘deal with the devil’…?

people come to me to ask for favours and more often than not, i’m happy to oblige.

i don’t need your sympathy, but thank you.

firstly, let me state that i’m in no way standing up for my associate, but on behalf of myself, and only myself, i think you’re a complete sack of arse.

sadly, the only thing broken was that incontinent troll’s nose.

if i’m not going to look out for you, who will? hm?

maybe next time, i won’t be around to save your ass.

you and my backside used to get on well.

is it my thanks you want, or a kiss?

i don’t do favours for guys like you.

what is it with the men in my life?

act like a child, get treated like a child.

witnesses said they heard you making threats at the door.

no wonder he can’t get it up.

so you’re just gonna sit around and wait for revenge? that’s rather lazy.

i was promised a gang war, and instead, i get a crybaby. this is boring.

you know, they really don’t make bad guys like they used to.

after five years behind bars, a brothel would be my go-to.

i can’t be held responsible for what happens after i give someone a favour.

if there’s one thing the devil knows, it’s that people need to take responsibility for their own bad behaviour.

enough danger for you yet?

you do remember that bullets hurt, right?

you had your hero moment. stay down, or you’re gonna get shot.

ass saved. you’re welcome.

you’re addicted to creating chaos and seeing where the chips fall, to hell with the consequences.

you’re having another one of those ‘gut feelings’, aren’t you?

you’ve already wasted so much of your life.

oh, well the good news is that whilst all dogs go to heaven, you’d be surprised how many pigs are waiting for you in hell.

you were never as good as me.

keep your enemies close, right?

who gave that order?

if you come clean now, i’ll go easy on you.

if you really want to do something, you should.

shall we move the party upstairs?

so what unpleasantness felled this heap of unrealised ambition then?

let’s pretend for one second that you’re someone else - someone nice. someone mature.

i mean, getting murdered is probably the most exciting thing that ever happened to him.

i gave up an epic foursome to be here.

call me when you’ve got a murder with a pulse - or at least someone good-looking.

i was hoping for a good shag just as a palate cleanser to wipe the foul taste of boredom from my mouth.

i need your help like i need a third boob.

- knew that was a mistake the moment it came out of my mouth.

i’ll have two tropic wonders and your face smashed into the ground.

i believe they call this interrogating!

we were like fish and chips - salt and pepper - hipsters and condescension!

if we’re gonna work together on this, you’re gonna have to trust me.

nobody steals from me and gets away with it.

he’s not gonna change.

i thought you said lying was a bad thing.

you’re not from around here, are you?

you can’t just smash two people together like barbies and think that that’s gonna fix things.

pardon the intrusion, you village people rejects, but one of you has stolen something that belongs to me.

please identify yourself, so i can punish you accordingly.

i thought we were past you thinking you’re invincible?

a few bad apples shouldn’t paint us all in a bad light, now should it?

you like being considered a criminal, don’t you?

he’s hiding something. we need to force it out of him.

i’ve sat in a parked car and not had sex.

have i done something to offend you?

ooh, whip out the cuffs then.

why shy away from a little bondage fun?

despite all your weirdness, i actually really like working with you.

i have never lied to you. and i will never lie to you.

been a while since i had a good hunt.

you’d never lie to me, right?

stick within the limits of your intellectual capacity.

why do they blame me for all their little failings?!

don’t call me that, please!

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xidoctor‌:

            “  seven  suns  !  ”        he  parrots,  grinning  fanatically  .  he  messes  about  with  a  few  buttons  on  the  console  before  twisting  his  body  to  face  rory  again,  relieved  to  see  the  EXCITEMENT  on  his  face  .  their  last  couple  trips  have  managed  to  avoid  danger  due  to  the  doctor  carefully  planning  their  every  move  .  as  much  as  he  enjoys  the  adrenaline  &  the  running,  he  wants  to  basically  give  the  roman  a  vacation  .        “  great  !  ”        he  bounds  over,  giving  the  chair  he’s  sitting  in  another  spin  .        “  do  i  change,  rory  ?  ever  ?  do  i  ever,  ever  change  ?  NO  .  well,  not  really  .  ”

He’s noticed a rather strange lack of danger over the last few trips. Seeing as his first few trips were full of strange vampires and danger lurking around every corner, the uneventful trips are something he honestly didn’t think were possible. He’s having a hard time deciding whether he’s relieved, or whether he misses the adrenaline pumping through his veins. The second spin makes him laugh, the sound falling out of his mouth easily as he watches his friend. “ How would I know ! Maybe you have multiple copies of the same outfit. “

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xidoctor‌:

            he’d  be  lying  if  he  said  he  didn’t  feel  a  slight  temptation  here  or  there  to  slip  out  for  a  quick  trip,  but  he  doesn’t  .  not  this  time  .  &  the  things  that’s  holding  him  back,  well,  the  people  that’s  holding  him  back  —        “  a  LIGHTING  GUY  .  there’s  a  light  inside  the  fridge,  turns  OFF  when  the  door  is  closed,  turns  ON  when  you  open  it  .  i  love  that  .  did  he  ever  muck  about  with  that  ?  ”        —  he  doesn’t  want  to  lose  them  .  this  is  precious  to  him  ;  conversations  about  lighting,  tournaments  on  the  wii,  complaints  about  the  shop  down  the  street  .  it’s  all  so  ..  human  .  he  pops  his  head  out  from  the  innards  of  the  fridge,  expression  pouty  .        “  oi,  it’s  a  very  upsetting  pipe  !  ”

In a way he supposes he has no proof that the Doctor hasn’t been slipping out for the occasional trip. Well, no proof except for the fact that as far as he’s aware, the Doctor very rarely gets the timing right. Now if his friend randomly disappeared for a few days, that would be obvious. Mostly however, mostly he knows the Doctor won’t leave because he said he wouldn’t, and he would trust the Doctor with his l i f e. He has trusted the Doctor with his life. “ Not really? Not to tinker with, just to fix. ” There’s another laugh once he sees his friends pout, moving to sit on the Doctors level. “ Let me see your hand. ”

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easternblade‌:

Since the Garden of Eden, Aziraphale has been BOUND to the earth.  Celestial beings, such as himself, did not wither with sickness, wrinkle with age, nor fear the INEVITABILITY of death.  He endured through millennia, changing so little it would be almost IMPERCEPTIBLE if one did not jump directly from the beginning to the end ( exchanging airy robes for tailored waistcoats ).  Eternity was his lifespan, and these days he TENDED not to dwell on it.  

Of course, should someone DIRECTLY address the topic, it becomes far more DIFFICULT to ignore.  

Surprise READS on his face like an open book, brows raised and eyes wide.  As he STRUGGLES to process the words, his gaze carefully studies the man before him.  There was no immediate RECOLLECTION of this stranger in the his mind.  But, permitted a moment, he manages to make the connection, and it HONESTLY leaves him a bit dumbfounded.  “Yes, I do – I do believe you have.”  There’s a brief pause as he FLOUNDERS for an explanation.    

“Might I be so bold in presuming that you aren’t exactly – well – human?”

Plastic shoulders relax in r e l i e f, as the man in front of him didn’t immediately call him crazy. As much as his memory is deeply improved, it certainly isn’t foolproof. He’s not exactly keen on the idea of running up to a normal human and shouting that he’s seen them a century or so ago. He does need to keep somewhat of a low profile after all, although the ongoing myth of the “ last centurion “ does make that a bit hard after a while.

“ Yeah. Not. Not exactly. ”

He takes a moment, making sure that no one is near them to freak out at what he’s about to do. Not that there likely would be, it’s a rather abandoned corner of London, and rather late at that. Having confirmed the absence of anyone but him and his new acquaintance he raises his hand, plastic top raising up to reveal the gun underneath, pointed towards the ground so not to be unintentionally threatening.

“ I think the Doctor said I was a nestene duplicate. Basically I’m um. Plastic. ”

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*  JOHN  MULANEY ;  KID  GORGEOUS  AT  RADIO  CITY .

❛  this is so much nicer than what i’m about to do.  ❜ ❛  it’s really… it’s really tragic.  ❜ ❛  what a historic and beautiful and deeply haunted establishment.  ❜ ❛  i keep walking through cold spots.  ❜ ❛  i wonder who that used to be!  ❜ ❛  that’s where we are conversation-wise in our relationship.  ❜ ❛  well, here goes nothing - you ever seen a ghost?  ❜ ❛  you ever seen a ghost?  ❜ ❛  — which is the BEST answer.  ❜ ❛  say more right now!  ❜ ❛  LET’S CHANGE THE SUBJECT!  ❜ ❛  this is a weird topic.  ❜ ❛  none of us truly know our fathers.  ❜ ❛  that’s just the setup to my story, so forget about that poor son of a bitch.  ❜ ❛  and where were you?  ❜ ❛  so you saw what happened and you did nothing?  ❜ ❛  let me ask you this - in nazi germany…  ❜ ❛  just explain to me this - how are you BETTER than a nazi?  ❜ ❛  when he was holding back the gay part, he did some of his best work.  ❜ ❛  we don’t have time to unpack ALL of that.  ❜ ❛  what would leonard bernstein do?  ❜ ❛  tell him we’re here!  ❜ ❛  this is the closest we get in adult life to assemble.  ❜ ❛  you bought tickets, you knew this was coming.  ❜ ❛  i guess they’re finally gonna kill us all.  ❜ ❛  we are pretty big assholes.  ❜ ❛  i used to smoke crack.  ❜ ❛  freebasing is the greatest orgasm known to man.  ❜ ❛  sit up straight! show some respect!  ❜ ❛  i want to talk about what happened yesterday.  ❜ ❛  oh, you mean like - having friends?  ❜ ❛  — and they may just have to kill you over it!  ❜ ❛  none of that matters, but it’s important to me that you know that.  ❜ ❛  that was the general tone.  ❜ ❛  you remember the scourge of muggings when you were in second and third grade?  ❜ ❛  this was at NINE in the MORNING.  ❜ ❛  now i’ve thrown him off his rhythm!  ❜ ❛  a phone book doesn’t leave bruises!  ❜ ❛  i’m still terrified of secondary locations.  ❜ ❛  if i’m at a place, i never wanna go to another place.  ❜ ❛  i thought i’d be dead in a truck with my hand hanging out of the taillight by now.  ❜ ❛  GIVE US SOME MONEY.  ❜ ❛  WE WANT A GIFT. BUT ONLY IF IT’S MONEY.  ❜ ❛  what kind of a cokehead relative? you SPENT IT already?  ❜ ❛  i gave you more money than the civil war cost and you fucking spent it already?  ❜ ❛  if you’re an adult still giving money to your college, college is a $120,000 hooker, and you are an idiot who fell in love with her. she’s not going to do anything else for you.  ❜ ❛  hey, it’s been a while since you’ve given us money!  ❜ ❛  because you should be concerned!  ❜ ❛  hey, do you want me to kill that guy for you? ‘cause it sounds like he sucks, and i’ll totally kill that guy for you.  ❜ ❛  i’m in a new phase right before ‘old’ called gross.  ❜ ❛  but only you know where the bathroom is.  ❜ ❛  i smell a robot. prove - prove, prove. prove to me you’re not a rOBOT.  ❜ ❛  look at these curvy letters! much curvier than most letters, wouldn’t you say?  ❜ ❛  is it an E, or is it a 3? that’s up to ye!  ❜ ❛  but now it’s time for the robot test!  ❜ ❛  fuckiNG WH A T?  ❜ ❛  think about that for 2 minutes and tell me you don’t want to walk into the ocean.  ❜ ❛  thank you for clapping for my political gazebo material. i’m very brave.  ❜ ❛  everyone everywhere is super mad about everything all the time.  ❜ ❛  things are getting pretty sticky.  ❜ ❛  it’s like there’s a horse… loose in a hospital.  ❜ ❛  i think everything’s eventually going to be okay, but i have no idea what’s going to happen next.  ❜ ❛  get out of here with that SHIT.  ❜ ❛  WE’RE WELL PAST THAT.  ❜ ❛  i dare you to do it. i want you to do it.  ❜ ❛  i don’t remember that in hamilton.  ❜ ❛  it’s tomorrow now.  ❜ ❛  just because you’re accurate does not mean you’re interesting.  ❜ ❛  you might think that’s an ignorant answer, but it’s not. it’s a great answer.  ❜ ❛  i don’t care for these new nazis, and you may quote me on that.  ❜ ❛  i know all that, how do YOU know all that?  ❜ ❛  i’m allowed to make fun of ___. i asked them, and they said yes.  ❜ ❛  the bread of bread is bread. bread is god is bread.  ❜ ❛  it’s just… dads, singing SO loud.  ❜ ❛  GOD CAN’T HEAR YOU.  ❜

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What kind of relationship does your muse want with mine?

❤️ romantic 💛 platonic 💙 family 💜 mentor/mentee 💞 friends with benefits 💕 unrequited love [specify who] 💚 rivals 🖤 enemies

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OOC:

This might be a little early for this, but I’ll be taking a few days off. I’m in Austin to visit a good friend of mine and I don’t have my laptop.

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It isn’t the first time he’s heard the comment, nor does he imagine it will be the least. Nevertheless, the more centuries go by the more he’s hopeful that this will finally be the time it fades out. That hope has been sufficiently dashed. “ No, no, not-not like that? It’s um. Complicated. Immortal Roman. Protecting a box. ” Not that he’s exactly immortal, but going into details sounds a bit exhausting at the moment.

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Maybe the guy was going to a fancy dress party, or coming from one. That was the only thing Crowley could imagine that would make sense for him to be dressed the way he was. “Didja get lost? Rome’s that way,” he said, lifting a hand to point vaguely south. “Er, that way.” Hand shifted just a bit- that should be southeast.

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with all the posts that are floating around just a general psa for my partners

i will always do a platonic pair — even family 

i will ALWAYS take your females

i want your muses of color 

i will do aus that are canon (and not) 

aus that don’t involve romance 

i am okay with you losing muse for a thread

i want multiple threads even with the same muse 

tag me in posts 

i am OPEN and honest so just slide in my messages even if you’re just having a bad day

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xidoctor‌:

            after  taking  the  wrench,  there  was  a  slight  clicking  noise  as  he  tried  loosening  something,  a  grumble  under  his  breath  when  it  wouldn’t  budge,  &  then  a  clang  when  he  HIT  IT  in  frustration  .  the  pipe  groaned  .        “  really  ?  what  sorts  of  things  did  he  get  into  ?  ”        he  abandons  the  torque  wrench  on  the  floor  beside  him,  clumsily  working  on  the  bolt  &  its  components  with  his  fingers  .        “  he  didn’t  happen  to  be  the  one  to,  ”        he  grunts,        “  tighten  this  BOLT  .  i  SWEAR  on  ALL  that’s  — ”        bare  hands  hit  the  pipe  this  time  .        “OW  !  ”

There’s a quiet amused laugh, face sinking into a familiar expression of fondness as he watches his son-in-law get frustrated at their all too human fridge. He’s not sure how much longer his friend can last, how much longer he can attempt to adjust to the slow paced human life before he just explodes. “ Actually no, he’s more of a lighting guy. If a lightbub seemed even a little dull, he’d be up there in the middle of the night replacing it. Either that or he’d be messing around in the garden. ” The exclamation of pain surprises a small laugh out of him, placing the mug down next to him so he doesn’t spill in his laughter. “ You sure told that pipe Doctor. ”

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xidoctor‌:

            “  where  to  today  indeed  !  ”        fake  smile  is  forced  upon  face  .  how  long  as  it  been  since  they  were  underground  ?  since  amy  was  —  he  shakes  the  thoughts  from  his  head  .  focus  on  rory,  focus  on  rory  .        “  how  about  the  planet  of  herunia  ?  it  has  seven  suns  that  all  set  at  once  &  if  you  manage  to  get  to  the  right  vantage  point,  you  can  every  last  one  of  them  !  ”        ever  since  the  loss  of  their  friend,  he’s  been  doing  everything  he  can  to  CHEER  HIM  UP,  that  little  unspoken  sadness  inside  him,  that  sadness that  he  doesn’t  understand  or  even  know  is  there  .        “  or  do  you  have  another  idea  ?  anything  that  tickles  your  fancy  ?  ”

Eyes light up at the thought of another unknown planet, making his way down the stairs to plop in the chair near the console. Any thoughts regarding the strange sadness he wakes up with every morning disappear, mind solely focused on the idea of another adventure. “ Seven suns?” He tilts his head for a moment, trying to imagine the idea of seven suns in the sky at once. He and Amy used to love sunsets, one of their first dates was a sunset picnic. “ I would love to see seven suns set at once. ” He spins the chair around once, before stopping so that he’s facing the Doctor. “ Should I change? Is it hot? That seems like a lot of suns. ”

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ineffablemum‌:

     “You really love her?” 

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There’s no need for him to question her meaning, to ask any kind of clarifying question. There is only one woman he could ever love, always has been. “ Of course I do. ” He smiles a little, thoughts drifting to his wife for just a moment. “ More than anything in the world. ”

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theresastargirl‌:

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“Dad, did one of your companions try to borrow my clothes again? I’m missing one of my cardigans and I don’t have time to look through the whole TARDIS for it. Have you seen if any of them have…” Ophelia stopped her rambling as she came up to the console, surprised not to find her father, but someone else there. “Sorry… you’re not the man I was looking for.” 

“ Yeah no I kind of figured. Unless I have a second daughter I don’t know about. Which...actually considering the way my life goes I wouldn’t be surprised about. ” Head is buried under the console, attempting to use his very limited knowledge of how the TARDIS works to fix something the Doctor had labeled “timey-wimey issues”. There are some things Rory will never quite understand, and the Doctors way of labelling is most certainly one of them. “ Sorry just-give me a moment. I’m afraid that if I leave this alone now we’ll explode or something. ”

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DEAD LIKE ME SENTENCE STARTERS

“I excel at not giving a shit.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, you’re not that interesting.”

“Sir / Ma’am, I’m gonna say this as politely as possible…I will fuck you up.”

“I just wanted to save her.”

“You can’t save any of them.”

“I’ve never seen such violence over such small potatoes.”

“I’m gonna kill that fucking baby.”

“Who’s been making grilled cheese sandwiches with the defibrillator paddles?”

“Now you made me mad! Now we can never be friends!”

“You’re a constipator, [name]. You disturb my shit and that’s annoying.”

“If Romeo had just masturbated a couple times a week he could have saved both those nice families a whole heap of trouble.”

“If I see someone running, I just assume they’re a loser.”

“I like knowing that the space between my ears is immeasurable.”

“I do not say this phrase lightly in this hallowed place: This is fucking inedible.”

“Call me a ‘little thing’ again and I’ll put this fucking dart right between your twinkling eyes.”

“Oh [name], this is nothing. You should have seen the tattoos I’ve had to have removed.”

“I don’t wanna fit in. I just don’t wanna stand out.”

“Human beings are simple, predictable clichés.”

“Speakin’ of death, let’s get to work.”

“Sometimes off-color language is the best way to convey an idea.”

“I’d bore myself to death if I weren’t already dead.”

“Ah, fuck that shit. They can blow me.”

“You gotta think about all things you like, and decide whether they’re worth sticking around for.”

“I am sorry for your loss. The things in life you won’t do, the people you won’t know and who won’t know you. But there’s this life, where you are loved.”

“You are so beautiful; and I love you. I just don’t like you anymore.”

“I don’t feel safe anywhere.”

“I’ve been having a fuck of a time lately, [name]. Just a world of pain.”

“Do you ever wake up in the morning and realize that your life is meaningless?”

“I was born to be a rock star, if I could sing.”

“I’ve been in crack houses with more style.”

“The first blow to the head was self defense. The other three blows after that were probably a little murderous.”

“You don’t mess with fate.”

“People die when they are meant to die. There’s no discussion, no negotiation, no wiggle room. Life’s done, it’s done.”

“Life’s too short, and death is too long.”

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@easternblade

One of the stranger things about being plastic, aside from the lack of a need to eat, drink, sleep, or really any of the things that humans generally need to do to survive, is that his memory has improved greatly since being brought back into the world. He sees so many faces over the centuries, that one would imagine they would blend together. In certain circumstances they do, faces he sees only in passing, unaware that he’s watching them as he hides the Pandorica. This face though, this pleasantly smiling British face, he’s seen m u l t i p l e times over the centuries, and still in the same clothes. 

It isn’t as though this is the first time something along the lines had happened. After all, he got into this mess because of a time traveling alien in a bowtie. Still, he is more than a little bit desperate for conversation, and he might have better luck with someone who doesn’t appear to be any more mortal than he is. 

“ Excuse me? I’m sorry, but I’ve seen your face before? A-uh-a few hundred years ago? ”

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@xidoctor

It never stops being a thrill really. Each day, coming down the TARDIS stairs to see the Doctor. His Doctor. His i m a g i n a r y friend the Doctor, the reason Rory never managed to make a friend last for very long. His very real Doctor, who came back for him. The excitement is almost enough to erase the consistent feeling in Rorys head that he’s missing something, something important. It’s the same feeling he used to get at school, and then an hour later he’d remember that he’d forgotten his essay at home. He’s much too grown up to forget essays however, and it can’t be that important or the Doctor would’ve reminded him of it.

“ Where to today then? ”