He keeps smiling, "Well, yeah. If you'd prefer to go outside into your untimely death, the door's right there. Though to be honest, I'd rather you didn't do that."
You sigh, your legs swinging as you somehow balance yourself on your perch at the TARDIS console. The machinery next to you bleeps in what almost sounds like sympathy. Somehow the Doctor had managed to get you stranded in the pull of a Black Hole with just enough 'umph' (as he so gracefully put it) to get out after a few hours.
"Surely there's a games room or something in here, considering that it's 'bigger on the inside'." You roll your eyes as you tease the Time Lord. "Or there's got to be a game that the residents of some far off planet like to play. Rock, paper, scissors is so
The girl who was always there but never noticed, except by him; her Doctor; her madman who traveled in the blue box. This is where her story begins.
Where your story begins (Name).
A life in London; simple, quiet,
Ever since you had moved to London, you had utterly lost touch with any and all friends you had previous to the move; and they were what had kept you entertained in your simple yet boring day to day life. Now, there was nothing. You had started a job at a department store recently but it was obvious to people that you despised it. The customers were always rude to you and never seemed to listen when you suggested something simple. Three weeks of this went by before you finally thought of quitting to pursue another career, possibly the one of you dreams. That is until a former employee returned.
You had no idea this blonde woman had once worked here; hell, you knew nothing about this store’s past, other than people freakin
Bringer of Darkness: The police boxes have opened and the clock is ticking! It's time to settle this debate once and for all!
TheMHFan: It's time for a DEATH BATTLE!
City in England, 21 November 2059
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A girl in a gothic dress with twin-tail hair stirred from her position inside the locked house she was in as she heard the sound of an elephantine whine. She had broken in through her dark shadow, very much prepared and awaiting her next victim to consume. If she was going to slay the First Spirit--the origin point of all Spirits--she would need more time than she currently had.
Now, it seemed, she would finally claim it.
Doing her best to keep herself hidden, the girl peered through the window, licking her lips at the sight of the two people near what she saw as a blue box. They didn't just have time to eat. Their time felt...different. Oh, was she going to have fun trying out something new...