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dizzy_land2006-11-03 04:46 pm
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Rose Tyler's App
Rose opened the door of the TARDIS stepped onto the paved ground and looked around. She turned back.
“Doctor-“ She stopped. The TARDIS was gone leaving behind…well…nothing. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. A pretty big grey space of it, actually.
Mickey coughs theatrically. "'What is your name?'"
Rose spun round at the noise to see a large, cartoon mouse standing behind her. She blinked. Closed her eyes for a few seconds, opened them, blinked again. Mickey Mouse was still there. Maybe those magenta-coloured chips hadn’t been such a good idea. Oh, the Doctor had said they were alright…but wasn’t that usually the problem? She remembered that the mouse had asked her a question.
“Erm…Rose. Rose Tyler. You haven’t seen a big blue box anywhere have you?”
"What is your quest?" asks the Cat. It's perched, suddenly, on the roof of one of the gate-stiles.
She stared at the cat. It looked vaguely familiar, and nothing like the cat in the Disney film. At least this one wasn’t purple and pink. She reverted to her famous goldfish impression before answering.
“Am I meant to have a quest? Am I missing something? Is this the sorta place where people have quest? Sorry…erm…have you seen a big blue box?”
"'What is the average w..?'" Mickey frowns down at the notebook. "You know, I don't really see why that's important." He flips a page. "'If you could be granted three wishes, what would they be?'"
After the cat just grinned at her Rose came to the conclusion that nobody had seen the TARDIS, or that they were all trying to hide something. After hanging round the Doctor for a while you began to suspect these things.
“Don’t you need to be a genie to grant wishes?” Rose asked, but having thought about it, nothing seemed to make sense here, so that probably wouldn’t either.
"Or," the Cat says, examining its tail with interest, "if you were a genie and someone you were trying to give three wishes to was trying to trick you into giving him more, what would you say?"
“Erm…bog off mate?”
Mickey looks rather nonplused at the next, but reads, "'When the revolution comes, what skills will you be able to barter for food?'"
“Revolution? Which one? Is it soon?” She asked hopefully. Revolutions usually meant that the Doctor was around somewhere.
The Cat rolls its eyes in a friendly (and rather disconcertingly out-of-sync) way, and asks, "Milk, dark, or white chocolate?"
“Erm…milk?” Rose still wasn’t sure why these…people…were asking her questions. The Doctor would probably know. Or Jack might.
"'Choose the two coolest: robots, pirates, fairies, bears, ninjas, monkeys, vampires, or humans,'" says Mickey, giggling a bit as he goes through the list. "'Explain.'"
“ I would have said fairies, but we met some…same for vampires…and ninjas…and bears…and robots. So I’ll go for…pirates - Johnny Depp is so hot! - and humans, because they can’t pull your arms off without trying hard.”
"Great!" Mickey flips through the blank pages of the notebook at top, cartoon-y speed. "Well, I think that's just about it! Oh, and I'm supposed to ask, 'for your safety: are you carrying anything sharp?'"
“Erm…” Rose gave him a blank look. Did she look like she had a knife hidden in her boot? That was more Jack’s thing.
(( Rose Tyler is a companion for the new series of Doctor Who. This particular version of her has just been dragged from just after the episode 'The Doctor Dances' and just before 'Bad Wolf'. In other words, she's fairly clueless.))
“Doctor-“ She stopped. The TARDIS was gone leaving behind…well…nothing. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. A pretty big grey space of it, actually.
Mickey coughs theatrically. "'What is your name?'"
Rose spun round at the noise to see a large, cartoon mouse standing behind her. She blinked. Closed her eyes for a few seconds, opened them, blinked again. Mickey Mouse was still there. Maybe those magenta-coloured chips hadn’t been such a good idea. Oh, the Doctor had said they were alright…but wasn’t that usually the problem? She remembered that the mouse had asked her a question.
“Erm…Rose. Rose Tyler. You haven’t seen a big blue box anywhere have you?”
"What is your quest?" asks the Cat. It's perched, suddenly, on the roof of one of the gate-stiles.
She stared at the cat. It looked vaguely familiar, and nothing like the cat in the Disney film. At least this one wasn’t purple and pink. She reverted to her famous goldfish impression before answering.
“Am I meant to have a quest? Am I missing something? Is this the sorta place where people have quest? Sorry…erm…have you seen a big blue box?”
"'What is the average w..?'" Mickey frowns down at the notebook. "You know, I don't really see why that's important." He flips a page. "'If you could be granted three wishes, what would they be?'"
After the cat just grinned at her Rose came to the conclusion that nobody had seen the TARDIS, or that they were all trying to hide something. After hanging round the Doctor for a while you began to suspect these things.
“Don’t you need to be a genie to grant wishes?” Rose asked, but having thought about it, nothing seemed to make sense here, so that probably wouldn’t either.
"Or," the Cat says, examining its tail with interest, "if you were a genie and someone you were trying to give three wishes to was trying to trick you into giving him more, what would you say?"
“Erm…bog off mate?”
Mickey looks rather nonplused at the next, but reads, "'When the revolution comes, what skills will you be able to barter for food?'"
“Revolution? Which one? Is it soon?” She asked hopefully. Revolutions usually meant that the Doctor was around somewhere.
The Cat rolls its eyes in a friendly (and rather disconcertingly out-of-sync) way, and asks, "Milk, dark, or white chocolate?"
“Erm…milk?” Rose still wasn’t sure why these…people…were asking her questions. The Doctor would probably know. Or Jack might.
"'Choose the two coolest: robots, pirates, fairies, bears, ninjas, monkeys, vampires, or humans,'" says Mickey, giggling a bit as he goes through the list. "'Explain.'"
“ I would have said fairies, but we met some…same for vampires…and ninjas…and bears…and robots. So I’ll go for…pirates - Johnny Depp is so hot! - and humans, because they can’t pull your arms off without trying hard.”
"Great!" Mickey flips through the blank pages of the notebook at top, cartoon-y speed. "Well, I think that's just about it! Oh, and I'm supposed to ask, 'for your safety: are you carrying anything sharp?'"
“Erm…” Rose gave him a blank look. Did she look like she had a knife hidden in her boot? That was more Jack’s thing.
(( Rose Tyler is a companion for the new series of Doctor Who. This particular version of her has just been dragged from just after the episode 'The Doctor Dances' and just before 'Bad Wolf'. In other words, she's fairly clueless.))
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She shook the proffered hand anyway.
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He shrugged. "And I think I'm the only one who'd admit I was obnoxious."
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"Oh, I'm used to people being obnoxious. I've lived with some very obnoxious people. None of them ever warned me that they're obnoxious right after their name before though."
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"Yeah, you're right...none of them did. Although it wasn't me who was kicking their asses." She added hastily, not wanting to seem violent in this new place.