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una-harlequin.livejournal.com

[Without prelude, Ella Fitzgerald's version of "Begin the Beguine" plays.]

Good afternoon, everyone. This is Una Persson with [pause] a rather scant handful of song requests, so I'll be filling up the show with ... well, whatever strikes my fancy, I expect. As always, if there is something that you want to hear, call me at the station, and I'll do my best.

( Stumblin' into the heart of Saturday night )

Current Mood: cheerful

markoftherani

((Closed to the Rani, the Master, and T-Rex.))

It was another irritatingly pleasant afternoon, and the Rani was going from place to place in the park to scavenge what parts she felt had even a vague chance of doing her any good in her repair work.

( Read more... )

She should have known better than to expect anything to go according to plan for very long.

Current Mood: busy

mickey-cops.livejournal.com

The music, mercifully, didn't start until an hour after dawn, and it was at around elevator music-volume and fairly ignorable until you started noticing what a bizarre jumble of songs from throughout recording history it was. As a matter of fact, it rather sounded as though forces with very little taste of their own had just cued up a random mix of anything labeled "love song," however appropriate or inappropriate, and had done with it. And then locked the door of the radio room behind them.

The decorations, however, had gone up at midnight, and if you'd been awake you might have seen them go up - strings of white and red heart-shaped lights unrolling and flinging themselves from place to place, great bunches of foil heart balloons tied here and there, vases of long-stemmed roses gently set down everywhere.

The shops were filled with formal wear; the restaurants, empty and attended alike, were lit with candles. All the water rides in the park gained little banners above their entrances reading "Tunnel of Love," and the characters within seemed to be doing a lot more offering of flowers and chocolates to each other than usual. (It was hard to say whether this was more disturbing from the pirates or from B'rer Rabbit and B'rer Fox.)

And every person in the park, whenever they woke up, found by their pillow a little pile of valentines, personalized just for them to send out, and a helpful list of all the people they might want to ask to be theirs. In other words, everyone. Oh, and a box of candy hearts, also personalized with adorable mottos.

Welcome to the most romantic place on Earth. Or...somewhere.

((Mushy songs to be posted here, OOCly and to your heart's content. Also feel free to comment here about your character's valentines and their reaction thereunto, or if you wish, to start a new post for those purposes. The lock's just a mundane deadbolt, so if your character gets fed up and decides to break it/pick it/use a spell on it they should be able to get in and take over.

Happy Valentine's Day!))

Current Mood: romantic
Current Music: "All You Need Is Love," The Beatles

caycep

[Evening, a little after sundown. "Redwing" by Hem comes up on the speakers.]

Hi everyone. Cayce Pollard here for a spur-of-the-moment radio show. I'll be cueing up a few songs, and if you want to hear something, call me up and let me know.

( I left my heart in San Francisco / It's at some motherfcking disco )

Current Mood: cheerful

hear-the-drums.livejournal.com

((Backdated liek whoa. XD))

The problem was, the more he thought it through, the less of an explanation he had.

( Oh perfect masters, they thrive on disasters )

Current Music: Dead Finks Don't Talk - Brian Eno

markoftherani

The inside of the Rani's TARDIS was an unholy mess.

( Universal catastrophe imminent )

***

( And now the application proper )

((Say hello to the Rani, mad scientist and villainess extraordinaire from classic Doctor Who. She's taken from a point after the end of Time and the Rani. Note that for the sake of my brain, she currently looks more like she does in Mark of the Rani -- long straight hair, fitted jacket, leather trousers, boots with wicked heels. No poofy 1980s hair and space-cadet getup. Here's a screencap gallery. Check out her userinfo for background tl;dr, video links, and other fun and games. The muns for the Doctor and the Master have given their ~~enthusiastic~~ permission ~~to torture their characters even more~~.))

Current Mood: annoyed

elle-sparks.livejournal.com

Elle blinks a few times, confused by her surroundings. The last thing she remembers is leaving Isaac Mendez's loft, having saved that cute Dr. Suresh and those girls from Sylar. She hadn't really wanted to go back to the facility and face her father and spent a little time wandering aimlessly through the streets of New York.

But apparently she took a wrong turn at Albequerque because she has no idea where she is right now.

( cut for application )

((Elle Bishop is from Heroes and is being taken post Series 2; She has the ability to generate electricity, is a diagnosed sociopath and sadist, and suffers a distinct lack of social skills due to being hidden away from society for the majority of her life. Yes, Sylar-mun knows about my app :) I'm a new player and very excited about this opportunity!))

hear-the-drums.livejournal.com

((The morning after Bad Fanon Day. Closed to the Doctor, the Master, and poor poor Una. >.<))

As a matter of biology, Time Lords - at least, adult Time Lords - only required one or two hours of sleep a night.

When consciousness pulled up beside the Master and tapped on the windshield of his mind, the first thought that sped on past was that he knew he had been sleeping much longer than he normally did.

( Look like you're running in place, do that stupid dance for me )

Current Music: Local God - Everclear

a-lonely-god.livejournal.com

((Bad Fannon Day closed RP for the Doctor, the Master, and at some point, Una.))

The Doctor woke up with the strangest feeling that something was wrong.

He got out of bed and dressed, scrutinizing himself in the mirror. Everything looked fine, the striped trousers, the jumper and the coat, the straight blond hair. It was all perfectly suitable, and he couldn’t quite make out what was bothering him.

( Well, his celery did look a little wilted. )

((Warning: Badfic!sex. No graphic language, but still.))

a-lonely-god.livejournal.com

One evening, shortly after sunset the TARDIS materialized suddenly beside the statue of Walt Disney in the center of the park. A moment later a tousled head popped out and glanced around in all directions. Then it disappeared back behind the blue wooden doors, although one remained slightly open. There was no one around to hear the voices within drifting out into the warm yet snowy darkness.

( It’s all clear. )

((Feel free to marvel from afar, thread amongst yourselves, come up and bug the Time Lords, or whatever! We might take a little bit getting back to you, as Master-mun may not have interwebs much in the next few days, but we will.

a-lonely-god.livejournal.com

(Closed to the Doctor, Una, and the Master. Again.)

The Doctor was cooking dinner.

More precisely, he was preparing to cook dinner, the which involved a lot of banging around with pots and pans, rifling through cupboards, and generally strewing utensils and ingredients about the kitchen.

The dinner had been a spur of the moment decision sometime yesterday afternoon, and he’d sent off a scrawled letter to Una on the spot.

( He thought he deserved points for sending an actual letter. )

caycep

["It Doesn't Often Snow at Christmas" by the Pet Shop Boys plays.]

Hi everyone. Cayce Pollard here, and happy non-denominational holiday of your choice to one and all! By now you've probably seen the park decorations and even the snow in the evenings, and you know what that means: snowball fight by the statue! James Potter, I'm looking at you.

Thanks to everyone who sent in music requests, especially [cough] Tamaki Suoh who was so very generous. We'll, uh, get to his in the latter half of the show.

( You people really are in the holiday spirit, aren't you? )

[Roisin Murphy's "Parallel Lives" plays without comment.]

( The Tamaki Suoh Show )

Whew. And that, boys and girls, is everything we've got today. Want to hear something else after all that? Call in!

[Cayce cues up David Bowie's "Life on Mars". As the song cues up and before the god-mike gets switched off, anyone who's paying close attention might hear a sort of thump that sounds like a head hitting a desk, and muffled laughter that sounds very tired and more than a little resigned.]

a-lonely-god.livejournal.com

((In which a pair of wayward Time Lords investigate the nothing, work on a secret project, and get completely plastered. In that order.))

After the embarrassing but also very amusing ‘interview’ with Kira, the Doctor was able to put the last of his concerns about the whole fiasco into the back of his mind, at least for the time being. This, perhaps unfortunately, left more room in the front of his head for the next biggest source of unease that had been weighing on him, namely the void outside the park.

Watching Esmerelda walk out into it had been one of the most disconcerting experiences of his recent existence. He’d been a heartsbeat away from stepping out there too, first to help her and then again after she’d returned and he’d been standing there with his hand outstreached into not.

He’d realized that –he was terrified of it– he wanted someone with him, someone who understood, who could help shape whatever it was he found there into fact and reason.

( There were a finite number of people he knew who fit that particular bill. )

una-harlequin.livejournal.com

((Private to Una and the Master. The night after the Great Debacle -- not the night of, the night of the following day. Stupid imprecise language. I'm sure the Time Lords have some very elegant word for it.))

It was probably midnight. Maybe sometime past. And Una Persson was skulking about the park, too restless and anxious to sleep. She was walking near the lake, off the path and among the trees, somewhere near the area that backed up to Toon Town.

( I wouldn't cry for lost souls, you might drown )

((Angst-o-rama ahoy! With two characters who are apparently pathologically incapable of appearing in a scene together without generating at least one warning. >.< I assure you that the muns get along great; ironically, there wouldn't be this much character agony if we didn't.))

((ETA: Standard adult-content warnings and ratings apply. How did I think for a second that they might not, I ask you. >.<))

((The ETA Supremacy: *headdesk* And now they're bringing the scary. THEY ARE INCORRIGIBLE I TELL YOU.))

((The ETA Ultimatum: *facedesk* Seriously dark, psychologically twisted stuff going on here. If, say, David Cronenberg's Crash freaked you out, turn back now. I'm not kidding. IT'S ALL THEIR FAULT, WE SWEAR.))

Current Mood: distressed
Current Music: "Two Little Hitlers", Elvis Costello and the Attractions

a-lonely-god.livejournal.com

((Private: Una, the Doctor, and the Master))

He never had figured out what that little green switch did.

The Doctor had spent the morning cleaning rust out of the creases on the Time Rotor. By the time he’d finished the TARDIS was humming approvingly in his mind and he was famished, so he went to the kitchen and had a sandwich, and after a bit wandered back into the console room with a can of oil and a rag and started half-heartedly oiling the newly rust-free levers and gears.

When he came across the green switch, he decided that this would be the perfect time to test it. He set down the can and rag on the floor and reached out to flip it.

((ETA: And it started off so cute…. Adding on to the funny with some violence. >.< Just so you know.))

irrepressible-c.livejournal.com

Calvin wasn't exactly sure what was going on with the poll on the message board (although he and Hobbes had a spirited debate about whether Hobbes could write himself in as a contestant) but its appearance reminded him that he had his own survey to conduct.

Accordingly, about half an hour later he was knocking on the door of the Toon Town Hall, wearing a backpack (with Hobbes' head poking out of the opening) and holding a clipboard.

Current Music: "Boss of Me," They Might Be Giants

hear-the-drums.livejournal.com

((closed to Una and the Master))

She'd brought it on herself.

Not that it was the fairest logic, of course, but he wasn't really interested in logic at the moment. Not when there was something in this place that could see into his mind as though it were made of crystal and cellophane. Fairness didn't really being to apply then, he decided, but that didn't change the fact that she wasn't expecting it.

( You've got me girl on the runaround, and it's getting me down )

ETA: Er... yeah, you guys know the drill. >.< Getting a little disturbing, so I'm throwing this up just to be safe. Don't know why I bother being surprised anymore. *le sigh*

Harry ETA and the Chamber of You-Don't-Wanna-Know: Yeah, so we've not got the scary going so much now, but it's gotten fairly explicit, so let's say R rating, and leave it at that.

Current Music: Ladyron - Roxy Music

late-born-myth.livejournal.com

If you'd been around a few millennia ago to ask Psyche's sisters about her most annoying qualities, somewhere on the list would definitely have been the solemn, repentant way the girl owned up to anything she thought was her fault, ruining your best efforts at telling her off. What made this several times worse, they would have explained, was that it would nearly always turn out that the trouble (tangled threads in a tapestry, tongue-tied ambassadors, wrathful goddesses) wasn't really started by Psyche. Not on purpose, anyway. Not in a way she could help.

For example, today all she was doing was making her way back to Fantasyland after one of her periodic chatty lunches with Susan, humming under her breath as she walked. Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns... She certainly didn't have it in mind to be temporally or philosophically confusing to any wandering Time Lords.

((Closed for the Doctor, the Master, and Psyche))

Current Mood: calm
Current Music: "Across the Universe," The Beatles

hear-the-drums.livejournal.com

((closed to the Doctor and the Master. backdated to fairly soon after Una and the Master have their little... er... rendez-vous? >.<))

He was going to have to lie to him.

That in itself was curious. He hadn't had to do it in a long time; being in power back on Earth had afforded him the advantage. –"Why don't we stop and have a nice little chat while I tell you all my plans and you can work out a way to stop me - I don't think!"–

( You know, you'll never believe this... )

skined-shaun.livejournal.com

Shaun wasn't really bothered about exploring. He just wanted a) some food and b) a game of footy. It wasn't home without football, he decided. Having been sent to Frontierland, he made his way over there, but wasn't too bothered about finding somewhere to live, instead looking for a place to eat. Upon finding somewhere, and discovering he had to make his own food, he decided that he'd settle for a slice of cake right now. It was good cake, too. Better than the cheap Swiss roll his mum got sometimes. But another one reappeared after wards. That was strange. So very strange.

He decided not to touch the food any longer and wondered how to ask people if they wanted to play football. Or, where to find a football. He sauntered in a gift shop, looking for some staff about to tell him off for stealing, but there weren't any, so he searched around, found something resembling a football, except it was covered in cartoon characters and just a big plastic ball. A flyaway, but it'd do.

He then proceeded to take it outside, dropped it to his feet and started dribbling it along the street. All he needed now was a wall, and someone to kick it to, and he'd be much more happy with this situation.

Current Mood: determined

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una-harlequin.livejournal.com - Una's radio show
markoftherani - Déjà vu all over again.
mickey-cops.livejournal.com - Be Ours.
caycep - If music is the victim then so am I (Open Radio RP)
hear-the-drums.livejournal.com - Oh cheeky cheeky, oh naughty sneaky. You're so perceptive and I wonder how you knew....
markoftherani - Application: The Rani (Doctor Who)
elle-sparks.livejournal.com - Application: Elle Bishop (Heroes)
hear-the-drums.livejournal.com - You do that Romeo, be what you wanna be
a-lonely-god.livejournal.com - Brave choice, celery... but fair play to you! Not many men can carry off a decorative vegetable!
a-lonely-god.livejournal.com - open RP: The Time Lords' Christmas Gift to the Park
a-lonely-god.livejournal.com - Tardis Dinner Date
caycep - It's the "I'm so Full of Holiday Spirit I Can't Stand It" Radio Show! (plus The Tamaki Suoh Show!)
a-lonely-god.livejournal.com - closed rp, the Doctor and the Master
una-harlequin.livejournal.com - I need my head examined, I need my eyes excited
a-lonely-god.livejournal.com - ... I'm too sexy for my shirt?
irrepressible-c.livejournal.com - Yes, no, maybe, I don't know, can you repeat the question?
hear-the-drums.livejournal.com - Searching at the start of the season, and my only reason is that I'll get to you
late-born-myth.livejournal.com - Nothing's gonna change my world.
hear-the-drums.livejournal.com - The Great Pretender
skined-shaun.livejournal.com - football time (open RP)

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Una's radio show

Déjà vu all over again.

Be Ours.

If music is the victim then so am I (Open Radio RP)

Oh cheeky cheeky, oh naughty sneaky. You're so perceptive and I wonder how you knew....

Application: The Rani (Doctor Who)

Application: Elle Bishop (Heroes)

You do that Romeo, be what you wanna be

Brave choice, celery... but fair play to you! Not many men can carry off a decorative vegetable!

open RP: The Time Lords' Christmas Gift to the Park

Tardis Dinner Date

It's the "I'm so Full of Holiday Spirit I Can't Stand It" Radio Show! (plus The Tamaki Suoh Show!)

closed rp, the Doctor and the Master

I need my head examined, I need my eyes excited

... I'm too sexy for my shirt?

Yes, no, maybe, I don't know, can you repeat the question?

Searching at the start of the season, and my only reason is that I'll get to you

Nothing's gonna change my world.

The Great Pretender

football time (open RP)

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