Sam eyed him.
IF WE RP YOU MUST SEND ME HEAD CANONS AND IDEAS FOR OUR CHARACTERS! GIVE ME IDEAS, BACK STORIES, FUTURE IDEAS AND AU’S. GIVE ME EVERYTHING.
I WANT YOU TO BOTHER ME AT THREE AM.
andromedafound replied to your post:but like i don’t want to seem like a grumpy…
i don’t want to seem like a grumpy grumpface when i get mad at people for ignoring me
no matter how many times I’ve spent a ask to people(here and the master)
very few people actually follow up on their ”I’ll rp with you!”
why should do all the work if no one will respond
Sopping wet and disoriented as they are, none of the kids voices a complaint regarding the plan proposed by their rescuer. Before the girl can ask anything else about the way out however, the flames of the candles along the walls begin to go out. Neatly along the rows, one after the other, like fiery dominoes.
Medieval AU(with some elements of horror because…because.)
Samuel tried to calm down his horse as he finally reached the temple. As he looked at the ominous cravings and wondered why he was doing this. Because he was the only one willingly to do it. The other knights if they could be called that were too busy getting drunk and fighting in tournaments to help the people. No, he only did that.
And now he was looking into a haunted temple. At least that’s what the local farmers told him. Their descriptions were vague at beast. They claimed at night, strange voices and cries could be heard from it. Also that some children that were playing in these woods has vanish.
The temple was large with cravings of strange hellish beasts, Getting off his horse he approached the temple and touched the stone. It was aged and covered what seemed to be ash. The stone also felt warm, hot even. Backing up he turned around to his horse.The horse looked like it was going to bolt.
"Don’t worry Annie. I’ll be back." He said smiling as he entered the temple.
Despite the knight beliefs that there was nothing dark or beastly going in the temple. The second that candles started to fade he rose up and look at the grimly. “We should hurry.” Samuel warned as he his somewhat quicken pace.
"It’s fine. Didn’t really expect you to. I was just thinking out loud." gave the Time Lord back and turned into another road which was directly leading to the small shop.
"Oh Police Officer. Brilliant. Fighting for the right thing, ey?…wait you’re not anymore? What happened?"
"Doubt there was a true explanation." The universe’s idea of a joke he gathered. Turning into the road Sam shifted uncomfortably again."Long story. I do miss though."
"TRY THE CON-SOLE ROOM," Epsilon added, again unhelpfully. The console room was always connected with the front entrance.
"Yep of course." He said trying to continue sounding nice."Care to join me? Or are busy with whatever Daleks do when no one is looking." Sam asked.
The Dalek thought this over. “PUT IT IN SUN-LIGHT OR UV LIGH-TING.” It was unsure what exactly Sam was asking for so it answered in a general sense.
No really? He didn’t say that to the dalek because he feared it would not understand sarcasm.”Thank you.” He said instead.”I think I’ll see if the Doctor is back.”
"Of course you always looked liked this. Well he didn’t. Maybe you were the person he took the face from. I mostly don’t know where they come from, but he always chose his." answered the Doctor and kept walking towards the centre of the town.
"Alright. So what do you do Sam? Musician maybe?"
"Honestly I don’t know." Even if the Master "took" his face it didn’t really explain everything else. Or why they are able to exist without something blowing up.
"Musician?" Sam laughed at that."No. Police officer well I was."