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calliopes_pen) wrote2008-02-21 06:28 pm
calliopes_pen) wrote2008-02-21 06:28 pm
Meme
This meme was taken from rubynye.
Leave a list of fictional characters in your journal that you would love to get a message from. It is your friend-list's mission, should they choose to accept it, to write you an in-character note from a character on that list. Then they post their own list in their journal and the process continues!
Well, it doesn’t have a limit mentioned, but I limited myself to seven characters.
1. The Master
2. Methos
3. Martha Jones
4. Sam Tyler
5. Owen Harper
6. The Doctor--you decide which one.
7. Jack Harkness
And that Meggan PB poll was at a tie as of the last time I checked it, if anyone wants to vote in it.
rubynye.Leave a list of fictional characters in your journal that you would love to get a message from. It is your friend-list's mission, should they choose to accept it, to write you an in-character note from a character on that list. Then they post their own list in their journal and the process continues!
Well, it doesn’t have a limit mentioned, but I limited myself to seven characters.
1. The Master
2. Methos
3. Martha Jones
4. Sam Tyler
5. Owen Harper
6. The Doctor--you decide which one.
7. Jack Harkness
And that Meggan PB poll was at a tie as of the last time I checked it, if anyone wants to vote in it.
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Ever since we met at last week's community Machiavelli seminar, I just can't stop thinking about you. It's your planet. It's so alluringly defenseless.
I find I am in need of an expert in humanity in my propaganda department; you, I reason, will do admirably by virtue of being human. A human being once opened my eyes to the power of story telling; truly, I wouldn't like to let an opportunity go to waste twice. Join me, and while I shall certainly use you to my own ends, I'll never expect you to change nappies, either.
Hugs and kisses,
The Master
Post Script: I love you for the potential access to your medicine cabinet.
Post-Post Script: You do like role-playing, don't you?
Post-Post-Post Script: That's all right, I can adjust you if you don't.
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He wants an evil storyteller/PR person to play dress-up with! I can just picture a conference of some sort going the wrong way, and him gassing everyone.
My medicine cabinet would probably have things that expired 20 years ago, plus iron pills. He would be sadly disappointed.
On the side of evil, and never changing nappies. Not the best of benefits, but one that would probably make me consider the offer if he included an unlimited supply of books on the TARDIS. Then, I would really be tempted.
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I found your name in Gene's notebook (which I shouldn't have been reading, but what he doesn't know can't hurt me) so it's possible he's been to see you for a reading. I only found out this week that Gene Hunt is actually sort of interested in the arcane and mythical. Or I might have imagined it. I imagine so many things.
Anyhow, as I say, I found your name and address, so perhaps we could meet someday. Do you have any experience in communication with people in another dimension?
I need you to talk to the girl in my television, because she won't listen to me. No, seriously, I'm not crazy. At least, I don't think so.
Let me know your charges.
Best wishes
An Anonymous Manchester Police Officer
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Then again, it's too easy to mess with his mind, and just too cruel. It would be more likely that someone would say he was really in a Quantum Leap-type situation, and the Test Card Girl was his Al. His seriously disturbing and frightening Al, to boot.
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Sometime next week, probably Tuesday, remember to turn left after you hear the goldfish.
Must dash!
Best Wishes,
The Doctor.
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The only way to hear the goldfish is to carry a bowl containing it all day long. If you hear a sudden *blub blub* run left.
How frightening is it that I can understand the way that would work?
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I seem to have stumbled across your journal (MacLeod has an obscene amount of 'friends' - I mean really, how can you befriend someone you've never even met?), and observed some of your writing ventures...
Interesting work. Not bad, not bad at all, I'd say. Except for one thing. That guy you write... witty, good-looking, brilliant... you know the one? There's definitely not enough of him. Or all the many romantic conquests I'm sure he must have/will have going on at some points. I hear he's a man of many many talents. 1589, London. Just don't mention the goat, okay?
Merely a suggestion, of course.
- Adam.