00c:Good lawl,i missed you loserfaces <333

And Yoshums made me rejoin sbmad D;

Yoshums~♥

Well,i dunno... i think i might come up with something,but  imy oc will probably be somewhere away from them.. more or less. but i still need to come up with an oc i would want to rp xD;  i cant think of anything,so this might take a little while sorry

OoC: I has returned D:

Wolfeh I though I said power play mai charas so teh roleplay could move along nao D:

Yus I went on a school trip today and yesterday. Stratford (aka, shakespear land) yesterday and it was horrible since i got attacked by and angry mob of english people when I was being silly and shoving random gl*censored*es on my head, then I was attacked by a cat on a crappy ghost tour in daylight? Oh yas, one good thing I was all Titanic on a canal boat |D then I noticed the water filling the bottom of the boat Oo; Ohs tahday I went to see Banksy's thing in the bristol museum twas  EPIC D: hurhur wrinkly old Tweety Pie and chicken nuggets |D huhur x3 In the egyptian bit, there's this realy old statue and on the back Banksy stuck a sing on it saying 'REDUCED! was £75 now only £39.99!' x3 yeah I should come up with a posteh but my mind be blank D:

00c:Ohsnap. I forgot to tell you that im going ot geeermaaanyyy ;O

Im there now..I dont get a lot of computer time,so i doubt i will be able to rp a lot...or at all....the whole remaining summer.sbmad.dont hit me guise!D;

OoC: Hai Sori. ;3 If you want to join, I'm sure you probably could. We're usually pretty open to joinees, if it's all right with Nias. As Wolfeh said, I tried to recap to an extent in the first post, so you can lookit that for the general current situation and stoof.
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Bah. Suddenly, I really, REALLY feel a need to posteh. I'm so freakin' bored, and I think it's because I haven't been roleplaying. D; So I'm just going to think of.. of SOMETHING.
Ohyus, and I forgot most of what I was going to say, but. 83 The Trigun movie has a traaiiiiler now~ And DStable's randomly a-ssigned genders are funny. [link]

Vash stood there entirely still for several moments, appearing to stare off into the blue nothingness that was the sky (if he could even be said to stare in his current state), as though something had come over him. He was trying to listen specifically for the 'voices' of the Plants he was sure were in some sort of a town a few iles away from the base of the cliff. But there was little luck in that; it could be a bit difficult to attempt to hear certain Plants against all the others, and he was already terribly worn out. So instead, turned his thoughts to the Doctor's food proposition, frowning just a bit.

"Hey Doc," he piped up suddenly. "You're.. pretty old, right?" He turned his face toward the Doctor's general direction just a bit, before going on. "And that means the Tardis too, I'd imagine? So.. Even if there is a kitchen in there somewhere, wouldn't the food be pretty much inedible?" He grimaced a little at the thought. It had been bad enough when he'd discovered what happens to ketchup when it breaks in one's pocket after somehow going unused and unnoticed for several years. Needless to say, it didn't smell very nice, and certainly didn't pa-ss for fake blood.

(Hurhur. I am satisfied. x3 Even though I actually have no idea what happens to food after a matter of years.. I just imagine it would be very, very gross and fuzzy and blob-y.)

OoC: Hurhur Knives is a girl ;D Pahaha, summer has finaly come to us in wales 8D But it's still raining o3o

 Yay for ketchup 8D I dunnow what happened, but when the word Ketchup was mentioned (over here we be calling it Tomato sauce o3o) I suddenly have a lot to say xDDDDD

BiC: The Doctor frowned, putting his hands to his face and rubbing it. "I realy look that old?" He asked, the tone of voice he used sounded like a hurt child. Then he grinnned. "Yes, well, even if I'm old, even if the food is old! It's still edible, very much so! More time lord technology see, well not time lord... museum technology. To be exact MOTLO museum technology! Ahh, MOTLO, MOTLO MOTLO MOTLO. Yes anyway, I'll explain..." The Doctor by this time was now spilling put things that none of the others could begin to understand. He was speaking fast, too fast. "So MOTLO stands for Museum of the Last Ones, they had these things that keep the animals frozen in time. So these creatures are still alive, but frozen. Well I'd sorted theyir problem of missing animals, then I 'borrowed' thier technology. Now my food is frozen in time, can't rot or go off, go past sell by date, whatever you want to call it." The Doctor grinned, satisfied with himself. "So how about a chippy, I love a good chippy me. It's all the way from Cardiff back in... ooh say 1985? Lovely chippy back then, one just round the corner from... why am I explaining this? Come on let's go!" The Doctor immediately took off in the direction he had come from, making his way back to the TARDIS. He knew it was the right direction, he'd always had a good sence of direction.

The whole time, Shade had just been staring blankly at The Doctor. She hadn't taken in anything he had said, just nodded when he was speaking, pretending to listen. Shade had the impression that the Doctor was speaking to everyone, not just Vash, so tried to listen at least. What she'd hear though was a lot of MOTLO and something about a chippy? Whatever that was. Shade's ears twitched once, then like a sheep (( Baaah x3)) follows the rest of its herd, she followed the Doctor, not even attempting to keep up with him.

***

Lucy was bored. By now, she couldn't be bothered to introduce herself to everyone in the room, neither did she want to. Lucy didn't even want to know the name of everyone in this room, she guessed they would all die in time. One thing about not knowing the names though, it made everything easier. Everything was much more easy when you didn't know the names. ((Yesh Wolfeh, I am sorta stealing this from Torchwood >:3 But tis true fer Lucy.)) Lucy, now extreemley bored, decided that she had better things to do than spend her time here, she had the human race to wipe out for one. It wasn't like she needed the help of these humans to wipe them out. Easy enough to do by herself, plus she needed some to carry on the Diclonious gene. Even though she had decided to leave, Lucy hessitated, as if somethign was telling her to stay, telling her that with the help of these vermin it would be a whole lot easier.

OoC: Pacing pack xDDD

HEY! I haven't watched that epicsode of Torchwood yet >:K you just ruined it saying he kills his grandson D: I should wait for Yoshilisk tah post... yus o3o

OoC: I should srsly posteh. I've been distracted.. At first it was mostly because I didn't want to bog Flashehz down with postehs before she even got her character in here, but then it turned into laziness. x3 Bah.
And.. I know there was something I wanted to say. I just- Oh! Ohyahs. I had a really weirdy dream a few days ago. Told Nias some of it when I first woke up, then went and wrote down all of it I could recall. Vash was there, unsurprisingly. xD At the end we went in a rather incredibly green forest, where Knives appeared too, and they both turned into trees. o3o
Also, the forest is mean. >;c I found a pet named bLaCk_LaVa a couple nights ago and it glitched on me.

Vash listened interestedly to the Doctor's rambling. He wasn't familiar with this MOTLO at all, but he supposed he was familiar enough with being frozen in time, in his own certain way, and it made him somehow curious. He'd never seen much of any other sort of technology than Human-made, except maybe the Tardis, and this sounded way ahead of them (with the exception of the Plants, of course; Vash figured engineering a race of nearly immortal beings was pretty far up there). But then, he couldn't exactly see right now anyway. So even if the MOTLO technology was that interesting, he wouldn't be able to actually look at it.

Then, a hand pulling at his sleeve interrupted Vash's thoughts. It was Ces, and apparently they'd almost accidentally left him behind, without him even noticing. The Plant quickly moved forward, following the tug on his sleeve with a quick laugh of, "Ah, sorry.." But sounding carefree didn't exactly work; he was sure Ces would easily hear the undertone of dejection that insisted on creeping into his voice. But it was just so aggravating, practically needing to be taken care of, the exact opposite of what he would have preferred doing, taking care of others.

(Nehh. I may edit and think of something for Knivesy, but right now I'm a bit tired.. and my computer's obviously tired, with how much it's wonking out. x3 It's been on too long.)