Posts

    • text 07 Jul 14

      Putting all my RP blogs on semi-hiatus due to real life reasons. I’ll still be able to RP but I can’t do long paras right now. Apologies to those RPing with me.

    • thetype106 asked: "You look like you could use a hand." 15 Jun 14

      the-renegade-explorer:

      the-renegade-explorer:

      "Ya. Here, just hold this caliper for a second," said the Explorer absentmindedly, holding out the caliper without looking in the direction of the voice. He was standing in his workshop, so absorbed in fixing an adjustment to his hover shoes that at first he didn’t even bother to turn away from his work to see who exactly just spoke to him. Finally, he turned around.

      "Sorry, who are you?"

      The Explorer paused, carefully looking over the man standing in his workshop, scrutinizing every detail about him. “That name.. That language,” he said, his face turning from intrigue to delight. “You’re from Gallifrey!”

      Pat watched as the nature of his name sunk in for the Time Lord, the expression of delight upon his face as he realised just where he came from, though perhaps not what he was. He might have given him false hope. “So are you. How did you escape the Time War?”

      image

      the-renegade-explorer
    • text 14 Jun 14

      rose-tylers-daughter:

      image
      He’s not really a villain so much as an asshole who likes to mess with the other gods for fun and sometimes accidentally gets them in trouble and sometimes gets them out of it.

      See, that sounds more like a God of Mischeif than Marvel Loki. (Not that I don’t like Marvel Loki, I love him, he’s awesome just that when you hear “God of Mischief and Trickery” you don’t exactly think “I want to take over the universe and make everyone bow to me.”) He sounds fun. :)

      He is. He does become an enemy of Asgard in the end though. The gods have enough of his shit and kinda treat him horribly and imprison his monster children. He arranges Baldr’s death, gets drunk and insults all the gods at a party. They have one of his sons kill the other and bind him with his murdered son’s intestines to a rock with a snake dripping venom in his eyes until the end of the world (His wife saves him from most of it). Then when he gets free at Ragnarök he joins the giants and his children against the gods, and kills and is killed by Heimdall. I play him both pre-binding and after, mainly before.

      #OOC  #Loki  

      rose-tylers-daughter
    • text · Unintentional Partnership 10 Jun 14

      rose-tylers-daughter:

      The irritation at the base of Gemin’s skull began almost immediately after the blue glow of another void jump dimmed behind her. It was wretchedly familiar, this feeling of something scrabbling just under the bone as if to escape. She knew by now it was her sense of Time, resting just there in her occipital lobe, being driven mad by the slightly different but not entirely incompatible time energy that flowed through everything in this universe. Sometimes the sense was barely noticeable, other times it was unbearable. All in all, this universe was a 4 so far. Manageable. 

      Until something happened. The sudden discomfort, almost on the point of pain, wasn’t from her Time Sense. It was somewhere else and came suddenly, as if something had attached itself to her forcibly. And she was inexplicably drawn to it…whatever ‘it’ was. It felt as if she had a homing device and with every step the connection felt more terrifyingly potent, until she was almost overwhelmed. 

      With the growing strength her Time Sense ground painfully in her mind. It took her a second to finally realize that whatever was doing this was connected, no, part of Time itself. With apprehension that quickly turned to flat out terror she realized some sort of Time being had bonded with her. She didn’t want a bond. Her mind was hers and hers alone and she didn’t want this intrusion, in fact, it terrified her. 

      She knew when she was standing before…”it”. A humanoid male that she knew was not human. 

      "What have you done?" She growled, keeping her voice steady even as her eyes glinted with anger born of fear. 

      He should have seen it coming. In a sense it always had. Concepts like ‘past’ and ‘future’ held no real meaning to a pan-dimensional lifeform such as him. His very being, near infinite, extended across not just the spatial dimensions but the temporal ones also, as well as multitude of others of which most 3-dimensional beings were only vaguely aware, the Time Lords more so than others. They had designed part of his mind to function as a 4-dimensional ‘anchor’ into Normal-Space, enabling him to better focus on the tiny bit of space-time where his outer shell was located, mostly for his operator’s sake.

      He could sense her. Sense her fear and anger as she realised what had happened, no more willing to bond than he was. Well, that could get interesting. She was right infront of him now, demanding answers. He met her gaze, maintaining his calm as he spoke. “Seems you’re my new owner. You can thank the High Council and War Council for that. I’ve been trying to avoid you lot.”

      image

      rose-tylers-daughter
    • thetype106 asked: "You look like you could use a hand." 10 Jun 14

      the-renegade-explorer:

      "Ya. Here, just hold this caliper for a second," said the Explorer absentmindedly, holding out the caliper without looking in the direction of the voice. He was standing in his workshop, so absorbed in fixing an adjustment to his hover shoes that at first he didn’t even bother to turn away from his work to see who exactly just spoke to him. Finally, he turned around.

      "Sorry, who are you?"

      Taking the tool that was handed to him, Pat watched with fascination as the Time Lord before him worked on his gravity-defying footwear. He didn’t really have much experience with that kind of handiwork himself, although Rodan had taught him a few things about quasitronics. With his architectural reconfiguration system he had no real need for it though. Everything he needed he created through block transfer computations.

      “My name is Patherangecsavarxel.”

      image

      the-renegade-explorer
Newer