Can has headvoices?

[allfireburns]

Because headvoice CPR is a good thing, and right now no one is talking to me...

Ask a character a question, any question, and they HAVE to answer completely honestly. Have to. It's the meme rule. Even if they'd normally lie, they suddenly have been hit with a truth serum of some kind and must tell the truth.

Or you can ignore that altogether and just throw one of your characters at mine for some random RP, either in this post or in a post you make... elsewhere. Whatever.

Doctor Who/Torchwood
The Ninth Doctor timelord_lastof (canon/Outside Inn)
The Tenth Doctor thatsortofaman (canon/Beyond the Rift/daemonverse)
The Eleventh Doctor (Rose!Doctor)
Gwen Cooper torchwoodsheart (canon/Beyond the Rift)
Harriet Jones
Ianto Jones
Ida Scott
Jack Harkness impossible_thng (canon/Outside Inn)
John Hart lovesxbitch (canon/Beyond the Rift)
Maggie Hopley (from "A Day in the Death")
Martha Jones blessedstjones (canon/Master AU)
The Master thedrumsofwar (canon/Outside Inn)
Owen Harper
River Song
Torchwood Four finditoneday (There are seven of them, and I'm still figuring them out, but... they wanted to play. Well, some of them did.)
Toshiko Sato techniclybrill (canon/Beyond the Rift)
Yvonne Hartman

Riftverse
Annie Hunt ourowndragons
Georgia Bishop aboveandbelowme
Grace Cassidy 2ndchanceacharm
Logan Scott sauntereddown
LOLshadow lovencheezbrgrs
Martin Raske astrongerbeacon
Nate Wallace reluctantxangel
Romana Angelos of_rageandruin
Zoe Mallory ohperilousplace
Unnamed Poludnica invariablyfatal

On a Saturday
Cast list is here... All are available, even if they don't have journals.
Chloe constantseven
Kara Kendricks taibhsearachd (canon/Beyond the Rift)
Nate Cavanaugh bestwillgowrong
Riley Fisher hates_saturday
River constantleader

Misc. Fandoms
Alex Drake nosmokingpistol
Angel becomingsomeone
Buffy Summers shealone_stands (canon/Outside Inn/Beyond the Rift)
Dana Whitaker 5_kindsofcrazy
Dan Rydell nyrenaissance
Danny Tripp verymodelof (canon/Milliways)
Fiona Glenanne
Harriet Hayes 1millionangels
Joan Girardi st_joan (canon/Outside Inn/City Magic)
Malcolm Reynolds freedom_iswhat (canon/Outside Inn)
Michael Westen ducttapewarrior (canon/Beyond the Rift)
Sam Tyler definitivestep (canon/Beyond the Rift/maybe daemonverse)
Sydney Bristow mademeaweapon (canon/Beyond the Rift)
Walter deCourcey smashbastards (canon/Outside Inn)

...There are probably more than that, but those are the ones I stand a chance of getting to talk at the moment.

Comments

[timelord-lastof.livejournal.com]

A bit of annoyance flickers across the Doctor's face. Well, it doesn't quite flicker. It starts to, and then the annoyance gets stalled and sort of... stays. "I'm sure it is. Enjoy it."

He flashes him a bright, entirely false and possibly mocking smile, and turns to leave. He's not at all in the mood for chit-chat, and he's not about to stick around and engage in it with someone he doesn't know at all.

[isitthesmile.livejournal.com]

The Master pouts as the Doctor turns to leave. "Oooh, that's terribly impolite of you, isn't it, Doctor?"

Well, he never said he was good at telling himself no. Especially when it came to the Doctor, and destroying and/or being a general pain in the side of said man.

"I mean, here I am, trying to have a nice conversation and you want to run off. Where have your manners gone?"

[timelord-lastof.livejournal.com]

The Doctor stops, his expression suddenly a good deal less annoyed and more... something else. Hard to put a word to the look on his face just now. He studies the man for a moment, somewhat wary.

"Have we met?"

[isitthesmile.livejournal.com]

"Not exactly." The Master smiles and shrugs, stepping closer. "But not exactly no, either. Let's leave it at, I know you. Much simpler."

[timelord-lastof.livejournal.com]

The Doctor eyes him with something between wariness and annoyance. It's not usually the best sign when someone recognizes him straight off and he doesn't know them.

"And how's that, then?" He doesn't tense at all when the man moves closer, doesn't seem concerned at all. His concern for his personal safety is... minimal at best.

[isitthesmile.livejournal.com]

"Oh, don't you worry your pretty little head about it," the Master replies brightly.

He's mildly surprised by the lack of concern; but then, perhaps it's just because he doesn't have one of his precious pets with him at the moment. Either way, he takes it as an invitation to continue his approach. Slowly. Completely nonthreatening.

If you don't notice that something not-quite-sane in his eyes. Most people haven't, even before Archangel, but they're human. So much lesser, so unworthy. He's yet to decide if the Doctor is, too.

[timelord-lastof.livejournal.com]

The Doctor notices. He notices fairly quickly, and frowns a little, narrowing his eyes at the Master as he tries to work out just what it is that feels so familiar about this, about him. Whatever it is, it's not the good kind of familiar.

"I know you." The how? is implied.

[isitthesmile.livejournal.com]

The thing about implied questions? They're incredibly easy to ignore.

The Master grins, cold and patronizing. "Very good, Doctor! You're paying attention after all."

He's playing with fire, now; risking timelines by even speaking to the man. But it's been months, with no decent company save for Lucy, with no murmur of the Time Lords in his head. He never imagined he'd miss that presence, and now it's so quiet in his head, so lonely with nothing but the drums....

Timelines don't seem as important in that light.

[timelord-lastof.livejournal.com]

It's the way he says his name that makes it click. Everything falls into place, but exactly in the wrong order, or at least the order it falls into doesn't make the least bit of sense.

The Doctor's expression falls, nothing but naked shock and guilt on his face. "You're supposed to be dead." Several times over, as a matter of fact.

[isitthesmile.livejournal.com]

He takes a moment to savor that look.

"Am I?" he asks, mildly. He chuckles, and shrugs, spreading his arms out in an utterly innocent, don't ask me sort of gesture. "Terribly sorry to disapoint you."

[timelord-lastof.livejournal.com]

Fine. Obviously not dead, and the Doctor's not exactly overjoyed about that. If he could have chosen anyone, just one of them to be here now... it wouldn't be him.

"How did you survive?" he says, as evenly as he can manage, though his voice shakes a little. The war didn't end that long ago, not for him. The sight of Gallifrey burning is still there every time he closes his eyes.

[isitthesmile.livejournal.com]

He pauses before answered, weighing his words carefully. He still isn't sure what happened to Gallifrey -- he has the shape of things, an idea he's faily certain is accurate, but no details. Well, there's nobody to give them to him. The question's one more piece to the puzzle, but he'll be damned if he lets this Doctor know what he's not aware of. No need to reveal his hand when, for all the Doctor knows, he holds all the cards.

The Master simply shrugs, and settles for, "I wasn't there."