Let's Do the Time Warp (Again)

[applesaucemod]

It's that time again, but time seems to be a bit muddled. As usual, people from all over the multiverse are being drawn into the Dreaming by the rift. This time, in addition to (or sometimes instead of) picking up the residents of Manhattan, they take them from their home universe but from a different point in time. You may find yourself suddenly encountering a future version of yourself, or perhaps you bump into a friend taken from long before you met them.

Tonight's setting is also time-twisted. You're still in Manhattan, but it seems to be closer to the 1930s. Specifically, you're in an old hotel. There's the dimly lit lobby, with chairs and tables for relaxed mingling. The bar, where tables are front of a stage, on which a band is playing various hits of the 30s. There's also an outdoor area if you need fresh air. Or you could explore the hotel, but it's mostly corridors, unless you stumble upon an unlocked room.



[Mod note: Usual dream-party rules apply. Both members and non-members are welcome to use any character, be they already in the game or no.

For game-specific characters, you can choose whether or not they will remember their time in Manhattan if they're taken from the future. You can take your character from multiple different points in time, if you want.]

Comments

[theoldgirl]

He does have a strange way of expressing himself, doesn't he, but there's definitely a compliment in there and she gives him a smile that's halfway between confused and delighted. But then the implications of it sink in and she nods in understanding, serious again. "I'm dying," she says with a note of surprise among the sadness like she's only now properly realizing it, though this time she isn't panicking about it. "Just like my sisters."

She's died before, she thinks - or will die? maybe both, considering her and the Doctor's lifestyle - but this feels different, it feels like decay and finality, like time running out. It feels like things a TARDIS shouldn't be feeling. Later, for the Doctor, she's going to react to the same realization with determination and optimism because that's what he'll need her to do, but without him she's in a vacuum of her own emotions and everything seems so much scarier.

Still, she's the Doctor's TARDIS, the best ship in the universe; she can deal with this on her own. And she's not quite on her own, she remembers now, and turns her hands around in Gabriel's to hold onto them, mustering a wry smile. "I don't think House expected me to survive for as long as I have."

[has_a_horn]

"House must not know you very well." He squeezes her hands a little, as a reassurance to both of them, and slots a grin into place. He knows for sure that the TARDIS will still be in New York when he wakes, but that doesn't make the thought of her dying any less disturbing. "You're too much of a stubborn ass not to stick around until it's absolutely impossible. I wouldn't expect anything different."