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Character Meet and Greet

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"You can design and create, and build the most wonderful place in the world. But it takes people to make the dream a reality."

I. Exploring Main Street! Take a trip through a little town taken straight from 1890's America. Visit the shops, dine at the restaurants- but don't forget you are here on a mission. As an Apprentice, you will need to gather some supplies. A weapon, or tool for producing magic.

But we understand if that corn dog cart on Market Street is your first stop.

II. Apprentice Class 101! Practice your spell casting and weaponship on the open commons behind the Firehouse. Sparring, casting or just general confusion abound here. Try not to hit anything or...anyone, the paint on the infirmary is still drying.

III. Look out! A level 2 corroded monster has managed to get onto Main Street! Protect the citizens and defeat the cur, and please watch the damage, the paint is still wet!

IV. One Little Spark! Go ahead, show us the strength of your imagination and come up with your own scenarios. Just, stay out of the Corroded Lands...if possible.

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"Permission granted!" Rose gives a snappy salute, kind of pleased that someone was treating it like the lark it was, instead of just scolding her and telling her to go back to conforming to the correct way to do classes.

"State your business!" she pursed her lips, still trying to keep up with the game, and very clearly not that serious. After all, if her best mate had been there the answer would have been for fun.

So it was a fort, then. She had to admit she was more of a castle person, herself, but she could roll with it. "New recruit, ma'am. I'm not sure about all these ... drills we're supposed to be doing. Mostly in it for the magic and the ghosts, not the fighting."

Rose paused and tilted her head, losing some of the character, "I'm with you on that. 'Cept there's no magic where I'm from. What about ghosts?"

"There's a building in one quarter that really looks like it should be haunted, but I can't get to it. Yet." Lydia frowns. "I really want to, because I bet the ghosts are lonely out there all by themselves. At least ... I know my friends would be if they had to haunt a place like that. And the magic is way different, here. The only magic I'd ever seen before this, you had to read it out of the Handbook, and even that ... I wouldn't dare do."

She realizes that the fort game is not quite as interesting as an actual conversation, and settles down, sitting on the ground across from Rose before offering a hand.

"I'm Lydia."

"Cool!! First thing we do then, is figure out how to break in."

Yeah, Rose knew a lot about being a lonely ghost now.

"Rose, Rose Tyler," she offered a handshake right back.

"You're pretty cool, Rose," Lydia admits, smiling. "The house is next to the railroad station, across from that bar, you know, the one with the really neat creepy moss growing off the railings?"

She makes the appropriate hand gestures for Spanish moss - or at least, whatever she figures they look like.

"But it's surrounded by a great big, tall iron fence, and the fence is locked. It doesn't have the right kind of bars to climb."

"You too Lydia. Haven't seen it, but sounds great. So either an unlocking spell or something to rust the fence to make a hole, or a sonic screwdriver... if I had one." Of course if she had one, it's solve a lot of things, but let's not go there. A beat, "Although depending on the shape of the lock right now I might be able to do something..." with coat hanger wire or bobby pin or -- "But don't spread that around."

"The shape of the lock," she echoed, something clicking in her mind. "I picked a lock once, but it was to the kind of door that uses skeleton keys, and.... Do you think that's the sort of key gates use? If it is... I have the key to the attic back home."

She reached into the folds of her skirt and pulled up a key tied to her belt loop by a long strand of black ribbon. "I have it for safe keeping, so my stepmother doesn't mess with anything up there."

"You," Rose's London accent came in sharper than ever with her excitement, "Are right brilliant, you are! Come on, let's try! If nothing else, we can see what we need instead!"

She didn't completely erupt the blanket fort like a volcano, but she was clearly raring to go.

Lydia laughed, pushing the blanket back and following Rose to the door. She had completely gone past caring whether or not they had permission to leave the class. After all, wasn't going after ghosts to make friends with them under the umbrella of helping the Kingdom? She was pretty certain it was. And if it wasn't, well, she'd just deal with detention or whatever it was they did as punishment for people who skipped class.

"So are you," she gushed. "I wish I knew how to do that thing you mentioned with the pins. I've seen it in a lot of movies, and it always looks so cool. Does that mean you're a detective, or a spy or something?" Rose didn't look too much older than Lydia, but that didn't necessarily mean anything, not without knowing what kind of place she'd come from. She did, after all, consider herself pretty open-minded.

"Yes," Rose offered Lydia a hand, purely out of habit, even though usually the only person she ran alongside like that was the Doctor, but now that she wasn't a ghost herself...

"Both. I'm field agent Bad Wolf. Spent the last two years traveling as a ghost. And yeah, it was definitely lonely. Even my two best friends couldn't see me, or hear me. I couldn't get their attention even yelling myself hoarse and wavin' my hands like crazy. I thought I was pretty skilled on this whole corruption and darkness thing, but my universe doesn't have magic, I'm not sayin' it's impossible, but I can't really get my brain to click with it just yet, yeah? Have you ever met ghosts before, or is it just some lifelong dream? Not many who don't want to run away from ghosts, but to them instead."

She took it and ran along without question, loving the thought of a friend closer to her own age who would actually want to have fun, to explore, not to just lurk around outside record stores and navel gaze while trying to bum cloves off of older teenagers. New York had been good for baby goth Lydia to get her feet wet, but really, she had a feeling she cared a little more than the average goth, and they would have all outed her eventually.

"My two best friends at home are ghosts," she grinned as they pelted toward New Orleans Square. "Adam and Barbara. They owned the house before my Dad bought it, but they died in a car accident, so now they haunt it. They're both really nice. Kind of like having ghosts for an aunt and uncle. Adam makes these really amazing detailed models of stuff - they have a giant one of their whole town in the attic. I bet he'd love to try making a model of this place. I've only really done one magic thing, and that was kind of a big mistake. But not really. I was trying to help them, and ... it's a long story. But I think this magic is a lot different than what was in the Handbook, anyway."

She was so happy to have someone to talk to that she hadn't really realized it was the most she'd said at once to anyone in weeks.

Rose could sing a song about that. Her two best friends from school couldn't stand how much Rose wanted to travel and get away from London, and one even went so far as to claim to have slept with Rose's boyfriend to get back at her for leaving them, and the other tried to steal any other boy Rose liked. Not that it would stop Rose from considering them friends. She's pretty forgiving, albeit hot-tempered.

"Really?" Neat! Well sad for Adam and Barbara, but at least they got Lydia with it. Silver linings and all that. "Cool," a quiet laugh. "I kept trying to get one of my best mates to realize I was there, could see him, but it was kind of dangerous too. Less... magic though. More..." a face scrunch... "Temporal dimension shifts?? Which I mean... sure what's the difference? I couldn't tell you!" Rose laughed. "But I guess more physical jiggery pokery, like Adam and the models, than just crossing your fingers and feeling it from inside your blood or whatever."

Lydia hadn't even exactly gotten to boys, yet. She was kind of edging toward it, carefully, just beginning to feel confident enough in who she was to think maybe she might be able to like someone else. Having watched her parents' marriage fall apart had given her a ringside seat to some pretty harsh lessons about love, and watching her father fall for Delia had given her even more. And that was even without the almost-shotgun-wedding.

"Dimension shifts? Really? I mean - I guess I shouldn't be surprised that can happen, since we're here, and since that's sort of what the Neitherworld is. Kind of. I think. The Handbook reads like stereo instructions, it's super boring. But did he notice you? I hope he did. I ... it would be nice if people who were close to you would be able to tell you were there. Otherwise that must have been really lonely."

"Neitherworld?" Rose winced. "No, he didn't. I thought he was the only one who could help me fight the Darkness, the stars going out and all, but I guess unless he comes here, I might never get to see him again."

She was trying hard not to think too much on that for obvious reasons, and gave a weak grin, "But I'm still happy to have any friends in the fight, yeah?"

Lydia knew that sinking, awful fear. She had it about Adam and Barbara. And her dad. And...maybe even Delia, a little. She squeezed Rose's hand to stop her running, and pulled her into a hug.

"Me, too. And I definitely know you're here. ... It'll be okay."

Rose is vaguely overwhelmed in a strange sort of way, and just completely melts into the hug. Lydia, you are the worst fail goth ever, and Rose loves her completely. Woe to anyone who even vaguely tries to hurt Lydia they will have to fight through the Bad Wolf herself. At minimum.

Rose is a little flustered and tries to think of something to cover for it and just gives up, the hug is enough. "It will, definitely," she promised quietly. "Come on," she laughed softly, reminded all too well of herself at that age, trying to take to care of adults, and even now, Rose usually was trying to take care of people hundreds or thousands of years older than her rather than letting them guard her. Old habits, it would seem. "Can't keep those ghosts waiting, yeah?"

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Character Meet and Greet

yessss my twin bro and I once spent 2 hours straight coming up with additional verses... we're nuts

the best kind of nuts

always XDDD

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Princess powers activate ....sorta, lol

100% XDDDD