Character Meet and Greet: Boo to You~!

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i. Main Street USA: Daylight Hours
The citizens of Main Street greet the coming of fall in a big way! The entire main part of town is decorated in the colors of fall, carved pumpkins on every window ledge, balcony and stoop! Some are rather creative, ranging from The King himself to various spook-tacular versions. There are also plain pumpkins, squash and apples arranged in a rather decorative (and tasty) presentation outside the Opera House!

Enjoy yourselves as The Candy Palace begins to hand out small, caramel and spice covered apple slices. The smell of apple fritters, grilled apples and apple bacon float through the air. Enjoy the rather relaxed daylight hours...

ii.Main Street USA: After Dark

Because the moment the sun sets, and the lamps have been lit- the entire street takes on a strange and unsettling demeanor. The pumpkins glow a soft, red color and bats and black cats crawl around the shadowed corners. You might see several citizens wandering the streets-but look to hard and they will suddenly vanish before you can even greet them.

The stores are still open and the sweets and treats are still pouring; but! Beware of happy haunts~!

iii. Yo ho, yo ho a Pirates life for me!

Ah! Smell that salty, briny air! It gives life to all those who are from or love the sea!

Which would be wonderful and invigorating, if this was the bottom of the beautiful briny sea. It isn't. It's the open garden in front of the train station which is no being over run by some rather fishy, lv. 2 Corroded! Can you help sweep the proverbial beach clean without being washed away by water based attacks? The conductors would be most grateful if you could!

iv.Come out and Socialize!

No need to be number one thousand! Imagination is the real host here, so go on and use your to come up with your own adventure. Just remember to take loved ones by the hand, please, our ghosts are frightfully sensitive to too much mischief~

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10th Doctor | Doctor Who

[borntolove]

I and II

The Doctor notices and believes he knows where he is right off - Disney! The happiest place on Earth and he should be ecstatic. Expect, he can't be. He's lost that and maybe Jackson Lake was right. That he does need to see the beauty again and talk about his pain because Ten knows this is a place he should be bouncing off the walls, so to speak.

The Doctor is sitting on a bench that oversees Cinderella's castle but with such gloom and emotionally removed look on his face.

If you don't find someone there - you might also find a certain Time Lord in a brown pinstripe suit and red sneakers at the bar. In a corner, with a glass and bottle of wine half drank.

He shouldn't be here. Where's his Tardis?

Wildcard

Toss something at me!

1-2

[bigbadrose]

"Blimey mate," Rose hands him a candy apple and a trademark Rose Tyler grin, "You look like someone just removed your soul, yeah?" She glanced around playing with him, "Should I be worried about dementors or the like?"

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[borntolove]

No, it can't be. It just can't . It's impossible. Which are the eyes that stare back at her are silently remarking.

More or less that's what he's done. He pushed everyone away. He could have asked Jack to stay but didn't. What would have been the point? Ten's face remains firm, not convinced that it's really her. Even if part of him really wants that to be her and if it was what difference would it make? He's a mess. And a coward. Pushing her away to Meta as he did.

The Doctor doesn't take the candy apple, nor does he answer her question. If anything he's staring her down and trying to feel if it's really her. In the meanwhile, Ten has a Nine look on his face - like when Nine first met, Rose. Very hard and distant. And maybe that's for the best.

[bigbadrose]

Okay...

"Okay..."

Now she's starting to panic a little.

"Doctor... please say something. It's me. Rose Tyler. What's wrong? What's happened to you? Are you... okay?" she puts the free hand over his hearts, still holding the candy apple with the other.

[borntolove]

She may feel two hearts beating but they're stone. When she touches him, he can feel her. That's her. How is it her? The temptation to hold her close into a hug and press his nose against her soft and warm cheeks. Smelling her.

"Rose." Ten whispers, his eyes still narrow and empty. What bit is left is ashamed that she's seeing him like this.

"What's the last thing you remember?"

[bigbadrose]

She wants to kiss him desperately, but at the sound of her name, is so flooded with relief she just glomps him and holds on for dear life. What does she remember? Too much. All of him dying. Universes and timelines without him, dying. Failed attempts to save anyone, everyone, something, anything. The only promise was that each failed attempt was one step closer to him. One step closer to losing him all over again.

"I've been here a month Doctor, I've never been anywhere that long... Pete's Universe notwithstanding." She pulled back slightly from the glomp and gave him the candy apple. "Eat!" she ordered. "You look... I wasn't just makin' a joke about dementors, yeah? You look pretty messed up." She chewed her bottom lip, trying to figure out how to explain to him that he was trying to figure out her timeline, and she couldn't completely figure out his and -- sod it, it was unnecessary.

"There's... an older version of you here. Scottish, guitarist -- oh blimey! And Missy! How could I forget that?! You're not the last of the timelords, yeah?! There's another! The Master? Your... younger version... the one with the recorder and Moe from the 3 Stooge's haircut? He and both your older version are right terrified of her, but--" Rose shrugged, "She's not so bad."

She gave him a gentle probing grin, and ruffled his hair with one hand. "Hey. Been missing you. There's a demon bloke, got your face. Not your eyes. Oh!! AND ginger hair, if you can believe it. And black wings. Your..." she rolled a hand in a circle, taking a chance. "Older version... yeah? Just keeps seein' a lot o' Meta in him I expect. So they don't get along great. Crowley, his name's Crowley. The demon. But he's pretty chill, for a demon."

And then despite the smile, Rose just started crying and buried herself into a hug around him, smothering her face in his shoulder. "Thought I'd never see you again," she cried.

[borntolove]

A month? How - why has she been here a month? He knows the dementors wasn't a joke but it's not eating that is going to help him. There's a slight face twitch at the older version of him here and looks like he heard the four knocks on the door in his mind. That also confirms it. He's not seeing Rose ever again.

Missy? Wait- does she mean, The Master? At least that's one piece of good news. Sounds like someone finally listened to The Doctor - but at what cost?

Then a face scrunch, why are two of his faces here? He doesn't like this. Not one bit.

At Rose saying, Missy isn't so bad, well, sounds like eventually work out for someone. Ten did believe in someone after all. Very much so.

He should go- he should really, really go. Far away from Rose.The ruffle in his hair though keeps him spot. A look on his face that he misses Rose too but doesn't touch her, not even allowing himself to hug back. Or absorbing the love that Rose is showering in on him because after all - what is the point?

He'll just end up hurting her in the end. Though he wants - very much to embrace her - touch her cheek.

Demon with his face but ginger hair? What is this place?

Wait - Meta? "What were you told about Meta?" Is dry remark as she cries on him and him doing nothing, though the itch to comfort her is rising.

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Oh dear. A human in a gloom. He does look somewhat familiar. Perhaps Aziraphale has seen him on a billboard somewhere. He's not inclined toward discussion honestly. He would rather take the bottle of wine he came for and make his merry way back to the flat but...

He supposed he had time for a little succor before he went.

Smile on his face he approached the man.

"Care for some company, my dear?"

[borntolove]

The Doctor pours more wine into his glass but doesn't drink any. Rather - only stares back strong and silently with star cold brown eyes. Are you quite sure someone is human?

"Can't say I'm looking for it." Is the dry reply, however, a part of him and it's clear on his face that he does want someone.

[blessedarethebookmakers]

"Oh, I see." That he's not quite human and that he would rather like company even if he wouldn't. There is something very old and very tired about him and Aziraphale can say he knows the feeling. He still isn't feeling up for succor but-- may as well give it a go.

"Well, I hope you don't mind me sitting here anyway. It's much quieter on this side of the bar."

[borntolove]

Why do you think someone is on this side but Ten remains in spot. Rose did give him a bit of a start but it was also painful- is it worth starting over? Feeling again? That seems to be the unsaid question on his face as The Doctor watches the other take a seat.

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Oh dear. The strong silent type. Those can get rather wearing after a while, but he should at least give it a jolly good try.

"I know it's troublesome to be cast adrift on a foreign shore with a great weight set on your shoulders, but don't worry. Together there is little we can't achieve."

[borntolove]

No, not really. That's his lives. Literally. "How long have you been here?"

Bar

[trashylittlesecret]

Richie's had a couple already, tonight, and is really not happy about it. If this becomes his coping mechanism, he's just going to turn into his mother, and that's dangerous. He doesn't have any better ideas yet, but he's casting around for them when he spots the man in the suit and gets distracted.

"Hey, nice kicks, man."

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[borntolove]

It would wonderful, if it was possible to get wasted. However, that's not the point. The point is - what is going to do now? Now, being stuck here, no Tardis and Rose from before Meta.
An exhale that flaps his lips and here he's already emotionally self-destructed himself, "Brillant one Doctor."

There's a look in the direction of the sound - gosh he doesn't even feel like flirting back.

"I'm not looking for company."

[trashylittlesecret]

"Clearly, you've got enough sittin' here talking to yourself." Richie rolls his eyes. "If you came here to get sauced, they've got stuff stronger than wine. Could spot you a round."

To his credit, he doesn't get up and move closer, just shifts a little on his stool and raises his glass - two fingers of whiskey over ice. "Richie Tozier, not company, just adjacent."

[borntolove]

Is that it's going to be? Just The Doctor talking to himselves? "The Doctor. Just passing through."

Whiskey? Just whiskey? He's going to need a banana daiquiri at the very least or just plain out rum.

[trashylittlesecret]

"Yeah? You figured out how to get back through that mirror without mercury poisoning at high velocity? You better be sharing details, man."

That's his way of calling B.S. on the Doctor. None of them are 'just passing through', they're all stuck, and the sooner he helps break this toothpick-in-a-suit of his denial, the better off everyone will be. No one likes a naysayer - he should know, he used to be the big one in his group.

"Seriously, though. Name your poison."

[not_so_different]

Missy was off on a stroll, enjoying all the lovely decorations. It did liven up the place a bit and made it more interesting to look at. It was so very tiresome to see the same things day after day after day... how the Doctor had managed to stay on Earth for fifty years guarding her vault without going utterly mad was beyond her. She'd barely been there at all and she was already bored... though that didn't take much.

She hummed to herself, idly swinging her umbrella as she walked. The figure on the bench barely registered in her mind, most people weren't worth noticing after all. But something made her turn. When her eyes fell on the figure they widened. Her mouth gaped slightly and she stopped in her tracks. Now there was a familiar face. Not that winged imposter or someone else masquerading as him. That was one of the faces she knew so very well. Her lips curled in a smile and she sauntered over.

"Well, now. There goes the neighborhood."

[borntolove]

A familiar face that should be smiling at what is surrounding someone and not line facing. However, the beach - the beach brought a lot of painful memories and isn't exactly sure how he even wandered down here or why. Outside of thinking if made the right choice with Meta or not.

A very worn face meets the stranger's eyes; it might be able to place when someone is. Around the time of having been resurrected as Mr. Saxon.

"Can I help you?" Is the very dry remark, with a bit of a 'what' look with his eyes.

[not_so_different]

She stepped a little closer, clasping her umbrella behind her back with both hands. It did seem a little odd how serious he was... Though she had spent quite a lot of time with him in such a state so it does put a bit of a spin on one's memory.

"Oh I'm sure you could, Doctor. You've always been soooooo ready to help everyone, after all."

[borntolove]

Ten eyes her closer, that coy smile and something awfully familiar about those eyes. Wait a second, you know who he is - so is this?

However, reaching telepathically fails to make sure.

"Yes, you included."

Then waits for the reaction.

[not_so_different]

Unfortunate that the pesky people who run this place have taken away some of their more basic talents, hmm?

Her smile widens just a little, though there's sadness in her eyes. She remembers laying in his arms, dying. Him crying over her... Him... Begging for regeneration. The madness had been too strong, then. Too overwhelming. Of course the fact that she'd been the one who nudged poor little Lucy towards murder made the memory a twinge more bittersweet, but it's all in the past. She nods, a few strands of her wild hair bouncing a bit, "Yes. Me included." She chuckled softly, "You're either extraordinarily clever, or someone's already told you."

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[mal_contented]

Mal had been working on some art around town. She was between commissions, Lydia was about ready to hog tie her if she went out again without resting, but... she couldn't. Couldn't sleep when she was needed so badly. When they were all in danger. Not in those rooms with those comfortable sheets. So she had to do something. And that something was spray painting every bench she came across. This town could use a little color. And she was just the princess to purple the place up. As well as blacken its doors and make it green with envy. But when she got to his bench, there was someone there already.

"If you're still sitting there when I get to your half of the bench, I'll paint you too," she warned with a half grin. There were circles under her eyes though, and she looked exhausted. Her knapsack seemed heavy, but she didn't seem inclined to set it down, and there was a shape under her leather jacket, between it and her shirt. A book.

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[haberdashink]

Maxim had let himself into the bar and was clearly well known, or maybe just that scary. Because the employees backed away and let him reach over the bar to help himself. He took the wine with a wink at one of the serving girls that made her look faint, then scanned the room looking for his usual table. But someone was already in it. Oh well. That someone would move.

He dropped himself down at one of the seats at that corner table and smashed the neck of the bottle against the seat to crack it open. He took a long drink from the jagged glass neck, and then grinned at the man with razor sharp teeth. "Hyu vantz a zip?"

He was pretty sure he'd have the table to himself in a moment...