[The feed opens and shows Amy sitting on the edge of her bed. She doesn't look any different than she usually does except maybe the fact that her fashion sense seems to have changed a bit. Instead of her signature mini-skirt, she now wears a pair of snug-fitting jeans, a plain black tank-top, and durable boots. In her hands she's holding a length ( Read more... )

[The feed opens to show the flushed face of Amy Pond who is not very pleased at all. She messes with the ‘berry for a second to prop it up before stepping back. She’s wearing a white dress and almost blends into the blankness of the room, save for her shock of ginger hair. It’s not just any dress though, it’s a wedding dress. She crosses her arms ( Read more... )

So... Is anyone else not wearing pants? Cause I'm not.

[The feed opens at a strange angle, showing only the blank white of the facility ceiling before it starts to move. Ragged breathing can be heard while the ‘berry is shifted and tilted, as if the movements are an extreme effort to whoever is performing them. Finally, the ‘berry is propped up against the base of the wall and shows Amy Pond lying in a ( Read more... )

[The feed opens on Amy, she’s sitting with her knees tucked up to her chest with the faciliberry resting atop them so most of the view is of her head and shoulders. The little background that is visible shows the gothic architecture of the train. She’s quiet for some time and her gaze is focused somewhere far off as if she’d forgotten what she was ( Read more... )

[The feed turns on to two grinning redheads with microphones in their hands. They stand side by side, both swaying slightly back and forth. The karaoke machine is turned on and playing the opening riff of this song]

Hello Ladies, Gentlemen and Ponies! We are Tall, Dark and Ginger! [Amy throws out and arm dramatically, almost smacking Axel in the ( Read more... )

The dream begins in blackness. Slowly, little pin-pricks of light appear in the dark. Stars. Only a few at first but they soon begin to multiply until hundreds and hundreds populate the sky. Amy appears. Floating weightlessly in a white nightie and robe, staring out at the expanses of space around her.

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[The feed opens on Amy’s face, she’s back in her room and has a slightly embarrassed smile on her face. There’s something else amiss with her expression but it would be hard for anyone to tell unless they were used to her usual demeanor.]

Hey there.

So... everyone who happened by the kissing booth last week... that was fun. [A laugh.] I don’t think ( Read more... )

[The feed opens on Amy’s face, she looks into the camera and gives any viewers a devilish smirk. Her fiery hair hangs around her face in loose curls, clearly she’s dolled up for something.]

Hello Boys and Girls.

[She pulls away from the camera and walks a short ways away before leaning back against a make shift table set up outside one of the Goblin ( Read more... )

[The feed opens on Amy’s rather annoyed face. Her hair is slightly matted and there are a few smears of grime on her face.]

Alright, is anyone there? This is definitely not the facility.

[The camera shakes a bit as she sits down heavily on a giant tire. The view zooms out some to show the expanses of the junk yard behind her.]

Does anyone know how I ( Read more... )