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Jan 24, 2008 22:07

I remember at some point in my earlier lives I really didn't like Christmas. Flat out despised the whole human tradition. First of all, I've always had an issue with giving a gift just to get a gift, which is what the whole concept of Christmas appears to be when you look at it from eight hundred billion light years away on a SightScope ( Read more... )

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clever_wanderer January 25 2008, 03:51:10 UTC
That was brilliant, serene and creepy, all at the same time. You really showed the way Ten's changed since his introduction, makes me want to go watch The Christmas Invasion again :D I loved the bit about the way he speaks being slower than he does now, "but it holds a sort of desperation for noise." I love that, a "desperation for noise" This really was fantastic :D

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OOC ourslutty_yoda January 25 2008, 04:02:18 UTC
"I shrug the new coat on a bit tighter and realize it's a little loose in the shoulders, I'm probably going to have to get it tailored. 3322, fantastic year for tailoring, surprisingly enough considering the eight separate civil wars going on. I tug on my ear and try to correlate tailoring and civil war. Maybe they just needed nice suits."

You amaze my by being able to put such humor into such a deep piece.

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ambitious_woman January 25 2008, 04:59:13 UTC
This was absolutely lovely, especially the attention to detail in calling out their differences. You care for both versions of the character. Well done.

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sinister_charm January 25 2008, 18:51:36 UTC
Wonderful narration and examination of the changes the character went through in the span of three years.

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cantsharethem January 29 2008, 08:09:45 UTC
I really enjoyed this. You really were able to show how the character changed over the years.

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