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OOC Sample #1 Clark Kent and 11th.

Oct 24, 2012 07:44

(Please be aware this was my first time playing the Doctor and a friend played Kent.)

To say that Clark Kent was confused was an understatement. Okay, so maybe confused wasn't the right word. "Lost" was more fitting.

As he sat upon a rooftop in New York City, the 23-year-old had far too much on his mind due to far too many problems - and no, his ( Read more... )

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spaceswag October 23 2012, 18:46:10 UTC

"No, no! What are you doing?!" The Doctor yelled dramatically at the TARDIS console, she hadn't been behaving for a while now and he was sure she was mad at him or something, could she be mad if she couldn't talk? He tilted his head for a moment and then gasped, grabbing onto the console as they bounced through time and space, his head dizzy with both excitement and frustration. He caressed the console and sighed. "Look whatever I did, I'm sorry okay? In the end it's just you and me anyway, ay, old girl," he said affectionately before yelling out as he was thrown around a little before everything came to a still and they were rematerializing and everything was quiet ( ... )

spaceswag October 23 2012, 18:46:52 UTC

Superhuman hearing had been tuned to the city, scanning for any sign of distress that required his aid. At this point in time, Clark almost wished for something to happen, just so that he could get his mind off of things. No. No, that was wrong. He should never wish for something like that, not even on the worst of his enemies. He wasn't a spiteful person, but most importantly, he wasn't somebody who hoped for violence just for the sake of violence. Once more, he proved to himself that he wasn't ready yet. Or maybe he was ready, and he just didn't know that this was the sort of person that he was to become: hoping for violence ( ... )

spaceswag October 23 2012, 18:48:02 UTC

Ah. It seemed this was a young Superman, if he was going by the outfit, that was, eying him up eagerly, ignoring his questions, just walk up and grin at him ( ... )

spaceswag October 23 2012, 18:48:40 UTC

As if the skinny little guy in the '50s clothing wasn't weird enough, he began to get even more excited. When he reached into his jacket, Clark immediately took a defensive stance, inadvertently projecting a heroic image as he placed his bulletproof chest forward to block the inevitable firearm's bullet. But rather than pulling out a gun, the strange fellow instead produced what appeared to be an electric toothbrush with a flashlight attachment, which in turn made the sound that one would almost expect from said toothbrush. Then he said something about having "soniced" the "Man of Steel", and then proceeded to violate his personal space by patting him right in the center of the symbol that his mother had so lovingly sewed into his shirt ( ... )

spaceswag October 23 2012, 18:49:41 UTC

"It does not sound like a tractor and I do not know tractors, in fact I've never even ridden a tractor, or do you drive it? Is it like a spaceship?" he asked rubbing at his chin. "It just so happens that I leave the break on, but I like it like that, I like that sound," he said stubbornly. "It's cool. And you are cool, or at least you will be..." Was that rude? Oh well. It wasn't like he'd meant it in a mean or rude way so he'd like to think that it didn't count anyway, besides, they hardly had time for this, he still had things to do, that was the only reason he'd be here. Maybe he had to help Clark ( ... )