Consultant, Hunter, father-figure, and grouchy badass with a shotgun full of salt rounds, Bobby Singer has been around the block enough times to know that something about the recent demon activity isn’t normal (if demon activity can ever be called normal). He’s been doing a bit of research on the names the Winchester boys have been sending him (Mammon, Astaroth, Puck, Raziel, just for starters), gathering as much information as he can before joining them in London.

[ — ]

2012 has ended, leaving us with questions unanswered. It is now 2013.

The World is ending, and London is right in the middle of it.

Hundreds are dying every day, unsolved murders are turning up left and right leaving Scotland Yard swamped with work, and even the great Sherlock Holmes and John Watson can’t keep up with it all, the dynamic duo unable to determine the connection between these seemingly random events. Bodies left mutilated and drained of blood have been found in droves in abandoned housing complexes and factories and whispers of vampires have spread through the streets like wildfire, in spite of how outlandish it may sound. The police have tried to keep it quiet, but the bodies have become more public, some even left in elaborate displays in high-traffic areas; London’s top homicide detectives and investigative teams have been put on the case, without realizing that Chief Inspector Arthur Burgess has a little divine assistance as well as inside information: the vampires are real, and they are only the tip of the iceberg.

Meanwhile, Moriarty has been running out of options; with Sherlock Holmes on the rise, and his numbers dwindling faster than he goes through Westwood suits, the criminal mastermind makes a desperate decision: He makes a deal with a devil. His soul as payment to bring down the world’s leaders, and Lucifer is only happy to oblige.

One by one, the world’s leaders have been dying off.

America’s president, Korea’s dictator, and France’s Prime Minister were among the first to have met their untimely demise at the hands of this mysterious enemy. Soon to follow, were the Japanese Prime Minister, the President of Pakistan…

We have just received the breaking news that newly elected British Prime Minister, Jonathan Ross, has been gunned down on his way to a press conference on the recent assassinations of World Leaders. We firmly believe these tragic events are related, though Scotland Yard has not released any statements.

Deputy Prime Minister Jimmy Carr will be taking over all duties left during this time of crisis.

Time has gone all wibbly. The Universe is crumbling from the inside out and even the Doctor can’t figure out the cause; impossible paradoxes are popping up left and right, fixed points in time are starting to change. The barrier between the Universes is falling apart, and the Void between them is starting to leak in.

The Darkness is coming…

 The Master—mysteriously freed from the Void—has been found by the Doctor, a broken shell of the crazed man he once was. Free of the constant pain and madness caused by the Drums of Rassilon, the Master is uncertain of himself, uncertain of his friendship with the Doctor, and uncertain of his path through Time. Will he join forces with his old friend and constant rival, or will he fall into his old habits simply to remain the Doctor’s dark antithesis?

After the bombshell released earlier this week, when the late Prime Minister Jonathan Ross was killed on his way to a press conference, parliament released plans to inaugurate former Deputy Prime Minister, Jimmy Carr. Carr was inducted earlier today and has promised that it is the government’s utmost priority to stop the recent terrorist attacks.

With all the unexplained and potentially paranormal activity going down, the Winchesters receive a mysterious phone call one night while on a hunt requesting their presence in London. Number blocked, no name, voice garbled and distorted by a machine, just a cryptic message telling them that Lucifer was free from the cage and had been spotted in London. Sam and Dean, with a recently resurrected Castiel in tow, arrive in London only to find themselves in the presence of angels…angels that they had thought long dead. Gabriel, Balthazar, and Anna have all somehow returned, none of them with any idea of how it has happened.

Timelines are crossing, alternate universes are bleeding into the universe as we know it, old faces have returned to when and where they shouldn’t, and whispers of the Bad Wolf have once again surfaced. London is the focus point for the destabilization of time and space, Ground Zero for a rip in reality that will change the lives of everyone, everywhere, everywhen, no planet, no universe is safe.

What do the demons have to gain from tampering with the very fabric of reality? How does a mortal such as Jim Moriarty fit in to their plans? Will Crowley prevail, will Lucifer, or will the crown of darkness fall in the hands of the ambitious Mammon? How does the immortal Puck fit in to Mammon’s plans, and is he really as tightly leashed to the demon prince as he has been led to believe?

Will the Earth survive the war of the angels as it is brought full-force to solid ground? Will the angels themselves survive?

The fate of every universe in existence lies in the hands of an ancient madman in a stolen blue box, the ragtag Team Free Will, a brilliant sociopath, and a handful of mortals caught in the middle of utter madness.

Who will rise and who will fall? Will enemies become allies, allies become enemies?

It’s up to us now.

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PLOT POSTS

Planning on adding more canons to the lists, but first Castiel has a few questions…

• Regarding Adam Milligan and the Archangel Michael: Should Adam still be Michael when he’s released from the cage, or should he be a separate character and we can give Michael a new vessel (either players’ choice or admin choice if the player prefers)?
• Should we include Jesse Turner (Supernatural) or not, given how freaking powerful he is for being just a kid (he’d be about 16 or so by this point)?
• Anyone interested in Bobby Singer? (I mean, come on, who wouldn’t want BOBBY around?)
• In light of the ongoing “Vampire Murders” plotline, should we include any of the “living” canon vampires from SPN, like Benny Lafitte or Andrea (even though we’re skipping Purgatory in our canon), Lenore (could return even though Castiel killed her, since the world is all timey-wimey), Kate from season 1 (who is presumably still alive) just to name a few…Though unless there is a special call for him, I’m leaving the Alpha Vampire out of this line-up.
• Should we include Clara Oswald (Doctor Who, 11’s newest companion) yet or wait until later on, since she isn’t a regular in the series yet?
• Should we bring in a time-displaced Romana or the Rani or the Corsair? Or should we just keep the Time Lords restricted to the Doctor (and a few of his regenerations) and the Master?
• Anyone else you want to request to see if we can get the slot filled? Reply to this post or drop us an ask.

You Only Live Infinity

How about we get this old boat moving again, mn?

We’ve spruced up the look of the blog, we’re working on reorganizing things, character blurbs are being added/updated, and soon there will be a full plot summary of the still-existing characters. We’ve lost a lot of people (due to inactivity on all counts, including the group itself), so please check the updated follow-list to see who all is still here.

As for new people, we are definitely open for auditions, and we have a rather desperate need for female characters (so far Anna is the only lady remaining) and Sherlock Holmes. Please check out the open character lists for open canons and admin-created originals that need players!

Since we’ve lost so many canons, we are not accepting OCs at this time that are not on the Open lists; once we get a few more canons, we will reopen OC auditions.

Keep an eye out for further updates! We’re doing our best to contact our players to let them know we’re getting things up and running again.

If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to drop one in the ask box.

The Plot | Rules | Apply | Taken

Open Characters by Series:
Doctor Who | Sherlock | Supernatural | All Originals

~Admin!Cas

For Canon Characters:

Your Name:Koschei THE MASTER
Your personal tumblr: THIS ONE, IMBECILE.
Timezone: MY TIMEZONE IS WHATEVER I WANT IT TO BE.
How active you can be:TELETUBBIES
Character You Want: ME
Any Changes?: I’M PERFECT AS I AM, EARTHWORMS. (Post “End of Time”, somehow managed to get himself free of the void between Timelocked Gallifrey and normal space and time. Plagued by the Drums, but they are simply a “phantom pain” accompanied by headaches) <br Grammar Test - Bold the correct answer:
They’re/their/there going to they’re/their/there house, which is over they’re/their/there.
I love to/two/too buy to/two/too pairs of shoes on a friday, because you can never have to/two/too many shoes.
You’re/your going to take you’re/your bag back to the shop, right?
Punctuate this sentence correctly:“I love to go to my mother’s house,” I said to my sister. <br “Do you know where you’re going?” he asked me.
“Oh my god!” I cried.
*Sample Para*:

Dum dum da dum…Dum dum da dum…It never stopped, but it wasn’t nearly as loud as it had been before the darkness; it was almost as if the connection, though not entirely severed, was at least diluted. Dum dum da dum…dum dum da dum…Always there, never relenting, even as he faded in and out of consciousness, the only sound keeping him company was the constant drumming. He had to focus. It was highly probable that he would not live long in this nothingness, his mind fading away completely as his body remain suspended in time.

He at least wanted his final hours to be lucid. He wanted his final moments to be…as sane as possible?

He wanted things to be the way things were.

Before Torvic. Before Death. Before Skaro.

Before the DRUMS.

‘…Koschei…’ What? ‘…I’m here…’

The Master forced his near-lifeless, staring eyes to look through the darkness, forcing them to try to see…anything. Something. A sliver of light, movement out the corner of his eye, anything to indicate that he wasn’t dreaming…or was simply that far gone.

‘…anything…’ Anything. ‘…to bring you back to me…’

The corner of his mouth twitched, the ghost of a smile playing over his features; of all the stubborn, impossible beings in the universe…

“…listen,” he managed to whisper, his lips barely moving as he struggled to free himself from his frozen prison, just enough to get out a message now that there was a glimmer of hope. Hope. That was something he hadn’t had in centuries. “…listen…can you hear it? The drumming…I can still hear the drumming…Doctor…Theta…please…listen.”

I’m here…

Audition definitely accepted, and welcome, Master. Thank you for gracing us with your presence.

For Canon Characters:

Your Name: Amanda
Your personal tumblr: Mandaholmes
Timezone: Eastern
How active you can be: Online at least three times a week, if not more.
Character you want: The 10^th Doctor
Any changes? What I would like to do is have the doctor to be in the same place he was when he regenerated, but somehow he was near a worm hole of some sort to Rose’s parallel universe. When he passed through the worm hole he never regenerated, but on the other side he turned into the 11^th doctor. From there when he sees Rose again he figure’s out what happens. So he finds a way to get back to the other universe to find the 11^th doctor, and help him in any way he can.

Grammar Test - Bold the correct answer:

They’re/their/there going to they’re/their/there house, which is over they’re/their/there.

I love to/two/too buy to/two/too pairs of shoes on a friday, because you can never have to/two/too many shoes.

You’re/your going to take you’re/your bag back to the shop, right?

Punctuate this sentence correctly:

“I love to go to my mother’s house” I said to my sister.

“Do you know where you’re going?” he asked me.

“Oh my god” I cried.

Sample Para*:

He wasn’t sure if the pain would ever stop, and he waited for him to go where ever he was meant to go. He began to think of what it would be like to see his family, or would he just go to sleep forever. After a few minutes he opened his eyes to only realize his ship was crashing, and he didn’t change at all.

“What?” He yelled as he wasn’t sure how it was possible but him falling back into the railing made him push the thoughts aside. He rushed to his console and began to pull levers and push buttons until finally he landed. It was more of a crash as he was pulled forward and the only thing stopping him from falling down one of the many halls of the Tardis was his jacket being caught on what the many levers. Quickly he pulled himself up, and was able to reach the one thing he needed. With a quick jerk he pushed down the control buttons and soon the Tardis was finally standing the way it was meant too.

He collapsed on the ground unsure of what was happening. How could he still be alive when he knew his hand was gone? There was no way for him to stop the regeneration so how on earth did he do it. The doctor couldn’t help but to laugh as he was just happy to be alive. The catastrophe of die was diverted, and he was honestly not about to think about it right now. However he was worried about what could be outside. Soon he was back on his feet slamming his hand on the screen to make it start working again.

“Oh come on!” He yelled until finally the screen flashed and in front of him was a beach he just left only some hours ago.

“Think, think, think! How could this happen!” He yelled as he smacked his head a few times trying to recall the last few hours, and trying to figure out how it all happened. The doctor finally sighed as he began to push random buttons and suddenly the Tardis was moved to a more secure place. He wasn’t about to leave it there on the beach, and with just one switch the Tardis finally powered down, and then back up again. He activated the recovery protocol that the ship came with. He knew it was going to be several hours, if not days, before it was fully functioning again.

The Doctor stopped as he looked back at the screen, and saw the date he landed. He smiled as he saw that for once he only landed the day after he saw her. “Well I guess there is a first for everything.” And with that he left his blue box in an ally, lock and secure. As he walked he waved at several people passing by, and he had a new appreciation for live that he never felt before. This was like a second chance for him, and he wasn’t about to give it up. His double might not be as happy to see The Doctor back, but he knew eventually he would have to leave again. If he was here and more than likely stuck here, who was on the other side? Was his next regeneration out there fighting all the demons in the world? Or was Earth, and surrounding planets stranded with no protection.

His feet began to move a little faster as he remembers how to get to Rose’s house. The Doctor had to admit he did find a way to watch a security camera that was outside her house, and remembered the exact coordinates of the camera too. He had to find her as he knew that soon he had to go back, because he wasn’t about to take the chance of leaving the universe unprotected. The creeping thoughts were creeping inside of his head until finally he was practically running down the street until finally he found the camera.

The Doctor smiled as he turned around to watch a bag of groceries rolling across the court yard. Standing in front of him was Rose Tyler herself looking at him as if she had seen a ghost. He honestly couldn’t blame her, but his smile grew wider when he saw her.

“Hello Rose”

Audition Accepted! Set up your rp account and message us from it, and we’ll let everyone know you’re here!

Your Name: Bridgit
Your personal tumblr: usandourshadowstoo.tumblr.com
Timezone: PST
How active you can be: Most, if not all weekdays and weekends.
Character you want: Rose Marion Tyler
Any changes?: Nope

Grammar Test - Bold the correct answer:

They’re/their/there going to they’re/their/there house, which is over they’re/their/there.

I love to/two/too buy to/two/too pairs of shoes on a friday, because you can never have to/two/too many shoes.

You’re/your going to take you’re/your bag back to the shop, right?

Punctuate this sentence correctly:

“I love to go to my mother’s house,” I said to my sister.

“Do you know where you’re going?” he asked me.

“Oh my God!” I cried. 

Sample Para*:

Rose rolled her eyes, smiling at the closed bathroom door.

“Oi!  D’ya think we can make it out of here before the turn of the century?” She called.  

Her Doctor - Doctor 10.5, or John Smith as he was called in this universe- was taking ages to get ready in the bathroom once again.  Tonight was their one year anniversary dinner. According to him he had been planning every little detail of this night for weeks, which seemed to include which direction his hair flopped.  He’d hidden the secret fairly well, leaving Rose with some suspicions about what he’d been up to but always covering up his tracks.  He never left enough proof to print, just a few clues here and there to keep Rose guessing.  

“I’ll just be a minute!” He called, and Rose heard a few things being moved around in the bathroom.  She chuckled, imagining the fifth reorganizing of the Doctor’s enormous collection of alien hair products.  

Briefly, she glanced at the vase of white roses on her nightstand.  The Doctor had always liked the cliche of buying Rose a gift of roses, while Rose had outwardly shown distaste towards the idea and had secretly thought it was really romantic.  Today, they were the perfect surprise to wake up to earlier that day.

Finally the Doctor emerged, looking especially handsome in black tie.  That was another mysterious, unspoken rule about this evening - the required dress was formal.  It narrowed the choices somewhat, but it wasn’t enough to reveal anything for Rose.  

She glanced in the mirror once again, adjusting the skirt of her golden yellow dress and turning back to the Doctor.  “You look beautiful,” he murmured.  Rose grinned, twirling and making the skirt of her dress fan out in front of her.  

The Doctor chuckled.  Rose straightened up, “Shall we?” she asked, grinning that good old tongue-in-teeth smile.  

Rose grabbed her purse from the hook on their bathroom door.  Once her purse was slung over her shoulder and her arm was comfortably in the Doctor’s where it should be, the two exited their shared apartment building in good spirits.   

The wind outside that night was strong enough to blow Rose’s hair in all directions.  The lovers were unaware of slight bend to their reality that had occurred the moment they had stepped away from their paradise.  The odd pulling feeling in all directions and a sudden flash of bright, white light.  

Rose chuckled, trying to pin her hair down with a spare clip from her purse.  

Tonight the Doctor’s arrangements included a limousine being ordered to take them to their special destination.   Glancing out at the street, Rose realized that nothing like a limousine was waiting outside their apartment.  Nor any other car of any kind.  Rose looked around, her instinct for trouble started kicking in.  

“Doctor, what is this?” She turned to face him, only to find him gone, and parts of her universe rapidly disappearing around her. 

Audition Accepted! Message us from your new account, and we’ll let everyone know you’re here!

For Canon Characters:

Your Name: Lynn
Your personal tumblr: sabrina-moran
Timezone: -5 GMT
How active you can be: I’m usually on once a day for a few hours
Character you want: Sally Sparrow
Any changes? Her and Larry didn’t quite work out. They’re still friends and business partners, but she’s happily single and focusing on her photography and the business.

Grammar Test - Bold the correct answer:

They’re/their/there going to they’re/their/there house, which is over they’re/their/there.

I love to/two/too buy to/two/too pairs of shoes on a Friday, because you can never have to/two/too many shoes.

You’re/your going to take you’re/your bag back to the shop, right?

Punctuate this sentence correctly:

“I love to go to my mother’s house,” I said to my sister.

“Do you know where you’re going?” he asked me.

“Oh, my god!” I cried.

Sample Para*: Sally sat behind the desk of the used book store with her laptop, editting some of the recent photos she had taken. You would think that with what had happened to her because of her penchant for urban exploration, she would have quit, but it had done the opposite. She was far more excited about it than she had been. She was sure that she would never get more adventure than she had gotten back then, but she was more apt to take risks for photos now, and her that showed in her work.

Sally sighed, almost hoping that she would run into the Doctor again someday, but she was happy with the quietness of her life at the moment.

Application Accepted! Set up your account for Sally Sparrow and message us from it!

For Original Characters:

Your Name: Caroline
Your personal tumblr:  http://go-somewhereelse.tumblr.com/ 
Timezone: GMT -7
How active you can be: 7 (See what I did there with the 7s?)
Character Name:Leigh Smith
Character Age: 20
Face Claim: candice accola
Show: Doctor Who
Grammar Test - Bold the correct answer:

They’re/their/there going to they’re/their/there house, which is over they’re/their/there.

I love to/two/too buy to/two/too pairs of shoes on a friday, because you can never have to/two/too many shoes.

You’re/your going to take you’re/your bag back to the shop, right?

Punctuate this sentence correctly:

“I love to go to my mothers house” I said to my sister.

“Do you know where youre going?” he asked me.

“Oh my god!” I cried.

Sample Para*:

What happens when The Doctors daughter Jenny has a kid? I do. Then I find a vortex manipulator and Find my way to the planet they call earth. I landed in Cardiff 1924 and since then i have been jumping around this planet trying to track down  my grandfather. That’s weird to say.  But lately I’ve been hanging around the Torchwood hub in 2012 waiting for The Doc tor to come back. 

Few people have noticed me here, but that needs to change now. I am making my self present where I need to be because then I can find the Doctor and I think i know where to start. 

Application Accepted! Set up your account for Leigh Smith and message us from it!

Your Name: Shaun
Your personal tumblr: thearchangel’sprophet.tumblr.com
Timezone: East Coast
How active you can be: Almost every day unless something comes up
Character you want: Donna Noble
Any changes? She’s perfect the way she is.

Grammar Test - Bold the correct answer:

They’re/their/there going to they’re/their/there house, which is over they’re/their/there.

I love to/two/too buy to/two/too pairs of shoes on a friday, because you can never have to/two/too many shoes.

You’re/your going to take you’re/your bag back to the shop, right?

Punctuate this sentence correctly:

“I love to go to my mother’s house.” I said to my sister.

“Do you know where you’re going?” He asked me.

“Oh my god!” I cried.

Sample Para*:

Donna had never liked snow. Not even as a child. Every snow day had brought nothing but bad luck: slipping on a patch of ice, falling face first into the frozen wasteland and catching a cold, or - lest she forget the Great Mistake - trying to ride a bicycle only to break a leg.

But more than that, snow days brought back strange ideas. As a child she’d wonder if the sky was full of frozen children waiting to fall. Even now, as a woman of nearly 40, she still had strange ideas. Of men in brown coats and creatures holding miniature suns.

Application Accepted! Set up your account for Donna Noble and message us from it!

For Canon Characters:

Your Name: Sarah Jane~
Your personal tumblr: thefantasticten.tumblr.com
Timezone: Central Standard Time.
How active you can be: Really Active.
Character you want: The tenth doctor~
Any changes? Nope!~

Grammar Test - Bold the correct answer:

They’re/their/there going to they’re/their/there house, which is over they’re/their/there.

I love to/two/too buy to/two/too pairs of shoes on a friday, because you can never have to/two/too many shoes.

You’re/your going to take you’re/your bag back to the shop, right?

Punctuate this sentence correctly:

i love to go to my mothers house, i said to my sister

do you know where youre going, he asked me

oh my god, i cried “

Sample Para*:

Standing over the TARDIS controls excitedly, his grin in place as usual, the Doctor twisted a long purple lever so it began to make the TARDIS whirr and vibrate all around him; He loved this sound- it was his favorite sound in the entire universe. Well that and the dinner bell. But it was a close second. His feet dashed here and about around the large control panel, fingers swiftly moving over the controls and his voice ringing about in an excited jamboree.

All but too suddenly the TARDIS threw him from his feet and off track of where he had planned to go. Where in the rassilon was she taking him! Huffing loudly, he inwardly groaned as he fought to stand on the shaky grates under him, thanking the mechanics for making the TARDIS so sturdy. But still his question nagged at him, and he found himself almost grumbling to her. “Where do you think we’re going, mate? Come on now, I wanted to go to the third courting of Hamedala the sixteenth!”

Eventually she landed and his feet were restored to their rightful place; Not above his head, but back on the floor of the TARDIS. He had become quite annoyed at her actions but he knew deep inside he could never stay mad at the old girl. Pushing out the TARDIS, darkness surrounded him immediately- the only light was the lighting above that read Police Call Box. “Where ‘ave you taken me now? You never take me anywhere interesting nowadays, mate.”

But some things were beyond even the Doctor’s control, and he found himself grinning up a whole new storm. “Oh, who am I kidding? You always take me somewhere interesting.”With that, he reached into his coat and brought our his sonic, venturing into the darkness with all that protecting him was his sonic and a pep in his step; But did he really need any more than that?

Application Accepted! Set up your account for the Tenth Doctor and message us from it. Happy roleplaying! 

The Ninth Doctor | Doctor Who | Age: 903 | FC: Christopher Eccleston | OPEN

Yes, the Ninth Doctor’s attention has been caught too. This incarnation was born of anger and fire and revenge- and definitely not afraid to kill if it suits the greater good. He’s a solider, and a damn good one too. This being said, he is still the Doctor and he still has a firm moral code and a fantastic curiosity for the Universe. He has his dark moments, but he still is light hearted and whimsical. Just remember: Always carry a banana. Always. 

**Timeline up to player

The Tenth Doctor | Doctor Who | Age: 903-907 | FC: David Tennant | OPEN

Oh, yes! The Tenth Doctor is also on the case. With the Universe riddled with paradoxes, what is a little old Time Lord meeting himself going to really do? The Tenth Doctor noticed all this jiggery pokery going down, and decided to snoop around for himself. He’s the manic, childish Doctor that runs around, making pop culture references and saving the Universe. But- not without the occasional bout of angst, of course. 

**Timeline up to the player. 

The 11th Doctor | Doctor Who | Age: Early 1000s | FC: Matt Smith|TAKEN

The Eleventh Doctor is the current incarnation of the Doctor, and is little more… Ridiculous than his earlier counterparts. He has a fondness for strange foods and clothing that can only be matched by his quick and fierce temper. He’s the oldest Doctor so far- a little more self depreciating than the others, for certain, but he still has the arrogant smugness about him that is entirely the Doctor. His timeline is set after The Wedding of River Song. 

John Smith (The Doctor, 10.5) | Doctor Who | Age: Unknown | FC: David Tennant | OPEN

John is the Doctor’s biological meta-crisis. He is exactly like the 10th Doctor in personality, save the few bits of Donna Noble that often get mixed in. He’s human, though, just with a bit of Time Lord. Officially, he is John Smith, working in Pete’s World’s Torchwood. However, most everyone calls him the Doctor, even if he isn’t a full Time Lord. He and Rose have been pulled from their universe, though, and into their original one. They don’t know how and they don’t know why. All they know is that they’re in London now, and whatever brought them there doesn’t want them leaving. 

Your Name: Lynn
Your personal tumblr: sabrina-moran
Timezone: -5 GMT (Eastern)
How active you can be: I will be active most days, and keep everyone updated if I’m going to be missing more than one day. (Or have a DAMN good excuse.)
Character you want: Gwen Cooper
Any changes?: Not changes, per say. I’m assuming that this is post-Miracle Day?

Grammar Test - Bold the correct answer:

They’re/their/there going to they’re/their/there house, which is over they’re/their/there.

I love to/two/too buy to/two/too pairs of shoes on a friday, because you can never have to/two/too many shoes.

You’re/your going to take you’re/your bag back to the shop, right?

Punctuate this sentence correctly:

“I love to go to my mother’s house,” I said to my sister.

“Do you know where you’re going?” he asked me.

“Oh, my god!” I cried.

Sample Para: Gwen Cooper sat behind the desk in her with Rhys, getting that feeling, that itch, that something was about to happen. Something far bigger than Torchwood was, but she had dealt with that before and she wasn’t afraid to do it again. In fact, she welcomed it, except for missing her darling baby girl. She stood and went to the window and looked out into the night sky, sighing. Even though she saw nothing there, she was convinced that there was something coming.

She heard Arwen rustle in her sleep and went to check on her, ever so quietly. If she woke her, she was sure she wouldn’t hear the end of it from Rhys. The baby was still sleeping, though, legs kicking softly as she dreamed. Not even out of her crib yet, and her daughter was already running. She took one more deep sigh and climbed back into bed to lay awake and watch the stars.

Application Accepted! Set up your account for Gwen Cooper and message us from it. And yes, it’s post Miracle Day.

Gwen Cooper | Doctor Who | Age: 27 | FC: Eve Myles | TAKEN

Gwen was, in so many words, the groups’ conscience. She was the one that held the group together. Gwen isn’t afraid to speak her mind, and you do not want to be on her shit list. She’s got deep protective roots and has hardened a bit from the open little police officer Jack found all those years ago.  All in all, Gwen is a pretty bamf lady, and she is a great asset to the team.