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I need a Doctor...

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I need a Doctor...

Hey there. I have recently become obsessed with Doctor Who and would very much like to explore a world with the Doctor and The Tardis.
You can choose the Doctor. My fav is 9 (my first doctor) but I also love 10 and 11 nearly as much. This would be a completely different storyline then the series. I want to use some of the same creatures, but my character would be the companion instead of Rose, Amy, Martha or Clara.

Please let me know either here or in a pm that you are interested. I feel that there are a lot of places we could go with this, seeing as how the Doctor's universe is basically limitless. It would focus mainly on adventure and drama, with some romance thrown in because I am a hopeless romantic.
Hope to hear from you soon!
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The Walking Dead : Among the Ruined - Season 2

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The Walking Dead : Among the Ruined - Season 2

Katie - Haywood - Shot

When Katie peeked her head up she saw Emma was gone. "Emma?" she called out, but her small voice was lost in the shouts and gunfire. Bullets ricocheted off of the buildings around her. People were dying and dead. There was too much noise... noise brought the monsters...

Katie got up. She couldn't stay there on the ground. She had to get higher, to look for the monsters. She had to find Emma.
"Emma!" she called out, moving carefully through the battle. Nobody really paid attention to her, a small being among fighting men. When a bullet went passed her ear she screamed and ducked down. Maybe staying on the ground wasn't such a bad thing after all...

Crawling on her belly, Katie used the bodies of people on the ground as cover as she made her way around. "Emma!" she screamed, her voice getting strained with tears. She hated this. Hated guns.
Suddenly, amazingly, she finally saw Emma. She was standing with another girl who was crying over the body of a man. Emma was standing, facing the mean man from before, the one who had spoken so badly about her daddy. She was pointing a gun.
"Emma!" Katie yelled and stood up, waving her arms and jumping. "Emma! Em-!"

BANG!

Something hit her hard. Katie looked down. There was red stuff on her shirt... and her shoulder hurt...
The little girl looked back up at Emma in shock. Then, almost in slow motion, she fell.
It hurt so much... very badly...
Daddy...

Star Wars: The New Jedi Academy

Amalia sat looking out the window. She was in her room at the Jedi Academy, on some planet called Yavin IV.
Back on her home planet of Syrenia, they would be making dinner around this time. Her grandfather would be cleaning the fish and her grandmother would be gathering milk from the ghost moths. It had been Amalia's job to heat the water and boil the milk, separating the silk from the liquid. She wondered who would do that, now that she wasn't there.

Everything had changed the day that the man called Skywalker had come down from the sky to their planet, wanting to take Amalia with him. Despite his protests, her grandparents and all of the other Syrenians had been convinced that he was one of the gods, returning to take Amalia with him to become one of the higher beings. Since her father had disappeared everyone has assumed Amalia was the 'Star Child', sharing the blood of the gods. So of course when Skywalker appeared to take her away they practically forced her out the door. They hadn't even seemed sad to see her leave.

Amalia hadn't spoken much on the trip out. She mainly sat and observed, and she had learned that Master Skywalker was no god. None of the people she met were. They were just people. But Master Skywalker had a gift. A gift that made him one of a group called Jedi. A gift that Amalia also shared. He claimed it was how he had found her. He wanted to teach her how to use this gift, something that he called 'The Force', to make her stronger. For what reason she still didn't fully understand. All she knew was they she likely was never going to see Syrenia again.
Amalia wasn't sure how she felt about this. About all of it. It was confusing and upsetting, it was interesting and fascinating, it was unnerving and terrifying. Sometimes she felt such anger and sadness, but other times she felt happiness and curiosity. At this point she wasn't quite such what to think or feel anymore. She had already seen so many things, different species of creatures that she had never imagined existed. But Luke Skywalker had assured her that everything would come together and make sense for her in time. So she would just have to trust him.
For now...

The Walking Dead : Among the Ruined - Season 2

Katie - Haywood - Emma

Katie watched as Rob walked away. Something was wrong. She didn't like it.
"Emma?" she asked worriedly. "What's-?"
A shot made the little girl scream and drop to her knees, covering her ears. More shots came. Men were yelling.

"Emma!" she screamed, starting to cry. It was like the underground all over again. More shooting, more people dying.
"Daddy!" she screamed, wanting him there with her more then anything.

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Jessalyn - House - Abram

After talking to Abram, and still worrying about things, Jess had decided to go upstairs. She was very tired all of the sudden. It was hard to believe that she was now six months pregnant. Three more months to go. Three more months to welcome her child into this world. She hoped that by then she would know whether or not Floyd would become more then a friend to her. She wondered if by then the baby would be calling him 'Uncle' or 'Daddy'.

She hadn't been laying down long when large footfalls came bounding up the stairs. She had just barely sat up when Abram burst into the room.
Walkers? Coming? To their haven?
Fear, cold and raw, shot down her spine like ice. Leave? But Floyd wasn't there.
Jess hurried after Abram down the stairs. "But we can't just leave. We're not prepared," she said. "And what about all of our supplies?"
But even as she protested she knew he was right. But still there was one thing she would not budge on.
"I'm not leaving without Floyd," she said, her voice deadly serious. "He would never leave me behind."
She looked out the window at the horde coming their way. "They follow sound. They'll follow the car. They'll follow you."
She patted Abram on the arm and smiled. "Don't worry. I'll be fine here inside the house. If they don't have a reason to come inside they'll just move on. Lead them away from here. Try to find Floyd. Then, come back for me. That will give me time to pack some supplies. We can't afford to leave everything behind."

The Walking Dead : Among the Ruined - Season 2

Katie - Haywood - Emma

Katie studied the man thoughtfully. He seemed nice, and she really did want to take flowers to Emma...
"Okay," she finally said, taking his hand in her small one and walking with him.

It was about fifteen minutes later when they arrived at the house. Katie skipped along, flowers in her hand.
"Emma!" she cried out in a little girl sing-song voice. "Emma! I got something for you!" she called, holding out the flowers with one hand and pulling Rob along with the other.
She skidded to a stop in front of Emma. "I picked these for you. So you can be happy now, okay?" she said, offering the small bundle of flowers to her new friend.

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Jessalyn - House - Abram

Jess listened while Abram spoke of his daughter.
"I wish I'd had a Dad like you," she said and sighed. "I wish I could believe that, but I just don't know anymore. I seem to offend him all the time. I don't mean to, but I do. I just wish... I wish I could tell him that..."
Jess covered her face with her hands. "I try to get close and he pushes me away. I'm falling in love with him, but he just... I can't tell what he feels half the time. I'm scared to be in love like this, because if he doesn't feel the same, then I am just setting myself up to be hurt again. I wish I knew for sure."

She placed her hands on her stomach. "If I say something, if I confess my feelings, and he doesn't feel the same way, my heart will be broken and things will never be the same between us. I know I'm probably being selfish. I should be content with just having him here with me. But I'm not. Not anymore. I want to be more then just someone he is taking care of out of pity. I want to be with him. I want him to be the father to my baby, because I want my child to be raised with the kind of fatherly love that I never had. Floyd doesn't think so, but I know he'll be a great father."

The Walking Dead : Among the Ruined - Season 2

Jessalyn - House - Abram

Jess tossed and turned, but couldn't relax enough to nap. She was too worried. Worried about Floyd. What they had wasn't exactly a fight, but it hadn't ended very well either. With the way his personality was would he be angry for a while, or at least standoff-ish? She wasn't going to apologize for saying what she felt, but she didn't want things to be awkward between them.
What was she supposed to do? She had no idea how a man's brain worked, how they thought or reacted to things, what got their attention, how to say things so they would understand.

Jessalyn sat up and sighed. She wasn't going to get any sleep, so she might as well get up.
She went back down the stairs. The kitchen was empty, but she could see Abram in the living room. She bit her lip. He was a man. Would he be able to help her with the 'Floyd Situation'?
It was worth a try.

Gathering her courage, she went into the living room and sat in a chair opposite him.
"Abram? May I ask you a few questions? I really need some advice and... well... please don't be offended, but other then Floyd you are the only man I know. I know this is going to sound strange but..." more lip biting. "Could you tell me how a man thinks?"
She realized this probably needed a little more explination.
"You see... I wasn't completely honest with you. I'm sorry. Floyd and I are not... well... together... he is not the father of my baby, but that is another story. Anyway, he treats me like a child. I know I'm in my late teens, but I am not a child. I... really like Floyd... A lot... I might even be falling in love with him. I'm not sure. But the point is I don't know what to do. I want him to treat me like a woman, not a child. As a man, how does a woman get your attention? What is it about a woman that makes you notice her in... that way?" she said, stammering quite a bit. "I'm sorry if this doesn't make sense, but I'm not experienced with this so I'm not sure how to put things."

The Walking Dead : Among the Ruined - Season 2

Jessalyn - House - Floyd

Jess blew out her breath when he went inside the house. She refused to feel guilty and regret what she had said. It had needed to be said. She did regret snapping and poking her finger into his chest, but you could only push a pregnant lady so far before hormones got involved.
Sighing deeply, she went sat in a chair on the porch. Floyd needed space right now she was sure. He probably didn't want to see her for a while. And she was still a little irritated at him.

Honestly for a big manly man like him he really wasn't very observant. She had done everything she could to show him how she felt about him, she had even came right out and admitted it moments ago. What more did he need? A song and dance? Connect the dots?
Men were frustrating. Either they couldn't keep their hands off or wouldn't put their hands on. They were dense too. When she had said she wanted him to think of her as a woman, she had meant that in a romantic sense. But she was sure he hadn't taken it that way. He'd probably start treating her like an old lady now, or maybe a sister.
She didn't want to be his sister damn it! She wanted to be...

It was hopeless. Why didn't she just give up? It didn't seem like Floyd was even capable of having feelings for anyone. At least not the kind of feelings she held for him, that she longed for him to have for her. Maybe it was because she was pregnant? That seemed to throw men off, scare them.
What if one day a woman who was not pregnant came along? Someone tall and curvy and gorgeous with pouty lips and big boobs would take Floyd away from her.
Jess looked down at her body, studying it. Other then her swollen belly, it wasn't that bad. Her breasts were average, not large but not small. Her hips curved softly. She had always been slightly pudgy, but not overweight. Her legs were long and her ankles slim. Her hands were average but her fingers were long. She had taken piano lessons as a child because of her long fingers. Her eyes were hazel, a mixture of brown, green and grey. Her ears were small and dainty looking. Her nose was decent, with a dusting of freckles across it that turned dark if she spent too much time in the sun.
Not bad, but not a beauty queen. Not plain, but not a cover model.
She was the poster child for 'average'.

She placed her hands on her stomach, feeling her baby moving inside of her. It felt like he was stretching. He was restless, ready to get out probably.
"Not yet little one," she said with a gentle smile. "You still have a few more months."
It was surprising to think about. In around 3 months or so, she was going to be a mother. And whether Floyd liked it or not he was going to be a father, at least in spirit.

The sun was burning hot. Jess wiped her forehead and stood, heading for the door. A little nap sounded good to her.
She entered the house but didn't see Floyd or Abram. She wondered where they had gotten to before heading up the stairs. It was slow going because she felt incredibly tired all of the sudden. Reaching the main room, she yawned widely. Changing out of her sweaty clothes, she pulled on one of the men's shirts from the closet and a pair of sleep shorts because they had an elastic waistband and fit well.
Climbing into the bed, she cuddled under the covers and tried to relax.

Star Wars: The New Jedi Academy

I really hope this is okay. I do not know much about the Star Wars universe, but since Nobody is my friend I joined at his request. Please be patient with me if I get things wrong. I will correct my mistakes as quickly as possible.

Name: Amalia
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Syrenian (human-like)
Jedi Class: Unknown
Appearance: Amalia
Bio: Amalia is an only child. Her mother died when she was young and she never knew her father. Her grandparents, who raised her, said that he was a god who came from the sky and before she was born. As a child Amalia would watch the sky for hours, waiting for him to come back.
When she started showing signs of a strange ability (the Force) everyone believed it was a gift from the gods, proof she shared the blood of the gods. They treated her as such. As the "Star Child" she was kept away from other children, so as not to contaminate her pureness. Amalia spent a lot of her time alone and she hated it, but eventually got used to it. She never really had a childhood, never got to be a child.
Amalia has always known that something is missing, but can't understand what that something is...
Personality: Quiet and loyal, Amalia would rather suffer in silence then cause trouble for others. She has trouble trusting in herself or trusting others. She had never left home before so anything new is automatically something to be cautious of. She rarely gets angry, but when she does she tends to stay that way for a while. She doesn't talk much, preferring to use her actions to speak for her. Words do not mean much to her. It is too easy for people to lie. It is their actions that define who they are.
She meditates a LOT. You will usually find her in the quietest place around, sitting cross-legged on the ground with her eyes closed. Because of this she is very intuned to her surroundings and she uses the force to reach beyond herself and 'listen' to the world around her.
Lightsaber : None

Images of Syrenia