A series of unanswered messages to soundofmurder

You've reached Gabriel Jenkins. I can't come to the phone right now. Leave a message and a number and what dimension you're in and I'll return your call as soon as possible.

Sylar, it's me. The Doctor. Uhhhhhh, current universe, planet Earth---anyway, do you get BBC3 where you are? There's this documentary on cats, and there's this one that looks a bit like the one you've been caring for. Positively adorable, wanted to share, haven't heard from you in a while and all that. Ciao. *click*


You've reached Gabriel Jenkins. I can't come to the phone right now. Leave a message and a number and what dimension you're in and I'll return your call as soon as possible.

Oh, and I met Mohinder. Nice bloke. *click*


You've reached Gabriel Jenkins. I can't come to the phone right now. Leave a message and a number and what dimension you're in and I'll return your call as soon as possible.

Sylar, it's me. Heard there was an explosion just outside of Tokyo. Did you hear about that? Do you think anyone might've heard if it's natural...or...alien or anything? Call me back. *click*


You've reached Gabriel Jenkins. I can't come to the phone right now. Leave a message and a number and what dimension you're in and I'll return your call as soon as possible.

Sylar, it's me. I was right. It's the Sontarans. Rather nasty species, thought they were all cleared out during the Time War. Now, you haven't been on an adventure with me in a while you up for a quick trip? Call me back. Oh, and soon. *click*


You've reached Gabriel Jenkins. I can't come to the phone right now. Leave a message and a number and what dimension you're in and I'll return your call as soon as possible.

Sylar, it's me. Right, sorry. Went and fought the Sontarans, though it would've been nice to have even heard back from you. Do you even check your voicemail? I bet you'd check back if it was my other self. Positively ridiculous. Anyway, I'll be in your neck of the universe next week, have to give a speech at the UNIT convention in New York. So, call me back, let me know when you're free, I'll buy you a cup of coffee or something. Maybe some, I dunno, chips or something? No, you lot call them fries, don't you? Anyway. Yep. *click*


You've reached Gabriel Jenkins. I can't come to the phone right now. Leave a message and a number and what dimension you're in and I'll return your call as soon as possible.

Stop being difficult and answer your phone. Anyway, Sylar, it's me. Just got out of the conference, but nobody's answering at your apartment. Are you home? Is everything all right? This is ridicu---I'm going to try Mohinder's phone. *click*


You've reached Gabriel Jenkins. I can't come to the phone right now. Leave a message and a number and what dimension you're in and I'll return your call as soon as possible.

Right, so I don't have Mohinder's phone number. And my former self won't pick up the phone if he knows it's me. Just...leave me something, all right? I'm not getting worried, because I don't...that's not...just call back. *click*

Pirates! RP for ambitious_woman

Italy is the most beautiful country in Europe as well as the weakest. France is invincible when attacked on its own territory. My country doesn’t like the sea so the fleet won’t be powerful.

Reinette had said that, or she would say that in one of her letters, historically. France's Navy was far from powerful, and that was well known. They weren't an attacking nation, not since Napoleon. A navy wasn't necessary.

Which was, of course, why this small but very direct pirate ship decided to attack the wealthy-looking French vessel sailing from England back to France. The captain and sailors were more concerned for the large chunks of ice and the falling snow than the possibility of pirates in English waters. And then, there they were.

The commotion caused by the attack woke the Doctor, who had been snoozing over the captain's logs, and by the time he had his senses about him, he was huddled on deck in a fur coat that was two sizes too big with the rest of the male crewmembers. He didn't know where the females were, and therefore didn't know where Reinette was.

He remembered studying pirates in his youth. He was terrified for her safety. Even if they believed her ransomable, they might not be so delicate with her in the voyage back to France.

Snow fell in his lengthening hair, and he bundled himself tighter against the spray of the icy sea water. The pirates appeared to be searching for treasure and staying warm below, while the crew they kept alive froze on deck.

stolen from soundofmurder and meta as the Doctor wouldn't do it.

Write a personal ad for yourself (in which you assume that you are single or otherwise available).

1) It has to make you sound as unappealing as possible
2) It has to be honest - you can't lie at all
3) It can't sound as though you're deliberately making yourself sound unappealing.


SWM, Time Lord, significantly older than you. Mostly asexual, and as absolutely vanilla as possible. Is frequently distracted, talks too quickly, and will be completely oblivious to any and all romantic interest you might have in him. WLTM: Companion-type for live-in adventuring situation. Must wear inappropriate shoes yet run long distances quickly. Must enjoy screaming, running for your life, and life-threatening situations. NOT into BDSM, no Master-types please.