Because God is all about the ships. Or something.

[misscam]

” BUT our Lord Jesus is very gracious to us.
Because I started praying for JKR and our ship. I didn't think He'd do anything because God doesn't like to mess with free will. If JKR wants to write it that way, then so be it. However, that night, I had a dream of grown-up and pregnant H/Hr.”

...!

Okay, I'm a wee atheist, so maybe I'm not up to date on praying etiquette, but praying for your ship? Your ship? What? I mean, you don't see me sacreficing a goat to Odin to bring forth the glorious Nine/Rose/Ten ('the threesome for those who just can't choose between Nine and Ten!'), now do you? I might be off here, but it seems to me that the God of religion is in fact not Santa Claus. And if he was, I think he'd prefer to give you socks over a ship. (Not to mention, what would he give the eager prayers for the opposite ship? He might have to go for the orgy to satisfy all, poor divinity.)

cryptile is the Featured Whovian of the week. Poke her with questions. Pooooke.

Meanwhile, I am writing my first Eight fic. Interesting... A tease, because I like to do it.

Tomorrow, the world is ending, and today, he is happy.

He goes to London, May 1945, watching the people rejoice and the war be over. He snogs complete strangers. Complete strangers snog him. He sings all the wrong words to songs and no one cares. He dances with an old woman in the street to silent music, and she rests her head on his shoulder and sighs. Just once, just happy.

Tomorrow, she's going to die, he knows. But then, so is he.

He takes Leonardo DaVinci flying, and is miffed when Leonardo steals his design. He crashes into a field with the Wright brothers, but assures them they're on the right track and it'll work very soon, and by the way, have they ever considered police box design for flying?

He sees two turns of the millenium - one with drunk Englishmen in a sportsbar, one with drunk Vikings in a longhouse, or the other way around. He wears a Viking helmet and finds it a bit boring, so he sticks horns on it.

Tomorrow, it's going to be a fashion high-point, he thinks. But then, so he's always been.

II

So now I've passed 400 friends on this LJ. Hum. And I feel I don't know quite a lot of you. So, let's play a fact game. You comment with a random fact about you, I'll reply with one about me. If you want to keep going, you reply again with another fact and so on.

Or, if you so prefer, ask me any three questions you want, and I'll answer. Then I'll ask three of you.

(Oldies may also play, if they're bored or just plain curious.)

Comments

[oddlyfamiliar.livejournal.com]

When I was five, I caught chicken pox twice and viral meningitis all within a month. And it was Christmas time, too...

[misscam.livejournal.com]

Until I was about five, I was in fact blonde.

[dark-aegis.livejournal.com]

Eight!fic! Yay! But you are such a tease ;)

Random fact...let's see here...

I'm a rocket scientist by degree. ;)

[triskellion.livejournal.com]

Just like my father's entire family, I was lemon blond as a child and became more and more of a brunet as I got older. However, unlike all the other women in his family, I actually have something other than thin dandalion fluff on my head.

[syncopated_time.livejournal.com]

I still live with my parents and we all get on really well. I'm 24.

[oddlyfamiliar.livejournal.com]

Until I was about 4/5 my hair, too was blonde. And until I bought my first set of straighteners aged 18, my hair was also curly.

[spotts1701.livejournal.com]

Not to mention, what would he give the eager prayers for the opposite ship?

Depends. If it's Old Testament God he might just smite them (he was very big on the smiting). New Testament God - probably just tell them "Sorry 'bout that. Next major literature craze, I'll give you what you want."

Random fact - When I was a kid I got my arm stuck in a billiard table.

[misscam.livejournal.com]

I fail at having curly hair. But I'll sometimes colour it red or purple.

[misscam.livejournal.com]

You know I am. Muhahaha.

Before I was born, mum made dad give away our cat's two kitties and dad was all sad.

[20thcenturyvole.livejournal.com]

I'm named after my gay celibate ex-nun auntie and my possibly-Jewish great grandmother. I'm the only left-handed person in my family. I've never felt like a real Australian, and always feel slightly uncomfortable when I am there.

[spaced-oddity.livejournal.com]

Random fact:

I can live a relatively normal life on very little sleep (ie. roughly 3 hours per night), although I know it'll catch up with me one day.

[misscam.livejournal.com]

My brother is the only one to have remained blod in my family for generations.

[nymeria.livejournal.com]

Dude, I'd love to sacrifice a goat to a Norse god in the name of my 'ship. (Not my ship, which would make sense for a viking, but my 'ship.)

Loki, grant us a fucking great sea snake with which to assault our imaginary enemies!... and then get eaten ourselves. *sigh*

Speaking of Norse Gods, someone on my f-list did a page of chibis here, and I thought of you. Well. Actually, I thought of my stepdad, but he's blocked me on MSN 'cuz I kept pestering him with imaginary extracts of a Viking romance novel. *cough* What's wrong with 'And then Erik tenderly undid the strings of her bodice, and said, "Darling, you and the other thirty five female slaves I took from this raid - you are my only. Until we reach York, anyway."'? I mean, srsly? :p

Random fact about me: I drink at least one litre of Dr Pepper a day.

[misscam.livejournal.com]

I moved out when I was 21, but then I did move all the way to Australia.

[oddlyfamiliar.livejournal.com]

My hair is currently brown with red underneath it.

Which isn't as much fun as when I had purple hair...

[misscam.livejournal.com]

I vote for smiting. I like smiting.

When I was six, I fell out the window after I decided to show off to my brother by balancing on the ledge.

[drakyndra.livejournal.com]

Eight!fic. Yay!

...Though I don't know why I am yaying, since I still haven't seen the TVM. Clips from it, yes, but not the whole thing.

Random Fact: I am terrified of spiders. Scared of them liek whoa.

[misscam.livejournal.com]

My father was named after his mother and father, but he got himself a stagename as a radio host, and after a while he decided to change his name to that.

[misscam.livejournal.com]

I always set my alarm for half an hour before I have to get up so I can lie in bed for a while and know I don't have to get up quite yet.

[insaneizzi.livejournal.com]

I have green eyes. Which is unusual because both my parents have brown eyes, and the only person in my family that has green eyes is my great aunt, and she only has one green eye. (The other one is blue, spiffy, no?)

[misscam.livejournal.com]

I love those! *huggles* Yay for Nordic gods. They were at least never *dull*.

Have you read real Viking romance novels? Those are scary things - and not that far away from your imaginary bits, either.

Random fact: I almost never wear make-up.

[dune-drd.livejournal.com]

So, let's play a fact game. You comment with a random fact about you, I'll reply with one about me. If you want to keep going, you reply again with another fact and so on.


When I was four I almost drowned. Well, the others say that, I still remember it being fun

[misscam.livejournal.com]

I panic whenever my head goes underwater, but I love swimming and I'm not afraid of water otherwise.

[misscam.livejournal.com]

I have green eyes as well, and I'm a little bit short-sighted, which means I wear glasses now and then.

Spiffy indeed.

[nymeria.livejournal.com]

No, they weren't. When I was a kid, one of the first books bought for me was a sort of combined illustrated guide to the Greek and Norse religions, and I remember being fascinated by the Norse gods because, dude, they were so cool. :D

(That fascination kinda continued into my adult life, as well.

Mum: Okay, kids, I've found The One, the One to replace your father. He's Danish - from Denmark?
Karl (brother): Denmark? Aren't they all, like, eight feet tall over there?
Me: *Squee!* Oh my God, that's AWESOME! The Norse religion is the most brutal one I know of! They believe bits of the world were made out of pieces of a dead frost giant, how awesome is that!
Mum: ...
Karl: ...
Mum: ... Yes, Karl, they're very tall over there.)

No, I haven't read real Viking romance novels. Now I kinda want to, if only to have more to hassle my poor stepdad with. :P

Random fact: I can't sleep with the (en-suite) bathroom door in my dorm room open.