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I've said it a million times before, I'm a flake.    

This means if I drop a thread with you, I probably did not mean to.  I have a lot of stuff going on that is not RP and often get distracted mid post.  Sometimes these distractions mean I completely lose a thread.  If that happens and you want to continue...  PLEASE remind me.  I don't mind, really.

Thank you.

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with vindex_terrae: tardis and vortex manipulator aren't the only way to time travel

Hello!

This is fairly simple.  Anything and everything can happen but permanent character death and writing past an 'R' movie rating (unless we're talking about violence).  Feel free to threadjack any posts, even if they say 'locked', unless otherwise noted.

Contact me at: norubyshoes on aim

Mun and muse are both well over 18 and do not like OOC drama.  If you don't like me, don't bring it into RP please.  If you don't like my character and have concrit, tell me.

Thanks :)
--Nik

I lived with Papa Lonzo until two.

Bahamas until four.

Papa Lonzo until six.

Mama Sara sent me to boarding school when I was six, and changed them up every two years so I wouldn't get caught or lost.

I spent some time in school with Hannibal, and a few summers with him in the woods.

I could always go to Sara.  She was a mom, aunt and everything else.  She told me about our family and made sure I was always armed.  Just in case.

I got to go to college, and graduate. 


Ori managed to find me when I was 90 or so... and Phoenix helped to save my life.  I was still green then.  He, my fiancee at the time and Alec helped defeat them (among other friends).

Everything else is the same, except, I never really knew Ella.  I met her once or twice.  I know she betrayed me.

This is my new history.  I don't remember the old anymore.  I remember my friends and my true family.

"Yes, may I help you?"

"I need to speak with you personally, please."

"You should contact your unit leader with any work-lifestyle issues."

"It's you I've got to talk to."

"Do you have a complaint?"

"No."

"Are you leaving the program?"

"No, Ma'am."

"Close the door, and I will talk with you privately.  I must notify you that the confidentially clause of the open door policy will not protect you it is is proven that you have broken the law in any way, shape or fashion."

"Janie!"

"Please do not refer to me by my first name.  We are not that familiar."

"Yes, we are.  Look at ME."

"Do not command me."

"I'm not!  Please, look at me!"

"What are you doing here?  Why- you- You're not supposed to be in that uniform!"

Who the hell is the redhead?

I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!

"It's nothing but broken clocks" she said, looking around the small room. The hands moved in every direction, digital clocks are changing every sixteenth of a second and the hourglasses are all lost in clouds of smoke. It's a dream.

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Janie is down to two (that's right, only two!) 'verses.

Regular - This is everything, except for Demon/Irony.  It has changed... a bit, but that will come out in play.

Demon/Irony - Okay, so they're technically two verses :P