OOC! Ish!

[ladyoftime]

All right, you pups. Ready to sing your song? Okay, Luke?

Okay!

Okay, Koschei?

...Sure.

Okay, Doctor?



Doctor?




DOCTOR!

OKAY!


Christmas, Christmas time is near,
Time for toys and time for cheer!
We've been good, but we can't last;
Hurry, Christmas, hurry, fast!
Want a plane that loops the loop.
Me, I want a hula hoop!
We can hardly stand the wait,
Please, Christmas, don't be late!

Okay, guys, get ready. That was very good, Luke.

Thank you.

Very good, Koschei.

...Thanks.

Uh, Doctor, you were a little flat. Watch it. Uh, Doctor. Doctor. DOCTOR!

OKAY!

Want a plane that loops the loop!
I still want a hula hoop!
We can hardly stand the wait,
Please, Christmas, don't be late!
We can hardly stand the wait,
Please, Christmas, don't be late!

Don't we have a meme to post?


Tis the Season and all that! Let's have some fun before pre-Christmas retail and planning drives us all batty. And since we all know it's better to give than to receive...

Post the name of your character here and Eleven, Alt!Koschei, or Luke will give you a Christmas gift! I'll write what s/he gives you and how s/he gives it to you! (You can specify which pup you want giving you a gift or leave it up to chance.)

Oh, and no flash photography. Poor pups've been through enough without blinding them, too.


{Also, my apologies to all I owe tags to. I am sucking horribly at getting things tagged lately, and I know a few threads have been stalled from my end because I can't work out how they would react to the latest tag. /sheepish apology}

Comments

[kingcreevey]

It's still not Christmas yet!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

According to my mun, it's been Christmas since her choir started on the Christmas repertoire the end of last month.

[kingcreevey]

Does that mean we have to give people, um, fifty-five days of presents? Because that would take some time!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Not at all.

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: a Zygon in a pear tree.

On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: two peacock coats, and a Zygon in a pear tree.

On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: three long scarves, two peacock coats, and a Zygon in a pear tree.

Etc. See? It's just a matter of maths! S = {consecutive counting objects}.

[kingcreevey]

I don't think fifty-five Zygons and pear trees would be a very practical present, Doctor!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

That's what re-gifting is for, Dennis!

[kingcreevey]

I don't think people will be happy if we keep taking their gifts away and giving them back, except they would be more happy than if we kept taking their gifts away and not giving them back, so maybe! I know wrapping spells!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Re-gifting to other people, Dennis. It supports the gift market. See?


Person A gives gift to Person B. Person B -> Person C. Person C -> Person G6, and Person G6 -> The Cousin Nobody Likes, Anyway. And his aunt gives him horrible fuzzy pink jim-jams that make their way to the edge of the galaxy in a universal game of hot potato, thus solidifying the Circle of Gifts. It's the Wheel of Fortune, the Leap of Faith, the Band of Hope 'til we find our place on the path unwinding, in the Circle, the Circle of Gifts.

[kingcreevey]

Ohhhhhh!! Well, that makes perfect sense!

Would you like a fake wand that turns into a rubber chicken?

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Do I look like a long-nosed blue Whatever, Dennis?

[kingcreevey]

Not really! Have you tried face-paint? They can do wonders with glamours these days!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

I don't want to look like a long-nosed blue Whatever, Dennis. I was making a point. The only creature that wants a fake wand that turns into a rubber chicken is a long-nosed blue Whatever. I hear the last one in existence is working on The Muppet Show.

[kingcreevey]

I like the frog! And the pig! And the grumpy old man! And Animal! And piiigs in spaaaaace! Also, Weasley Wizardly Wheezes does a roaring trade in fake wands, although mostly people use them to play pranks on other people, so I see where you're coming from with the whole creatures not wanting fake wands thing! But, right, you could take it and swap it for a Dalek gun and then they'd try to go EX-TERM-IN-ATE, EX-TERM-IN-ATE and instead they'd just be going CHICK-CHICK-CHICK-CHICK-CHICKEN!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

...

I think that's a very good idea, Dennis. Let's see if we can round up enough fake wands that turn into chickens for all the remaining Daleks in existence.

[kingcreevey]

Okay!!!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Left in Dennis's dormroom in Hogwarts (and didn't she have trouble getting in, even with use of the TARDIS) is a large box of CHOCOLATE DALEKS, badly-wrapped in blue-with-snowmen-on paper, and a white bow hanging on by a piece of scotch tape.

Nobody said she had to be a master gift-wrapper. Attached the box is a note: Enjoy! Just don't let them out of your dorm, or they'll exterminate your classmates' candy!
Happy Christmas!

-The Doctor

[kingcreevey]

Delivered November the 24th, because Dennis forgot that the TARDIS relative dating system counted from zero, by an owl in a Time-Turner, is an incredibly well wrapped TARDIS-blue box with a silver ribbon and bow and a little Santa card. (In fact, it's so incredibly well wrapped, the sonic screwdriver and possibly a laser spanner are going to be needed to get into it.)

The card reads,

Dear Doctor,

Travelling with you and the other you is the best gift ever, like having Christmas all the time, except without the temporal loop and the stuck gear-shift like those one times! I hope you have a very good Christmas and many happy old and new and sideways years!

Your companion,
Dennis N. M. N. Creevey

Inside the box is another, larger box of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes genuine fake wands and a large bag of chocolate frogs on which there is a label that once read "Dennis Creevey's Emergency Stash! Hands Off!" and now has "THE DOCTOR" written over the Dennis Creevey part in TARDIS-blue crayon. Under the bag and the boxes are a set of wizarding photos of each of the Doctor's companions and the Doctor's old selves.

On the back on the Santa card is also written:

PS: You will have been giving me Presidential permission to take the photos, so I will not haven't been breaking any laws!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Next Christmas (but actually mid-July because the Doctor got turned around somewhere in the 3058th century), Dennis wiol haven recieved a copy of Dr. Dan Streetmentioner's Time Traveler's Handbook of 1001 Tense Formations.

There wiol not haven beend a note.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Heee.

Sarah Jane would love something from all your pups, really.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Left on Sarah's kitchen table is a GIANT gift bag tied shut with a sad, drooping hand-tied green bow. There's a note attached to the handles.

Came to my attention this boy was working late, so I popped into the future after he'd finished up to give him a ride home. Updated his systems and information banks, too, and he ought to be compatible with Mr. Smith.
Happy Christmas!

-The Doctor

Inside is K-9, sporting another fetching green bow. Remember, Sarah, a dog is for life, not just Christmas Day.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

She throws her hands over the dog when she sees him, smiling so brightly that she's crying.

Sarah Jane has very much missed her pup. A lot.

Milliways future! Sort of!

[just-koschei.livejournal.com]

Earmarked Sarah Jane Smith-Bond care of the Bar is a little grey kitten inna little carrior case, with food and toys for the kitten to play with and a litter box with litter. And a note.

Nita tells me Schrodinger prefers she be named Flavia, but the kitten has no preference and no one's fur will get too ruffled if you pick out a name for her yourself.

-Koschei

No, there wasn't a pregnant lady cat involved. Who has canon mpreg, don'tchaknow.

Re: Milliways future! Sort of!

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Sarah giggles when she sees the kitten. She scritches its ear and repeats the name on the card.

Flavia meows and she chuckles again. She'll make a lovely addition along side K-9 and Cat.

[born-running.livejournal.com]

Unlike his headmates Luke actually wraps things rather well. Sarah-Jane's present is under the tree, very painstakingly wrapped up in plain red paper and a white bow.

There's a simple 'to from' sticker on it, with 'Mum' written in after to, and 'Luke' written in after from. After a moment's consideration, he penned on 'I love you' in cramped letters that only just fit the space.

Her present is a nicely framed collage of pictures of him and Sarah Jane. :D

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

It brings tears to Sarah Jane's eyes when she sees the sticker. The tears continue when she sees the collage.

This is certainly one of the best gifts that she has ever, every received.

OOC

[eternityticking.livejournal.com]

And now I have the Chipmunks in my head. >.

Re: OOC

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Sylar's gift? Left on his bed, for no apparent reason. The wrapping job is sloppy and green, and there are a few fragments of ribbon like someone tried to tie a bow, accidently initiated WWIII as a result, then gave up.

Inside? A white silk scarf with a jelly baby pattern. And, wrapped in the scarf of jelly babies? A little white paper bag of jelly babies, tied shut with a green ribbon the same colour as the wrapping. And a note.

:D

-The Oh, you know.

[slasherofprices.livejournal.com]

>.>

Well, if Luke feels inclined...

[born-running.livejournal.com]

[slasherofprices.livejournal.com]

*pokes Luke with a stick*

[born-running.livejournal.com]

Simon's gift is under the tree, in neat, painstakingly-wrapped green paper, with a white bow. There's a standard cheery little sticker with a raindeer on and TO: Simon FROM: Luke.

His gift is The Complete History of Knock-Knock Jokes, by Dr. Jeremy Heinlech. It's annotated. In pen. The handwriting looks like Luke's.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I want a gift!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

His present is hidden in his jacket pocket in place of the sixty-foot ball of string he will be reaching for Christmas Day. Don't ask how she got it in there.

There's actually a box this time and badly-wrapped red stripey wrapping paper and a bow stuck on with about ten feet of scotch tape because no one ever told her to use one or two unobtrusive pieces. And a note.

I'm breaking a few laws to get this to you, but happy Christmas anyway!

-The Doctor (the one after you)

He gets several trios of smittens in different colours, so he can hold his companions' hands in the cold and still be warm!


{...*sigh* Ignore the eighty billion edits. Also, a music video, since I've given into the OOC.}

[sinister-charm.livejournal.com]

I don't see why this is even remotely necessary.

Paradisa!verse, for some reason.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Left in the Master's room at Paradisa is another one of the Doctor's bad-wrapping jobs. It's truly horrific, because the object she was trying to wrap is awkwardly shaped, and she didn't think to put it in a box first. But there are polar bears on the wrapping paper, so that makes everything better, right?

And there's a note.

Thank you so much for being one of the first carriers of the mutated cold virus. I'll be sending you my bill for the sum total of tissue boxes I've purchased.
Happy Christmas!

-The Doctor

P.S. Give my Fifth a kiss for me, would you?

Underneath (and sometimes poking through) the wrapping is a plushy virus.

[sarahnotlaura.livejournal.com]

Sarah and Laura are going to pretend that that other Sarah didn't post, and ask for something from whichever of your pups wants to gift them. ;)

[born-running.livejournal.com]

Sarah-Jane, still traveling with the Fourth Doctor, will find a little wrapped present in her coat pocket December 25, 5628 (don't ask how it got there). Whoever sent it left no note but a scribbled 'To: Sarah Jane Smith'.

Underneath the wrapping is a small, plain blue music box that plays one of Sarah's favourite tunes on an alien instrument not unlike a violin.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Laura will find a badly-wrapped gift from an unknown gifter on what amounts to Christmas Day. There's cheery little snowmen on the wrapping paper, and a highly mangled hand-tied purple bow.

Inside is a snowglobe of Earth. It's remarkably well-detailed, and surrounded by Space. Rather than little fake snowflakes or glitter, there are tiny stars that whirl around the globe when shaken, then return to their proper astronomical places.

There is not note.

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

Five wants a present! :D dark!Five would accept one.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Somehow? A very awkwardly wrapped package shows up in Five's TARDIS. Don't ask how it got there. The wrapping paper is green with little cheery reindeer on, and there's a badly hand-tied white bow.

Really, the Doctor has got to just find someone else to wrap her gifts for her.

And there's a note:

Breaking a few laws of time here, but what's a few laws between Doctors? Happy Christmas!

-The Doctor (the one after the one you met)

P.S. You are still my favourite.

It's pretty obvious from the shape of the gift that it's a cricket bat (she couldn't find a box big enough for it), but what isn't readily apparent is the GIANT CELERY IMAGE adorning it.

MM!Milliverse

[just-koschei.livejournal.com]

Thete's present is left in their room, on the bed. There's a long, unwrapped white box- the sort you get flowers in- and a kitten wearing a little red bow napping on top. And if he moves the kitten's paw a little, he should be able to read the note.

Earth holidays are more your area, but happy Christmas, anyway.

Love y -Koschei

Considering there are chocolate roses in the box and that's clearly a soppy romantic gesture, the mun considers it somewhat stupid to even bother crossing out the 'Love you', but who can argue with pups when they're giving themselves a little wiggle room for self-protective denial?

Re: MM!Milliverse

[darkdoctor.livejournal.com]

For a moment, he can only stare at the package, and the kitten, but when it starts mewing at him he strides forward, eyes sweeping over the note.

A soft, hidden smile curves his lips, and he scoops the kitten up, holding it to his chest.

"What should I call you, then," he murmurs.

Re: MM!Milliverse

[just-koschei.livejournal.com]

See, there's a Koschei. He was going to enter the room, but then he noticed Thete in the room discovering his Christmas present, see he chose to stay outside and watch with a slightly satisfied grin.

Of course you can't see him through the open door. That would be an amateurish mistake.

Re: MM!Milliverse

[darkdoctor.livejournal.com]

The Doctor walks about the room as he ponders, as lost in thought as he ever gets, and then he happens to turn his head...

"..."

Re: MM!Milliverse

[just-koschei.livejournal.com]

What Thete gets in return for that stimulating conversation opener is a slight widening of Koschei's grin as he nudges the door open a little bit more to lean against the doorframe.

What? Say something? And ruin this perfectly adorable bonding session between Time Lord and cat? Koschei shudders at the mere suggestion, shudders.

[walkineternity.livejournal.com]

Your better half, other half. All right, yourself.

The Definite Article. :)

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

This time? The Doctor's gift is not wrapped in wrapping paper. Oh no. The box is carefully wrapped in a lovely, much-longer-than-it-needs-to-be red scarf the Doctor happened to pick up some planet or another.

The note pinned to it reads: Something to practice your scarf-flipping technique on.
Happy Christmas!

-The Doctor (Eleventh)

Inside the box (with very carefully regulated temperature so its contents don't melt) is a chocolate Mona Lisa. Yum.

[oh-rabbits.livejournal.com]

[*sidles in late* C'rizz doesn't know what Christmas is, and Tegan doesn't want to ask as it'd sound childish, but both/either of them would love a present :D]