a traveler from an antique land

I said this back when the new Doctor was first announced, but given my recent quietness, I feel the need to reiterate, especially given my recent fail in writing: I'm not going to stop writing my Eleven.

That said, she's officially AU now for which Rusty is making me grateful, and I'm waiting on new canons to decide whether to write any of Matt Smith!Doctor into Claudia Black!Doctor. WE SHALL SEE. At the moment, though, I'm thinking her divergence point is The Waters of Mars, possibly even with a quiet blackout of some of the, er, odder elements of RTD's reign. I'll probably be experimenting with that in the future.

And maybe find her an RP! Who knows? Also, because I have this giant post already, and I've been ridiculously missing my icons, if anyone would be willing to give an icon addict her boost? I actually have extra userpics bought for her, because of a Thing, but I can't swing the paid time which is really sad. D:



/begging in the Cone of Shame

Also I have this timeline of her fics for me to tweak into a proper timeline thing in the future.

( A fic timeline, of sorts. Also pictures, because I love you all. )

It's that time again, I'm afraid. Yes, the begging time. Unfortunately, chemistry sort of took my imagination for begging funtimes. So, um, yeah. Kudos if you decifer the above without use of the periodic table, but there's one here if you need it. (Hint: Two of the letters need switching, for lo, I could not find an acceptable substitute.)

But, yes! If Chemistry geekery is not your cup of tea (Mole Day is 6:02 AM-6:02 PM Oct. 23! Eat avogcadros! I SWEAR THAT'S ALL.), there is a rather lovely Claudia vid (not by me, alas, though I have one in the works) for your viewing pleasure.




Now.

Pleeeeease do not let Eleven's pretty icons go away! *puppy eyes!*

...Wow. Okay. Eleven's paid account was renewed by a lovely anonymous LJ fairy, and she actually, since I've checked, has the paid userpics extension through to Oct. 3, 2009, so if nobody needs me, I'll be floating away on a pink cloud of glee about now.

<3

So. That time of the year again. The time when Eleven's paid account goes away, and I make sad faces into an LJ entry.

I'd actually mean to put up a post earlier, with clever poetry to soften the fact that, basically, I'm asking for your monies. I was thinking iambic pentameter, but my brain is ded of choir tonight and I can't write anything.

Maybe next time. But for now, I make puppy eyes at you worthy of Five and miss my icons.


P.S. If I have time tomorrow, I'll be more eloquent.

P.P.S. Jen is love.