I used to travel with a man called The Doctor, before I left. I used to work for UNIT, before my family died. Now I'm in America, still trying to help people, however I can.
((This is an RP blog for the SuperWho group Angels and the Phonebox))
Just reminding everyone that I restarted Martha, and the new blog is here: greyhound6.tumblr.com
Follow me over there, I’m probably not going to be over here much anymore.
petwinchester replied to your post: OOC: To my followers who aren’t in my SuperWho RP
(Oh why are you switching?)
((Because I felt it would be best to start her over. It’s a kind of complicated situation.))
First off, I want to say that I love you all, and I don’t know what you are doing following me, but I am truly grateful, and sorry that I don’t talk to any of you that much.
That said, I’m going to deactivate this blog soon, because I made a new version of Martha for the rp (you can find her HERE)
If you still want to follow me, then go there, but if you come to your senses and don’t, I completely understand.
So I made you this:
And Gabe, don’t think I’d forget you, I got these for you.
Share with Kali, though.
They’re lovely, thank you Martha. *smiles, and hugs her close*
-hugs her back- You’re welcome.
(Source: theaterfreak72, via askkali-deactivated20121208)
nightingalejones replied to your post: John…?
I was hoping we could talk about last night….Last… Last night? I don’t know what you mean… What’s there to talk about?
I got the feeling you were trying to tell me something… Actually, no, it’s nothing… I thought I should probably go now anyway, I mean, now that I’m…-gestures to her stomach- healed, I guess.
So… yeah. Bye, John
weeklyworldnews replied to your post: Kali, I wanted to thank you for healing me.
Thanks!
You’re welcome. Pass them along to her, will you do that for me?
So I made you this:

And Gabe, don’t think I’d forget you, I got these for you.

Share with Kali, though.
-reads- Actually, I’m not. I just haven’t had the chance to tell you yet. -she lifts up her shirt just enough to show the smooth skin where the wound used to be-
-smiles- I told you I’d be fine.
-jaw drops. Well, it drops about as far as the tape clinging to his lips will allow, and then draws a large scribble in the absence of actual words, figuring that no words can capture the blush growing on his cheeks.-
-lowering her shirt- John? Are you okay? -checks the time- It should be over by now. -slowly takes the tape off his mouth so it wouldn’t hurt as much-
-whines, holding his lips- Sweet fuck, that hurt! -gulps- Y-Yeah, I’m fine… Just getting back to normal, that’s all…
-concerned- Is there anything I can get you? Why do you think the anon went after you?
-rubs the soreness out of his mouth and shakes his head.- He said he wanted to see u-me happy… Don’t see how lowering my self-control could manage that.
Hmm. Are you sure you’re okay? You don’t need anything?