[14 island in the snow]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[ On the beach is a completely innocuous, totally innocent blue Police Box. It's just sitting there, honestly. And considering some of the things that have happened lately -- like that time you randomly snogged whoever happened to be closest, or those enormous spears that fell from the heavens, or any other number of things -- a blue box really is the least of your worries.

That is, of course, until the lamp on top of the harmless, unassuming blue box shoots three glowing orbs up into the sky. YOU BRACE FOR IMPACT-- but nothing happens. Oh, no, scratch that. A few moments later, it begins to snow, and the door to the TARDIS flies open. ]

Sorry! Sorry, that was me! Except, I didn't mean to do that. I just-- sort of slipped. Sorry again! -- Oh, blimey, I sent up three, didn't I? It'll be a while before the atmosphere works itself out, in that case. A month or so, maybe?

. . . Er, but on the bright side, it's snowing! I love snow.

((OoC: It's snowing. That's about it! Threadhop if you'd like, do as you please bbs. ))