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[lone_defender]

Drabble meme for fun. Doesn't have to count for anything unless you want it to.

Pick a few prompts, I'll write at least one. It can be just Rose, if you want, or Rose and one of your muses (though I make no guarantees at being any good at them) If you have a specific AU in mind, I can use that, otherwise, I'll base it off of Broken or Surrogate verse, as the muse applies.

1. Playful!Rose
2. Murderous!Rose
3. Flailing!Rose
4. Incarcerated!Rose
5. Awkward!Rose
6. Ill!Rose
7. Intoxicated!Rose
8. Incorrect!Rose
9. Eloquent!Rose
10. Cooking!Rose
11. Over-protective!Rose
12. Bored!Rose
13. Silly!Rose
14. Romantic!Rose
15. Loving!Rose
16. Cranky!Rose
17. Jealous!Rose
18. Inquisitive!Rose
19. Confused!Rose
20. Arrogant!Rose
21. Angry!Rose
22. Dorky!Rose
23. Working!Rose
24. Needs-a-Hug!Rose
25. Choose-your-own!Rose

Comments

[x-terminate.livejournal.com]

Murderous!Rose.....OR Intoxicated...if you can swing it, both with Daleks or Dalek Caan.

[lone-defender.livejournal.com]

"So do Daleks eat? Or drink?" She propped her chin on her hands, and pursed her lips thoughtfully. It was...a surprisingly valid question. She'd meant to be an ass about it, but now she really was curious.

"I mean...you've got to sustain yourself some way. We've all got to eat. Can't be all...kill kill kill exterminate." Her companion twitched, but made no other acknowledgment of her presence. She didn't mind yet. She was building up a head of steam, lifting a hand and pointing at...something in her mind. "But you can't just. Pop open the suit and have tea and biscuits." No wait... "Well, I s'pose you can, can't ya? But...look at you!"

She made a face and gestured at the creature perched up on the bench across from her sitting place. She paused, but it's only response was to blink at her. Hardly surprising, really. Whenever she was about, it'd start chittering on about storms and the end of the world like mad, and then it'd just...fall silent and stare at her until she went away.

It could be because she'd kicked it across the room once, when it hadn't. She seemed to remember that. But maybe she'd only thought about it. Whatever the case, it was silent today, and that meant she had plenty of time to mull over things.

"You don't have....well I mean you're talking somehow aren't you? Are you like a squid? Are Daleks all dressed up to hide that they've got beaks?" The mad Dalek might've sputtered at her, then, but she was too busy laughing to care. "Beaks, and Dalek ink! Ooohh, is that were you come from? The great Krakens of the sea, all shrunk down and tipping over toy boats, you finally got bored and made those suits? And now! You've gone out to terrorize the universe to capture that old glory!"

If any of it made sense through her laughter, or if any of it was nearly as amusing as she thought it was, the only one around to hear it was the mad Dalek, and nothing he said made any sense, anyway.

[x-terminate.livejournal.com]

Yay!!! \o/ I like it!!

And I think what I've gathered from Caan is the suit must sustain them somehow...seems like something Davros would do, make a race that didn't need to eat.

[likesavantgarde]

Hmmm, how about 'Over Protective' and ... 'Playful' or 'flailing'. And as for verse, any?

[justamadman.livejournal.com]

Bring on the Dorky!Rose!