Rose Tyler
07 December 2011 @ 04:50 pm
I got too old for Santa when I was nine...'cept for the year I was twelve. I asked for a red bicycle. Anyway, haven't written a letter to Saint Nick since then but here in the City...I figger...why not?

No reason for me to put it on the network though.

He knows who's been bad or be good for goodness sake... )
Current Mood: devious
Rose Tyler
27 November 2011 @ 10:31 pm
[The video blips on, focusing on Rose lying tangled in the blankets and sheets on her bed. There are tears trickling down her cheeks. The device is obviously sitting on the nightstand next to the bed. She squirms and twists a bit, further entangling herself.]


[It's said in a voice that's half demand, half plea. The tears come a bit faster now and she mumbles a good deal more in her sleep but most of it is undecipherable. After several seconds of this her tears turn to outright sobs and she sits up abruptly with a sound that is more scream than words but if one had to turn it into a word it would be:]


[ooc: Rose has the Doctor's [ profile] am_i_being_rude memory of this]
Rose Tyler
18 September 2011 @ 08:14 pm
[The device shows a very steamy, small bathroom. It's clearly sitting on the edge of the sink. There is singing of a poppy sort and it's not bad really. In fact it's fairly good. It goes on for a minute or so then the water shuts off. An arm snakes out, grabs the towel off the hook and the singing resumes. Several seconds later, Rose steps out of the shower wrapped in the towel. She's still humming a bit under her breath as she grabs another towel and starts drying her hair. She doesn't notice anything off until she turns to the mirror and her eyes go wide and that is the slightest of screams. She pays Cinna very well to make sure her hair is a beautiful blonde color.

Her hair is very, violently pink.]

Oh Blimey.
Rose Tyler
14 September 2011 @ 02:48 pm
[The device is broadcasting a couple on a scooter who looks like this. Rose puts her helmet on and wraps her arms around the Doctor's waist.]

Let's go, Daddy-o.

[Which is probably a phrase he would normally frown at and tell her 'don't, just don't'. They'll be all around town so feel free to run into them at the shake shop or in the street.]
Rose Tyler
06 September 2011 @ 10:29 pm
Well it's not quite the horrible blood and death curses I've been warned 'bout. Could be worse, yeah? I mean to put it all in perspective. S'what we've got a delete button for.

[She may feel different later.]

Private to The Doctor

Working late. Come pick me up when you get hungry. We'll have chips.

[Attached to the text message are a few files that Rose doesn't notice: 001 002 003 004 005 006]