http://oodprophet.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] oodprophet.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fracturedrp2010-11-24 06:07 pm

Welcome to Oodsphere Thanks Giving

The Oodsphere was once a place used by humans to sell Ood into slavery, this is no more with Ood and the Friends of the Ood working side by side. There is a great banquet hall with a great feast of human food favorites from hams, yams, turkey and with all of the trimmings the staff has picked up on the American holiday as a day to give thanks.

There standing amongst it all is Ood Sigma with his hands held wide open. "I welcome all of you to give thanks to the Children of Time and most importantly The Doctor. I will welcome all of you later to come listen to a most important message about the future of the universe."



OOC: This is a two part plot, the feast will take part tonight and on to till tomorrow once everyone's home and plump for the American side of things. The message and the kick off for the next few plots will happen Friday night. There's no pose order so simply treat this like the Halloween Party thread. The message thread will have it's own separate thread so don't worry about things there. The plot is Fractured only so no open invites on sws please.

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-11-24 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
And the Master, of course, will immediately fill several plates with every piece of food he can fit on them and start eating.

"Ham! Turkey! Chocolate cream pie! Fruit pie! Mashed potatoes with lots of gravy! Strawberries! Gimme!"

[identity profile] tenthdoc.livejournal.com 2010-11-24 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
The Doctor came with a banana creme pie and he looks over at Master for just a moment. "You're lucky they have an entire kitchen of turkeys for you." He places the banana pie down with the rest of the other pies. He was surprised to see all of the different creatures that were there to greet them from a Judoon, Adipose and even the cactus people.

"This is quite the party. I'm sure we'll have a Dalek come and ruin it," He muses a bit as if he expects them to show up at this party. "You're going to get a belly ache Master."

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[identity profile] xrose-badwolfx.livejournal.com 2010-11-24 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
She looked over at the Master, "Leave some food for the rest of us." Rose said with a small smirk on her face as she got some food for herself and sat down to eat.

[identity profile] lynnagain.livejournal.com 2010-11-24 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Lynn arrives alone, dressed in another of her designer outfits, but doesn't quite go near the food yet. Instead she watches as much as she can, wondering why she showed up.

[identity profile] enigmassweet.livejournal.com 2010-11-24 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Alisa's seated at one of the tables, with nothing medically wrong with her and her twins being able to eat and breathe on their own they were released. The hospital saw no reason to keep them anymore it was a relief for the two new parents.

The twins are tucked away inside of the nursery of the TARDIS that has been a wonderful joy to the new addition and help from Gwen, Alisa was able to join Jack at the feast. She hasn't helped herself yet to anything and she's wearing an outfit she picked out from the TARDIS wardrobe.

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Not eating yet?" The Master says, with mock disapproval. "They've got some excellent nibbly things. And, you know, everything else."

He's got a huge amount of food he's dragging around with him. He grins and offers a little.

[identity profile] captain-flyboy.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
The Captain eases into the room with his natural grace trying to ignore the Ghost Master. It was bad enough having to bring him but watching him eat was even worse. He sets a bottle of a sharp red wine he found in Paris 1908 on the table and starts filling his plate.
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[personal profile] iwasforgiven 2010-11-25 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Jack has his hands full with two plates one for himself and another for Alisa. He looks over towards the other immortal with a smile on his face. "Good to see you made it. Or should it be, glad to see I made it." He offers with a smile and he watches a green man with spikes load up his plate.

He didn't plan on coming when he did. He didn't expect to come at all until Alisa and the twins got the release from the hospital. "Alisa's there.." He stares at the Ghost Master who's there with her. "We can leave him here to do clean up work."

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[identity profile] mrcoffeejones.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Ianto is standing near the small group of Torchwood employees, he's never visited another planet in another place and time before. He's got a cup of something in his hand and he's unsure if it's coffee. There's that look of wonder on his face at what he's seeing here.

He looks to see if Patrick is still around somewhere or he needs to find him. The Welshman is nervous about going to fill up his plate and to be served by an alien who may of wound up in one of the cells. The red midget with a bunch of spikes on him doesn't cross his memories so he goes to help himself to a few items.

[identity profile] terrorxtrahot.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Patrick was just picking the brain of one of the Judoon when he notices Ianto joining the food line. He grins grabs a plate and slides into line giving a wink to a pretty woman with red skin and matching hair behind him. "Wow," he comments looking over the salad selections, "Talk about organic food, some of this stuff is blue."

[identity profile] reportersarah.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
Sarah Jane nibbles on her food nervously, some of the alien species are familiar to her as were some of the human faces, but she was afraid to speak and forget their names or how she knew them. She hoped Owen found a cure for medicine for her condition soon, before she was forced to depend on her friends for even the smallest things.

[identity profile] tenthdoc.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
The Doctor finally left Master to join Sarah Jane. He smiles and he comes up behind her. "Ello!" He's about to drop his dish of green jello and he's just happy to see his very old friend.

"Quite the feast for everyone. Oh, don't think this is anything the Americans had in mind," The Doctor stares at something that's hot pink and resembles some shell pasta. Then there's items that look like they belong on a Fear Factor episode. "A feast of feast, it's a good idea to let those Torchwood folks know it's not so bad out there."

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[identity profile] notfactual.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Have another Jack, another Jack with means of getting here a statue in the shape of a rocket finds itself with the other TARDIS. The door at the base opens to let this Jack step out to join the festivities of a bunch of new and maybe some older friends.

There's a smile on his face and he glances back over his shoulder for his friend that he brought with him. "Come on Ianto let's go say hello to everyone. Let's not mind there's two other mes here." He offers the Welshman a kind smile and he makes his way towards the food line.

[identity profile] tea-boy-x.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
Huh. Right. The fracture or whatever it was. Travelling with Jack had him almost forget about that. But now that he's faced with several Jack and... another version of himself, he finds it all together eerie.

It makes him nervous in a very strange way.

He considers himself lucky to have travelled and seen other places with Jack now. Because that means his eyes aren't in danger of falling out of their sockets quite yet. There's far too much to see here though.

"Unreal," he mutters, keeping /very/ close to his Jack.

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[identity profile] geektosh.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
Toshiko is in line getting food, she spent time traveling with one of The Doctors and she has gotten used to the weird. She glances at some items that still are moving with a curious look on her face.

There's still no way of explaining how she feels about her time here. "Hello." She says to one of the Adipose and she steps out of the way of a wandering Slitheen. Then there's the Graske servers with nibbles on a tray. "Why thank you." She takes some chicken on a stick or so it appears to munch on while she waits in line for something to eat.

[identity profile] captain-flyboy.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
The Captain wanders over to Tosh smiling. "Hello there Tosh, you have got to try those stick things with the green sauce...it is fantastic."

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[identity profile] pcgcooper.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
Gwen had sometime to join the others at the table, Jack had insisted she join them and she is simply wide-eyed at what she's seeing here. The fact these aliens show no threat of eating or destroying anyone is simply amazing.

There's a whoops and a stumble, she feels like the new girl in Torchwood again with eyes full of wonder and amazement at everything. She goes to stand in line behind a woman who appears to be made of wood.

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Well, most of them don't. The Master has eaten three plates full of food and still manages to look starved.

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hai guys, not dead here

[identity profile] agent-k-cho.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
He's understandably nervous. This is his first time off Earth for any stretch of time. And the Oods... are a little creepy.

But the food was normal, Jack and Ianto were there, and nothing was getting destroyed. It was nice.

Re: Far from it. :)

[identity profile] mrcoffeejones.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
Ianto looks at Cho to see he managed to get in thanks to 'Rift' travel or someone picked him up in a TARDIS. He would agree about the Ood being creepy. "A planet of the ancient ones." He's sure the reference won't fly on deaf ears here.

He stares at the 'somewhat' familiar foods and he got a quick lesson that it isn't. "Nice seeing you here." He's not sure how to explain it all to the one who loved to stalk them.

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[identity profile] captainspain.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
The suicidal Jack finds a table in a darker corner and sits alone for the moment. He doesn't really know what he's eating or why he chose it. It's just something to put in his mouth while he people watches and tries to stay under the radar.

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Are you going to eat that, or just pick at it?"

The Master tried to be good, he really did, but it's just not a party for him if he can't torture someone.

[identity profile] lone-defender.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
She had to reign in sarcastic remarks about how much nicer giving thanks on Devi Loka might have been than Oodsphere, primarily because she had no one to snark at about it.

She wrapped her jacket about her a bit more tightly, as she made her way toward the gathering. She wasn't interested in eating anything this time, but she'd lurk around until the actual message.

[identity profile] tenthdoc.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
The Doctor had stepped out from the gathering with some odd munchies on his plate. The plate is enough to make any normal person go color blind but The Time Lord doesn't seem to mind this food.

"No, they're not chips but you should give this," The Doctor points to something that could be mashed potatoes on his plate. "Seems everyone who came brought something from home."

A little green tomato critter comes crawling across his trainer, The Doctor looks at it for a bit. "Those are a delicacy if you're a Judoon."

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[identity profile] cuppagrey.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
Annika arrived quietly, her TARDIS rather quietly materializing. As usual, they'd simply come to an agreement without Annika playing Doctor with the console. She guessed, as she emerged from the TARDIS, it was a mutual maybe they'll be here moment. But even as she stretched her mind out, she couldn't really feel them.

The TARDIS, long known for presenting clothes whichever way she wanted, had presented Annika with nothing but green and white. After some debate, she chose a stylish white dress (http://media.victoriassecret.com/product/prodlgvw/V267524_EDIT_AY.jpg) and a pair of comfortable boots that facilitated running. The TARDIS herself seemed pleased, especially when Annika started moving through the crowd of people, nursing a cup of tea.

[identity profile] tenthdoc.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
The Doctor's now in investigator mode and he's looking at a few of the visitors, the Daleks in drab olive are the ones of interest now. He backs up and he bumps into someone.

He looks up over his shoulder with a smile on his face. "Hello." It's a new face that he's never seen before. He distracts himself from the various party guests to talk to this new face. He stares at the cup of tea, it smells like tea and it may very well be tea. "Nice to see you found a cup of tea. They're just about to cut the cake and serve desert."

Another one of the drab olive Daleks passes with a plate that's got a slice of cake where the sucker arm would be. This gets a look from The Doctor. "Don't let the party guests intimidate you, it seems to be a peaceful gathering so far."

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[identity profile] handy-sparehand.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
He hadn't been around to see Ood Sigma offer the invitation, but he didn't question that it happened. And he'd of course come along with Rose. It'd been awhile since he'd had an excuse to use a tuxedo.

But it was the Ood Sphere! Full of people!

...And Daleks. Why were there Daleks?
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[personal profile] iwasforgiven 2010-11-25 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack had stepped out from his TARDIS after tending to other pressing matters and keeping the rest safe from what could turn out bad is important to the immortal.

The sight of the Daleks put both on edge, Jack's wearing a suit of his own and he bumps into the Doctor or so he thinks it is. He turns around to glance at John. "What do you think about this?" He asks while pulling the door of his TARDIS shut.

"I don't exactly like it and it has a very strange smell to it."

[identity profile] wanker4life.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Owen finally has a chance to step away from the TARDIS. He had the fun of playing midwife to a pair of handy midgets. He steps out of the TARDIS in a suit and tie. Ianto would have a field day with this.

He dodges a Dalek who offers him tea. "Bloody sod off." He simply sneers at it. He hates the things and he goes to find Jack or someone with a safe face to buddy up to.

Two Iantos? He couldn't be any worse off for wear. Harper grabs one of the floating plates and he stares at the table with food that looks like he stuffed it in the HUB fridge only to be forgotten for a year. He's traveled for a few months with Jack's Doctor and the immortal, he should have this down right. No. "I just want a fucking basket of chips and a beer please." He mutters to himself and he goes to pick at could be something familiar to normal food.

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-11-25 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Seriously, Dalek waiters . . ." The Master mutters.

"Did you see that?" he asks Owen.

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The message from the prophets was given, The Doctor is staring at the jars of severed hands on the table with an even more worried look on his face. The fact there is still peace in the room from the numerous creatures.

It had to be something so powerful and so terrifying that even the Daleks have managed to keep some semblance of peace. He glances at the hands and he holds up his hand. "Blimey, anyway we've got a bit of a truce in this room because of a big scary something that could come if more walls of the universes collapse."

This has even The Doctor baffled as to what it is and why his hand would have anything to do with it. "Jack? Well that Jack there." He nods to the one at his table. "He's agreeing to let us use his HUB to help track the collapsing walls of the universe." He speaks in a firm enough voice and a quiet voice to keep it from traveling to the other occupants of the room.

He knows that some have more than enough of a grudge to want to kill their greatest enemy if given a chance. "As what to do? I don't know really, really I don't other then to pay attention to our hands." He goes to pick up one of the jars up to study it much more closely. He stares at Master a bit. "I really hope you don't mistake yours for a pickle. Anyway, we're going to have our hands full of course with this lot. I'll be grounding the TARDIS to Earth to make sure that --."

Then it hits him at what's coming up soon, what specific holiday that always spells trouble. "Christmas won't be like every other Christmas we've had."