Probably the easiest meme ever. Post a blank with post with your character's name and universe. For the replier, the reply must be a dirty text to the poster's phone, or a picture of naughty parts. It can be on purpose ...or a mistyped number. ("Whoops, sorry I showed you my junk! ... But how was it?!") The original poster can reply to the text or ignore it. Have fun!
How about we start below the belt and see where it takes us? Whole universe is nice and all but it'd be a long date and my diary is packed. This is quicker.
Oh and that's me. Signal relay is jamming every phone in this region of the galaxy, trying to divert some things. This is just a very happy accident. For both of us.
Yeah, no. See, diverting some things on a grand enough scale that you manage to interfere with my signal is definitely a bit more than a happy accident and that's when I come in and you actually really don't want that.
The Doctor? You know I know a friend who has a nurses outfit handy if that hits any buttons. Or does it only get you off with the whole doctor and patient thing? Because I'm currently bleeding, if you're into that.
I'm not turning it off though. Especially not if keeping it on guarantees you're coming to see me.
It's okay, I have both. All I need is you and we've basically got everything for a good night. Bring some decent booze and we can make is a great night.
Sorry love, I don't do guessing games. Tell or I'll never know. Nor care probably.
Nothing you can get a hold of, I have everything I need already saved. But thanks for interfering and changing the signal, helps to make it more confusing for everyone but us. Just me and you now. How romantic.
I'm having a moral conundrum here. So far I don't much like you. So since I could just stop this whole mess, it would work out great for me. Free lines and a whole lot of people ready to kill you.
Don't like me? You barely know me. I can be very charming, it just doesn't translate well in text. No tone. But either way, I know what I'd do. I wouldn't expect any different. But I should warn you that I always have an exit strategy. So you may still have to come and deal with me yourself.
mistext, idek
How's this?
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Though I got to wonder why I'm the lucky man getting your picture. Not complaining though. Really not.
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You're not...
You got it though?
Well.
Where are you?
When are you?
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I might have been the intended target but I bet I'm just as good. Or better.
Probably better. I usually am.
Show me more.
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Anyway, I just want to know what's messing up the signal.
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Oh and that's me. Signal relay is jamming every phone in this region of the galaxy, trying to divert some things. This is just a very happy accident. For both of us.
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Stop it.
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Are you going to send those pictures or what?
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I'm the Doctor. You probably haven't heard of me, but you might end up wishing someone had given you a heads up.
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I'm not turning it off though. Especially not if keeping it on guarantees you're coming to see me.
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Why are you bleeding?
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Because you're not the only one trying to stop the jammers. Turn on a little bit of disruptive machinery and suddenly everyone wants a piece of you.
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I may not be the only one trying to stop them, but I'm probably the only one without a weapon.
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Nah, bring a weapon, adds a little something I've always found. Never go to bed without a weapon hidden somewhere.
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Let me guess. Time agent?
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I was going to say the same about you until the whole Doctor thing.
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...bad wording.
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Go on, woah me. What are you?
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I hope you weren't storing anything important anywhere, because your jam just changed direction.
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Nothing you can get a hold of, I have everything I need already saved. But thanks for interfering and changing the signal, helps to make it more confusing for everyone but us. Just me and you now. How romantic.
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I'm having a moral conundrum here. So far I don't much like you. So since I could just stop this whole mess, it would work out great for me. Free lines and a whole lot of people ready to kill you.
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I told you how it goes.
No guns.
No victims, either, not when I can help it.
[And that's the TARDIS materializing conveniently around John. Welcome aboard. The Doctor isn't even looking at him yet, busy piloting.]
Put the gun down.
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