Sarah Jones
Oct 26, 2013 20:52:05 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2013 20:52:05 GMT -5
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Name: Sarah Jones
Age:23
Species: Human
Planet of Origin: Earth
Time of Origin: 2012 (not date of birth just where I like to start her)
Occupation:Store clerk
Physical Description: Average height and brunette. (will supply pic if needed.)
Face Claim: Alessandra Ambrosio
<img src="http://image.funscrape.com/images/a/alessandra_ambrosio_15825.jpg" alt=""><br><br>Personality: Spunky and curious, Sarah Jones can take a lot before freaking out. She can be sarcastic at times but has a kind heart. She is really patient but has a lot of energy to spare. She is not easily frightened, but if frightened will fight to her last breath. <br><br>History: Her history is a classic normal human life, that is until she meets the Doctor. <br><br>Sarah Jones' life from her perspective.<br><br>My life wasn't always crazy cool with tons of adventures. Nope my life used to be simple. I was a bored store clerk who lived in a small apartment. I had crazy dreams of leaving London and traveling the world. I was stuck though. I dropped out of college to get married to the boy of my dreams. However just weeks before my wedding disaster struck. He was killed by a weird metal robot that shouted "Exterminate" and shot him. Well now I'm stuck with little money and a big dream. Then it happened, my dream saver The Doctor showed up to save the world.
Additional Medical Information: Healthy human no medical history. She does have a mild case of amnesia that was caused by the Daleks. However she doesn't know about the block in her memory, the block makes her not really remember anything after the Daleks killed her boyfriend.
Writing submission:
Fear, unimaginable fear, that is what flowed through her veins as fast as venom to her heart. How does this keep happening to me? Sarah Jones, a tall woman with brown hair flowing behind her like a kite whipping at her back urging her on, runs for her life as the beings behind her give chase. The repeated call in dark mechanical voices strike her harder than the wind scratching at her face drying her salty tears. The continuous call of "EX-TER-MIN-ATE!!" is all she can hear as her feet pound the pavement below her, however she is just a human, and a human not used to this kind of running at that, soon her legs grow heavy like the blood in them is gaining weight to it. Soon her racing heart begins to ache like the wind is scratching at it as well. Soon the speed she so desperately strove for becomes harder to maintain and soon that to becomes a dream. Very soon Sarah Jones finds herself a panting mess surrounded by very angry tin cans. She looks around at her captors and in a fake brave voice, her act made all the worse by her insistent panting, she addresses them. "Hello Daleks, did you miss me?"
Her day didn't start out like this though. Heavens no, Sarah Jones is just an ordinary woman who lives in London, works as a grocer, and sketches as a hobby. Why then would the Daleks be so interested in her? Well she asks herself that every day.
Today just like any other day started out with her walking to work and completing it. She walks home and then hears the tell tale voice of a Dalek. Oh how she knows that sound well. She has it stuck in her dreams like candy is stuck to fabric, every time you try to remove it it pulls a little of the fabric away with it. When she turns to see where the Dalek is, her frantic searching eyes trying to pinpoint the danger she spots a blue Dalek commanding a hoard of other bronze Daleks. It's voice rings out to her. "FIND THE HU-MAN FE-MALE THAT GOT A-WAY!! FIND HER AND CAP-TURE HER!!" Well now she has a chance to gain her answer and boy does she no longer want to know it. So this leads her to where she is now, after running as far as she physically can, surrounded by a lot of bronze Daleks while a whole lot more are killing her helpless fellow Londoners. One single question flits through her frightened minds. Why are they interrupting an invasion to capture me? She looks at them while trying to work up the courage to ask
Name: Sarah Jones
Age:23
Species: Human
Planet of Origin: Earth
Time of Origin: 2012 (not date of birth just where I like to start her)
Occupation:Store clerk
Physical Description: Average height and brunette. (will supply pic if needed.)
Face Claim: Alessandra Ambrosio
<img src="http://image.funscrape.com/images/a/alessandra_ambrosio_15825.jpg" alt=""><br><br>Personality: Spunky and curious, Sarah Jones can take a lot before freaking out. She can be sarcastic at times but has a kind heart. She is really patient but has a lot of energy to spare. She is not easily frightened, but if frightened will fight to her last breath. <br><br>History: Her history is a classic normal human life, that is until she meets the Doctor. <br><br>Sarah Jones' life from her perspective.<br><br>My life wasn't always crazy cool with tons of adventures. Nope my life used to be simple. I was a bored store clerk who lived in a small apartment. I had crazy dreams of leaving London and traveling the world. I was stuck though. I dropped out of college to get married to the boy of my dreams. However just weeks before my wedding disaster struck. He was killed by a weird metal robot that shouted "Exterminate" and shot him. Well now I'm stuck with little money and a big dream. Then it happened, my dream saver The Doctor showed up to save the world.
Additional Medical Information: Healthy human no medical history. She does have a mild case of amnesia that was caused by the Daleks. However she doesn't know about the block in her memory, the block makes her not really remember anything after the Daleks killed her boyfriend.
Writing submission:
Fear, unimaginable fear, that is what flowed through her veins as fast as venom to her heart. How does this keep happening to me? Sarah Jones, a tall woman with brown hair flowing behind her like a kite whipping at her back urging her on, runs for her life as the beings behind her give chase. The repeated call in dark mechanical voices strike her harder than the wind scratching at her face drying her salty tears. The continuous call of "EX-TER-MIN-ATE!!" is all she can hear as her feet pound the pavement below her, however she is just a human, and a human not used to this kind of running at that, soon her legs grow heavy like the blood in them is gaining weight to it. Soon her racing heart begins to ache like the wind is scratching at it as well. Soon the speed she so desperately strove for becomes harder to maintain and soon that to becomes a dream. Very soon Sarah Jones finds herself a panting mess surrounded by very angry tin cans. She looks around at her captors and in a fake brave voice, her act made all the worse by her insistent panting, she addresses them. "Hello Daleks, did you miss me?"
Her day didn't start out like this though. Heavens no, Sarah Jones is just an ordinary woman who lives in London, works as a grocer, and sketches as a hobby. Why then would the Daleks be so interested in her? Well she asks herself that every day.
Today just like any other day started out with her walking to work and completing it. She walks home and then hears the tell tale voice of a Dalek. Oh how she knows that sound well. She has it stuck in her dreams like candy is stuck to fabric, every time you try to remove it it pulls a little of the fabric away with it. When she turns to see where the Dalek is, her frantic searching eyes trying to pinpoint the danger she spots a blue Dalek commanding a hoard of other bronze Daleks. It's voice rings out to her. "FIND THE HU-MAN FE-MALE THAT GOT A-WAY!! FIND HER AND CAP-TURE HER!!" Well now she has a chance to gain her answer and boy does she no longer want to know it. So this leads her to where she is now, after running as far as she physically can, surrounded by a lot of bronze Daleks while a whole lot more are killing her helpless fellow Londoners. One single question flits through her frightened minds. Why are they interrupting an invasion to capture me? She looks at them while trying to work up the courage to ask