02 May 2012 @ 08:27 pm
 
[Cobb's back on the Plane for what has to be... well, he's not sure really. He's lost track of a lot of things. It's why the top comes out and is given a spin. Perhaps he thinks it's a dream and perhaps he doesn't. He doesn't really give off the air that he's okay until the top... well, topples over.

Once it's done that he decides to take a walk. It'll help him clear his head. Help him try to prioritize a few things. So in all reality the Plane popped up on him at just the right moment.]
 
 
13 February 2011 @ 02:43 pm
 
[He's not been to the Plane for a while, kids will have that effect. It doesn't mean that he's not thought of it or the woman that he's grown close to. Getting his bearings straight again he starts walking. There's no set destination in mind. Not yet anyway.]

Something feels off...

[Even his own voice sounds unfamiliar to his ears. Though he just ignores it and figures it has something to do with the Plane. After all, last time he'd been inside of Arthur's body. That... had been a weird one. So maybe this was a Plane thing, he'd find out later.]



[OOC: Cobb here gets to have fun speaking Gallifreyan.]
 
 
[When Arthur woke up this morning, she was going to have a normal day (or, at least, as normal as her days get anymore). She was going to have a cup of coffee, read the newspaper, look into a potential job offer, and then maybe drop in on the Plane for a minute to see if it's magically started to make more sense anymore.

It hasn't. Actually, it makes less sense now, because everything feels off. Her center of gravity has shifted, she's wearing new clothes, the plane looks weirdly smaller, and just... everything.]
What the - [And then she turns her head, because that was definitely Cobb voicing her thoughts. Where the hell is he?] Dom?

[...Wait. No. That's not right. That's still his voice, but no Cobb. And then she looks down. That was probably a mistake.]

[Cobb's day had started out normal. Wake up with the kids, get them and himself fed. Watch a bit of news and then take them to their grandfather. After all, Miles had said something about watching them while he went off to do the whole job thing. Something he had fun doing, not that he needed to, after dropping off the kids.

Deciding that a change of scenery was in order, he decided to drop into the Plane. When he did everything seemed... well, different. More... oh, he definitely didn't feel right.]
What is-- [That was NOT his voice, it was her voice.] Arthur? [Why would she be? That's when he looked down and couldn't help but stare... What the hell was going on?!]
 
 
25 December 2010 @ 08:06 pm
 
[His thought had been on a lot of things that Arthur had told him. Not HIS Arthur, but the female one he'd been spending a lot of time with. Though he'd spent Christmas with his children, James and Phillipa loving every moment of it. Especially when they got to spend it with grandpa and also were able to see uncle Arthur. Everything was slowly falling into place.

That was until he ended up within the Plane. Everything started to seem so much... smaller. Like he was losing height or something. What was this?! How had he ended up this level to the ground? None of it made any sense and he goes to holler, yell... something, but all that comes out is tiny little barks.]




[ooc: Have a Dominic Cobb puppy for the twelfth night plot. *grins* At least for a little while anyway.]
 
 
07 December 2010 @ 06:59 pm
 
[When he appears on the plane, he's still in his suit and had been about to go change. He'd just come back in time to put his children to bed, relieving Miles of his duties.]

Hello? James? Phillipa? Miles?

[Cobb, however, was greeted with silence and a part of him felt a bit of panic start to slide in. It had him reaching into his pocket and pulling out the spinning top, it was time to see if this was real or not. So taking the top, he spins it and watches it spin. Spin and spin and spin until it stops and topples over. Once it's done that he scoops it back up and shoves it into his pocket.]

This isn't funny! Whatever game this is, it isn't funny and you better hope I don't find you. Because if I do... Oh, trust me you'll regret it.

[He has no clue who he's actually hollering at, but he doesn't like it. The feel of this place... the way it looks... That's when he notices the building and heads inside.]

Can somebody...

[Empty... the place was completely and totally empty]

Who's idea was this? I want an answer and I want it now.