Post by The Fourth Doctor on Jun 18, 2011 20:18:09 GMT -5
So, hey, I'm Alec Harrison. I work for Torchwood 3, stationed in Cardiff.
I'm about twenty-nine, but don't count on catching me at that point. I mean, I travel in time. But not in a Tardis. With my trusty Vortex Manipulator. Actually, I shouldn't say trusty.
History? Oh, where to begin? Ah! How about my normal, human life just outside Cardiff. I grew up with a dreadfully boring life, on a farm for heaven's sake. Then I stumbled across a blue box at the age of twenty-six. So I ventured to go inside, but was shoved out by a tall man in a black jacket. So what did I do? I googled "Blue box", and came up with "Tardis," among other things. So I sent a letter to the Parliament, and the next day, bam! I'm in Torchwood.
Well, actually, it had more to do with begging and a few fake résumés than anything, but the point is, I got in. And I like it. It's definitely a transition from that farm.
Got to go, there's an alien in my lunch.
I'm about twenty-nine, but don't count on catching me at that point. I mean, I travel in time. But not in a Tardis. With my trusty Vortex Manipulator. Actually, I shouldn't say trusty.
History? Oh, where to begin? Ah! How about my normal, human life just outside Cardiff. I grew up with a dreadfully boring life, on a farm for heaven's sake. Then I stumbled across a blue box at the age of twenty-six. So I ventured to go inside, but was shoved out by a tall man in a black jacket. So what did I do? I googled "Blue box", and came up with "Tardis," among other things. So I sent a letter to the Parliament, and the next day, bam! I'm in Torchwood.
Well, actually, it had more to do with begging and a few fake résumés than anything, but the point is, I got in. And I like it. It's definitely a transition from that farm.
Got to go, there's an alien in my lunch.
