Things Daleks Would Never SayO-M-G! YOU LOOK FAB-U-LOUS! IS THAT PRA-DA?Things Daleks Would Never Say5 years ago in Humor More Like This
THATS WHAT SHE SAID.
O-KAY, WE GIVE UP. YOU WIN, DOC-TOR.
TIME FOR A MAKE-O-VER, GIRLS!
HEL-LO. MY NAME IS DA-LEK CAAN. YOU KILLED MY FA-THER. PRE-PARE TO DIE.
AM I BOV-VERED?
OH, SOD IT. WHO NEEDS EXTERMINATION ANYWAY? IM JUST GOING TO GO HOME AND MAKE A CUP OF TEA
UNICORNS ARE PRET-TY!
I NEED A HUG <3
ITS FUN TO STAY AT THE Y-M-C-A!
SERIOUSLY, DAVROS? YOU NEED A MANICURE.
WHERES MY RICHARD SIMMONS TAPE?
ARE YOU MY MUMMY?
HEY, CHAR-LIE! WE FOUND A MAP TO CANDY MOUNTAIN!
YEAH, CHRIS. EX-TRAP-O-LATE. (kudos if you know what this is quoting)
WHOS UP FOR SOME IRISH STEPDANCING?
IM GONNA SING THE DOOM
The Three of Us Fanfic - DWThe Three of Us Fanfic - DW3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The Three of Us
A TARDIS/Bad Wolf/Doctor Story
It was so strange, being in human form- Idris I believe her name was.
But it wasn't because it had never happened before, of course not.
The last time it happened, was so...so magical. Golden tendrils of light, the power I could feel through my now-human eyes and fingertips, the sensation of kissing my Doctor, yet at the same time letting my Doctor's most special companion have what she wanted most, for a moment.
I love my Doctor, and I'm not afraid to say it, but my Doctor and I, our love is not bound by human terms. We are so different than merely friends, or dare I say, husband and wife, no. It's as if we're the same, bonded to our life of danger and adventure.
And that's why I let her in, why I let any of them in. My...his Bad Wolf especially. He loved her, and I was happy for them, my leather-clad Doctor and my Golden Bad Wolf. It's what I wanted most for them.
I wish it had felt the same as being the Bad Wolf when I was
Here Without YouHere Without You2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same
When The Doctor first met Sarah Jane in his Third regeneration, he thought she was absolutely perfect in every way.
From the way she smiled to the way she helped him, just thinking of the budding journalist made both his hearts flutter with utter contentment.
Right now, The Doctor was in his Eleventh regeneration and currently dreaming of his Sarah Jane.
But all the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face
The Doctor sighed in his sleep, dreaming of Sarah Jane being in his arms, forever, just her and him, the way it should have been.
I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
This wasn't the first time he'd dreamt about Sarah, he has sometimes dreamt about her when he least expected it.
Sometimes he didn't
WhyWeLoveDoctorWho - Series 2Why we love Doctor Who Series 2:WhyWeLoveDoctorWho - Series 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Because the Tenth Doctor has new teeth.
Because of course we missed him.
Because he knows the Lion King.
Because he recognises the taste of A Positive blood.
Because he's rude and not ginger.
Because Jackie needs to shut up.
Because it's very British to have tea when the world's coming to an end.
Because everyone knows who Harriet Jones is.
Because he's certainly got a gob.
Because Jackie says the name of the show just before the opening titles run. Cheesy.
Because of the apple-grass.
Because he's slim... and just a little bit foxy.
Because he's still got it.
Because he's beating out a samba.
Because telepathy means 'a face full of big head'.
Because the Face of Boe is 'textbook enigmatic'.
Because the Doctor says 'new' at least 17 times.
Because David Tennant got to do an episode in his normal accent.
Because Rose has been 'oot and aboot'.
Because Queen Victoria is not amused (finally).
Because the telescope is
RunRun3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Run. Keep running.
Don't look back.
Forget me, forget your home, forget your family.
Because we no longer matter.
What matters now is running.
Past the red fields, the orange sky, the burning suns.
Just keep running.
Don't you dare look back.
Don't even glance.
One look, and you'll regret it.
Past the stars, the worlds, the universe itself.
Years, centuries, millenniums.
You can't stop running.
You won't ever look back. Just in case.
But you feel it, don't you?
The pain, the guilt, the grief.
Because you kept running.
What are you running to?
Lost son of Gallifrey, where are you going?
Do you still feel the fire? The flames licking your back?
Do you still hear the screams? The noise ringing in your ears?
Do you still taste the blood? The blood of your enemies, family, friends?
Don't turn. Don't look back.
Run Run... I SAID RUN!
Doctor Who FeelsRose is gone, the Doctor is blue.Doctor Who Feels9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ask, "Donna, where's the Doctor?"
She'll reply, "Doctor Who?"
Sarah Jane and Martha have both had their fun
As for the Ponds, they're both done.
So ask me again why the TARDIS is blue
There's a sad, lonely angel inside
With both hearts broken in two
A North Winds Blows...My eyes have seen the sky for the starsA North Winds Blows...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My ears have heard the wind for its song
My hands are soaked in blood from fighting past wars
Can someone tell me when these days became so long?
The dreams from yesterday fade away
And the regrets remain still bitter on my tongue
And sometimes the hurt lasts all day
But now my song is almost sung
And I long to find that hand I held
But they are gone, far from me
The anger in me cannot be quelled
Not without their voice you see
And now my eyelids grow heavy and I slowly doze
Dreams heavy with ancient tears
And I see her face, my distant Rose.
Obsessed With Doctor Who WhenObsessed with Doctor Who when....Obsessed With Doctor Who When2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
1. You think fezzes are cool.
2. you think bowties are cool and you want to wear them everyday of your life.
3. Wearing a vegetable seems fashionable.
4. You have a button that says David Tennant makes me squee. (sad to say I own one.)
5. Angel statues scare the holy fuck out of you.
6. You have an action figure of your favorite Doctor and carry him around everywhere. (I have two. one of Tom Baker, and Matt Smith wearing a fez and holding a mop.)
7. Apples are rubbish.
8. Pears are gross and disgusting.
9. You see a british phonebooth and you automatically claim it as your own TARDIS and invite your best friend to go see the dinosaurs with you in said TARDIS.(I have one!)
10. You like Bananas.
11. You get into major arguments with Back To The Future fans.
12. You want your own personal Dalek.
13. You have written Bad Wolf on atleast one thing that is blue.
14. You know atleast three songs by Billie Piper.
15. You watch Law and Order UK now that Freema
WhyWeLoveDoctorWho - Series3Because the Doctor's not from Mars.WhyWeLoveDoctorWho - Series33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Because his pockets are dimensionally transcendental.
Because he tells the TARDIS to 'behave!'
Because Donna is a pencil inside a mug.
Because 'with this ring, I thee bio-damp'.
Because Donna's yell can be heard over the noise of the TARDIS engines.
Because everyone knows you should never let a man with a sonic screwdriver near the sound system.
Because Martha doesn't believe he's an alien.
Because Martha FINALLY believes he's an alien.
Because 'Judoon platoon on the moon.'
Because he looks daft with one shoe.
Because she called him 'Doctor'.
Because Rose's name keeps him fighting.
Because he does a lot of reading.
Because 'to be or not to be' is a bit pretentious.
Because Martha won't step on any butterflies.
Because The Doctor cried when he read book 7.
Because the Doctor's upset Queen Elizabeth.
Because 'the play's the thing'.
Because David Tennant appears in Hamlet 2 years later. Fantastic!
Because the Doctor is
The Doctor's SacrificeSo you turned to him and kissedThe Doctor's Sacrifice4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
this perfect copy of myself.
I stood there, weeping in my soul
and yet rejoicing for your bliss.
I pray you did not hear the mighty cry
that filled me to the core,
that, with a thousand voices, told you: "Rose,
no man loves you more than I!"
O, how I wish I could have spoken true -
how much I need you by my side.
'The lonely angel' someone once me called,
and yet, the angel is not me, it's you.
In all my life, I never truly lived
until the day that I met you.
You took these hardened hearts of mine
and taught them how to laugh, to love, forgive.
Of all these thoughts I could not speak a word,
it would have made you choose not him - but me.
Though all the stars will sing my love
my mortal ears, it never shall be heard.
You always knew there can be no "Forever"
for us, timelord and an earthen child.
We both know you belong with him
not bound be my life's endless tether.
You have so much to do, to see
that I can never give.
I want for you the best of lives,
A Time of ChangeA Time of Change3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You want to do what?!"
He came back to the stables where I had been patiently waiting and told me his plans. I could feel the radiation as it ravaged each cell of his body. He was in great pain which I tried to help with but could only do so much. He needed to regenerate but he was holding back and refusing.
"Doctor, do you even realize how many companions you have had in your past?"
"Yes and I want to see how each of them is doing. All I'm asking is for you to help me, TARDIS. You shouldn't have too much trouble. Lock onto their bio-signatures and materialize."
"You're going to hold off your regeneration until I do this, aren't you?"
His silence answered my question. I reluctantly started the procedure by locking on to each bio-signature I could find. My fear was growing with each minute that passed as he held off the regenerative process. We r
WhyWeLoveDoctorWho - Series4Because he's the Doctor. He's a Time Lord. He's from Gallifrey, in the constellation of Casterberus. He's 903 years old. He's the man who's gonna save your lives, and all six billion on the planet below.WhyWeLoveDoctorWho - Series43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Because no one's got a problem with that.
Because he never changes.
Because Donna's got a hat box.
Because the fat just walked away.
Because he just wants A mate.
Because he is Spartacus. And so is she.
Because they're so not a couple.
Because he fought her off with a water pistol.
Because he got clever in Latin.
Because 'TARDIS, Time Lord, yeah!'
Because 'Donna, Human, no!'
Because they turned him into an Ood. Seriously.
Because every song must end.
Because at least they've got quality handcuffs.
Because, to an Ood, Donna looks single.
Because he came 'intruder window'.
Because it's not easy being clever.
Because of course he didn't turn Martha into a soldier.
Because the Doctor's a dumbo.
Because he's a great big outer space dunce.
Because he's also a praw
Ode To David Tennant - A RageOde To David Tennant - A Rage3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ode To Tennant A Rage of Two Fans
Dear David Tennant
We think you're really great
You've killed a lot of Daleks
When they yelled EXTERMINATE
You killed them really quickly
You hit them with your laser beam
They screamed out really loud
When they died in all those scenes
Sorry, did we say laser beam?
We meant to say screwdriver
But we haven't watched it in a while
Cuz you went pedophile
You married your own daughter
And we think that's really gross
You should have come and found us
Instead of fighting Adipose
We even like the captain
We think he's really nice
We liked him in that one scene
We looked at his butt twice
We wish you'd take your clothes off
But we don't think that could be
Because you met some bimbo hooker
That you married off BBC
You met with Donna twice
And for that you're really cool
But you were with Martha once
And for that trip, you're a fool
So listen, Tennant, darling
We tell you this in love
Before we fly back to America
Like two dejected
Oh, Donna we had the best of times... OI, Spaceman!Oh, Donna we had the best of times...3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
How dare you say that Donna Noble was just a nagger?
How dare you say that she isn't important!
How dare you incompetent swine think that she was unnecessary!
With her fiery locks and her passionate sass.
A sass unmatched by any other who could had only been matched with Nine's!
The most ironically noble companion the doctor has ever had!
She called things as she saw them and was mental as they came!
Mentally brilliant one must say.
For once a character who may not be categorized by the words "hot"
without referring to her fiery wrath at world's cruelty.
Though shouting wouldn't change it, she kept right on tryin'
and ti'll the end, though blunt and brash she seemed to be.
Her eyes became dewey with a loss her mind couldn't meet!
A vision in purple drapes, she glowed against Pompeii's volcanic toppings
with a grace that not even Venus may compare...
I can tell you
Gone AwryGone Awry2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warm, sticky fluid flowed freely over his hand. Pain shot like fire through his veins. The world seemed to move in slow motion. This could not be happening. Not to him. Not now. The Doctor clutched his side tightly, but he could do little to keep the crimson stains from spreading.
The day had started out well enough. He remembered the blissful peace of morning as he and Rose walked hand-in-hand from the Tardis into everyday adventure. He had allowed his ship to choose their landing and they had ended up on a relatively earth-like planet in an age and area that seemed like a cross between an American western and the world of Sherlock Holmes. Aside from the copper-skinned, semi-reptilian, three-armed aliens, of course.
They were not overly intelligent creatures, but they were in an age of discovery and relative peace. The Doctor had reflected brightly on their future, noting to Rose that once both races developed inter-galactic travel, humans and the Uduak, as they were called, would for
Captain Jack Harkness...I feel the poignant breeze like a slap across my left cheek, achingly bright.Captain Jack Harkness...3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Standing in Cardiff, in that underwired erotic coquette which leaves me grinning I ponder,
The city lights that blind!
The stiff drink that kills!
The bloody kiss that steals!
Every pore of my body soaks in the vibrant huon energy, as fresh as cider.
And the name of a lone Captain comes to mind to the rhythmic pulsation of the ever present rift.
Captain Jack Harkness: the solider, the noble and humble victor. The Captain?
If I shut my eyes and I can see you for who you never were.
A con man, declared a coward until he met the right Doctor and held a rose.
Though this doctor used the tip of his pricked finger, from the thorns, to allow him to become a "fixed-point."
A droplet of blood.
Immortality beckons, yet suffering ignites every bone in his body.
For he must first die
The AuthorI believe I'm hollow inside. My heart is trembling, overflowing. Why should I care about you and not them? Why do I care about them and not you?The Author2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I select my weapon; the tool that could be the end of you, bring your love, your life, your death with just a flicker of movement. But your life doesn't matter. Only theirs.
My pen swirls a fine line between wrong and right. The molten liquid core inscribes events, and as I watch a universe comes to life in my hand. An entire world oozes from my fingertips, populated with such beautiful people if only I cared to put them in it. Each syllable they utter is my music, their actions my choice. A man on an adventure, a girl in a forest, the witch in her castle, the cat who fell down the well; their fate is determined by me.
I lose myself in the magic of words and symbols, enchanted by the doings of insignificant creatures of imagination. Your world is dead to me and I have no rules, no thought nor matter. As long as the ink flows, the pen is in my
The Greatest AdventurePeople haveThe Greatest Adventure1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
such dull little lives,
and they always dream of
A different life.
Bigger, fuller, more tragic, more brilliant,
lighter, darker, more fulfilling, more worth.
And so they turn to imagination.
or someone else's.
Turn to books, drawings, films,
television, music, dance,
sounds, words, pictures.
And that way, for one moment,
one beautiful, shining moment,
they are not living their lives.
They are imagining the greatest adventure
they'll never have.
Pete's WorldRose Tyler stared out the window of her room numbly. She felt like crying, but she felt that her tears had run dry hours earlier. So now she would just sit, and she didn't know what next.Pete's World2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Doctor, the human Doctor, sat quietly on one side of her bed, trying to focus on some imaginary thing on the carpet. He concentrated his stare into a small corner, and pressed his lips together in worry.
Rose hadn't moved; she just stared at the horizon, which was slowly acquiring a warm yellow glow as the sun continued around the parallel Earth.
The Doctor cleared his throat. "Rose?" he managed, his voice cracking.
She sat unmoved, her lips closing at last. The bed groaned as the Doctor stood carefully, and he cautiously approached her. Still bundled into a self-wallowing fetal position on the window sill, Rose sniffed and kept her gaze steady on the sunset.
The Doctor sighed. He understood how hard this would be on her, how much she loved him, and how she may very likely hate him for replacing h
The Corner of Your Eye"Look.The Corner of Your Eye4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Look where you never want to look,
out of the corner of your eye.
There's something there,
something not supposed to be,
something you won't normally see,"
a friend says.
"The corner of your eye is
where it all starts.
Where something fantastic starts.
Twelve years, four psychiatrists, and you waited
for your Raggedy Doctor to show up
in the corner of your eye
with his ancient blue box that's bigger on the inside.
Adventure after adventure,
it never gets old,
what has been, what is, what will be.
You looked, and that's all it took.
Your Raggedy Doctor,
your imaginary friend,
came with his blue box and told you to
Look where you never want to look,
out of the corner of your eye."
And he says then,
"Come along, Pond."