You Know You're a Who Geek...You know you're a Doctor Who geek whenYou Know You're a Who Geek...5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
[X] You can list off all actors who have played the Doctor in numerical order.
[X] You can list off the Doctor's recurring enemies.
[ ] You can list off ALL of the Doctor's enemies.
[ ] You can list all of the Doctor's companions.
[ ] You can name off the Doctor's companions in order.
[X] When you hear a clock ticking in a room, you always make sure that all of the clocks in the room are working right.
[X] You have an intense fear of people in gas masks.
[X] You use words like "exterminate" and "affirmative" as part of normal conversation.
[X] You strongly believe that one should ALWAYS bring a banana to a party.
[X] Your favorite exclamation is "Fantastic!"
[X] You fantasize about being the Doctor's companion.
[X] You want to go to a sci-fi convention dressed as a Doctor Who character/villain
[ ] You have gone to a sci-fi convention dressed as a Doctor Who character/villain
[X] Whenever someone calls an exterminator, you automatically pictu
The Pandorica ClosesUnfortunately, that was the truth. Staring at the Pandorica, the one thing that he didn't know in the universe, the one thing that had followed him and haunted him throughout this incarnation, the something that could very well end the world in less than a second, he had told River and Amy about the terrible thing. It was just a legend, cast out into time and space. He'd heard bits and pieces, scary stories like the Toclafane to stun the children of Gallifrey into obedience. But for that split moment there was a hesitation in his mind. Because it was all falling into place. And for a split moment there he thought he himself was going to end the world.The Pandorica Closes5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There was a goblin or a trickster or a warrior.
Because that's how it always is, isn't it? The Doctor comes in, he fixes everything, but he leaves a trail of bread crumbs in his wake. Bread crumbs that could be debris of falling buildings, or the rotting smell of corpses.
A nameless, terrible thing soaked in the blood of a
Doctor Who: PandoricaMy hair shifted in the breezeDoctor Who: Pandorica5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Made of nothing in the black
I was the girl who waited
And you finally came back for me
Now down the rabbit-hole I'm falling
Ur hand reaching out for mine
If I don't grab hold of you first
Let's run through time and space
Ginger hair and bow ties
Laughter and kindness
Traps and love
The blue box, a whole new look
And a whole universe to explore
It's like a fairy tale
That I almost let it go
And stopped dreaming
Is at the back of my mind
Like the wedding dress
Hanging in my closet door
The toys lying on the dresser
I want to lay back and close my eyes
But wait, is this the dream?
Beyond the graffiti on the oldest wall
The "hello sweetie" smiling under
The angels descend upon us
One must play blind
So as not to be seen.
And the trap is set
But what is a trap
But a snap of a finger and comfy chairs
Doctor, who makes people better
You let me choose, when I wanted
To give up love for a taste
At the impossible
And I saw again that smile
The silly a
RvBFic - Tex and SargeWhen Tex's alien captors took her in, they had no idea she was in possession of the most malicious and aggressive AI construct known to man, and when she and Sarge were tossed unarmed into a remotely-monitored prison cell halfway up a forty story tower, they had no idea how close they were to their own destruction.RvBFic - Tex and Sarge5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Tex, it's been a long time..."
Tex had all her attention focused on the metal walkway just outside the confines of their cell. Sarge was busy somewhere beyond her field of vision but all she cared about was trying to ignore the Omega AI. For the most part it was working but still couldn't stop him from taking intense pleasure in insulting her strength and intelligence. Her head was full of maniacal laughter.
"We can break out of here, Tex, you know that." Omega chuckled, "we can take down this tower and use the network to bypass all the major firewalls shooting off into space to take command of their ships and bring th
Her Imaginary FriendThe blood seeped through her thin clothes, staining them a lush scarlet and blossoming like a flower across her stomach, chest and dripping down to her slim waist. Her skin and eyes had been drained of colour and her breaths were short and panicky. Sweat, both old drops and new ones lined her brow and the palms of her hands as she lay in the dirt, immobile and trembling; unable to move for the white hot pain that sliced through her veins.Her Imaginary Friend4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"H help me," she gasped to whoever would listen. She couldn't scream; it was too painful.
Where was he?
Whenever she needed him, he was always there. He was her hero. Her imaginary friend.
Tears began to glue her eyelashes together and the searing agony had turned into a dull ache, like a raw bruise that spanned her entire body. All he'd done was ask her to wait for him, 'Just, hold on! I'll be seconds!
PainThe TARDIS hummed around Amy as she stepped out of her room, her bare feet brushing the floor, soft lights warming to life around her. She looked left and right, deciding to go right, and began to explore.Pain5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As she walked, she thought about what had happened. About the nightmarish dreams, and the way she'd felt when Rory had died, had left her- and she'd realized if she ever returned to normalcy she'd be left alone.
Maybe that was love- knowing your life would be empty without that person. But then, she couldn't see living in Leadworth as a real life anyway
And the Doctor- how much did he really detest himself? How much and, Amy paused as another thought occurred to her. All those hints .all those suggestions .did the Doctor, care about her?
Amy froze completely, her foot in the air. "How could he have felt?" Her voice was barely a whisper, and she felt her heart stutter nervously. Because truly, how could he have felt? Alone, when they woke up, in the cold and dark.
Fragmentation ch 4- SlippingAt this point, not even the Aurora units constant urging could convince Samus to leave the docking bay. The tension in the room grew more tangible with every passing moment, though her forcibly emotionless gaze never wavered. No matter how much the so-called soldiers around her fidgeted, she managed to remain perfectly still, eyes fixed on the still open door of her ship.Fragmentation ch 4- Slipping6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
How long does it take to get a half-delirious Phyrigisian onto a stretcher, anyway?
Her eyes became laced with frustration at the thought, and every inch of her body seemed to tense even more. Once again, she had taken on the look of a bounty hunter; without fear, without regret. At that moment, she was back to being able to freeze the heart of a non-hunter with a glance, and melt the confidence of an underprepared enemy. Only, this time her sole focus was not on destruction. Rather, for once she was set on the preservation of a life other than her own. Though the life of a hunter and the emotions of a no
RvB: All Tied Up"York York," the sound of his name drew him hazily back into consciousness. He blinked back the fog as he attempted to locate where the sound was coming from. "York!" He cringed as his head sent a jolt at the thundered word. Groggily, he let his head lull on his chest as he worked up the strength to move.RvB: All Tied Up3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Gradually the vise squeezing his brain subsided and he could focus once more. He slowly cracked one eye open and squinted even in the dim lighting. Sounds came rushing in at him. The roar of machinery was deafening. In an attempt to alleviate the tension that had begun to build in his head, he moved to massage the feeling away only to find that his hands would not comply with the order. Confused, he blinked rapidly to clear his vision before focusing once again on the immobile limbs. He tried to move but found that he could not. He shook away the last remnan
RvB: Death CallsSpace. The openness had always brought thousands of possibilities with it. Now all he could see was the prospect of death. The ship had become one large coffin. It had already begun to fill with the dead. He turned from the vacuum and sighted in on the door across the room. The moaning and fists pounding echoed through the steel door. The barrier had lasted for the moment, but even now York could see that it would not hold much longer. Then, nothing would separate them from the teeming horde of undead. Even the name 'undead' still gave him pause. It was not a word that he had ever thought would be used in an actual situation.RvB: Death Calls3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The groans drew him back to the hour before. He had confidently entered the Halloween party with Carolina at his side. She had resisted his coaxing at first, but had finally folded and reluctantly accompanied him. Pro
RvB: An Illogical Incident Blood.RvB: An Illogical Incident4 years ago in Drama More Like This
The walls, the table.
It ran in little drops down the metal wall, trickling to the floor. It pooled over the table, around the pale hand laid there, over the cards from the poker game that'd taken place just hours ago. It stained the white materials crimson.
Normally green, now glowing red.
It matched the blood.
"Alarm! Freelancer Agent Carolina has taken a fatal wound to the head, medical assistance is required immediately!"
The normally calm voice was alert with panic as it repeated the message again.
His left eye, hurting.
The bag of food fell from his arms. He took a shaky step forward, calling out her name. Not her assigned
RvB: DreamsShe was dreaming.RvB: Dreams3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Washington hadn't watched her sleep often, but he knew enough to tell by the subtle twitch of her hand, the way her lips curved up in an almost smile, the soft words she subconsciously whispered, too low for his ears to pick up. She wasn't screaming or crying or curled into herself, clutching her skull, like she had so often since the project. It wasn't a nightmare.
Carolina was having a dream.
But they needed to get moving. The Reds and Blues would be awake soon, and they couldn't stay in the small safe house she had led them to for much longer. Wash stood in the doorway of the small room, wondering how to go about waking her up. At best, he'd get a glare and sharp complaint. At worst, he'd have a gun pointed at his head.
Deciding to take the chance he made his way over to Carolina's makeshift bed. One of her arms was curled under the pillow, her fiery red hair falling across her face and spilling onto the sheets. Wash tentatively reached out and placed a hand on her
RVB: Girl vs Boy Ep.1Caboose: Uh guys something is VERY wrong hereRVB: Girl vs Boy Ep.14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Church: Now that you mention it I DO feel a little strange
Tucker: Strange like alien sex strange or strange strange?
Church: Good Strange.
Caboose: Um for those of us who don't know how aliens have sex Maybe you should explain
Caboose: But I-
Church + Tucker: QUIET!
Caboose: For some reason, I have to pee.
Tucker: If you have to go, then you should go pee!
Church: (shouts) In the toilet this time, Caboose!
(Caboose walks away)
Church: I swear, sometimes I wonder why we put up with that guy
Tucker: Me too
Church: (fiddling with the breastplate) Hey, why is this armor so tight?
Caboose: (from the bathroom) GUYS! HELP! MY BODY'S BROKEN!
Tucker + Church: What the-
Caboose: (falling over) I can't pee standing up!
Church: (shouting) Caboose, what the hell are you talking about?
Tucker: (softly) Moron
Church: (walking to the bathroom) Caboose,
SilentGulchRedemption:ProlougeSilentGulchRedemption:Prolouge4 years ago in Horror More Like This
Tex walked down the stairs of her home. It felt odd without Alessa around anymore. Her pictures still hung on the walls. Alessa had moved out years ago. The picture of Alessa and Alex's wedding from seventeen years ago hung beside a smiling image of their then three-year-old daughter. It amazed Tex that Alana was already thirteen. Tex really was getting old.
Tex moved into the kitchen and took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of coffee. She didn't remember making coffee. She sat down at the table and opened her eyes to find a mug sitting on the table in front of her.
"You look like you had a good night's sleep." Church sat down at the table across from her. "It really is a lot quieter in here without the kid around." He smiled at her as he sipped his own mug.
"Leonard." Tex stared at him, not believing he was there. "You can't be here. You died, again, like twenty years ago."
"We really are getting along in the years." Church shook his head. "Though I'm surprised that out of everyone
Lucario Bk. 2 Chapter 4 Part 1Lucario Bk. 2 Chapter 4 Part 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The closer you get to light, the greater your shadow becomes....
- Kingdom Hearts
Chapter 4: Rivals
As Lucario enters the base, he can clearly hear the heated argument between Abra and Carlos from Team Legend.
"Look, getting a pirate to give you something isn't as simple as asking politely," Carlos says defensively, pointing a claw at the black fox-like Pokemon. "We spent days trying to convince him and he still refused!"
"Then you should have just fought him for it," Abra responds, crossing his arms. "Maybe you could have beat him in a fight instead of abandoning your mission."
"Are you cr-"
"Did I miss something?" Lucario interrupts, approaching the duo.
Abra glances up for a moment, but Carlos' eyes remain locked on the Psychic-Type. Small bursts of static electricity are coming from his red cheeks. "Not really," the Abra responds. "Just as insolent as I remember him."
Carlos bares his teeth as the electricity builds and Lucario steps between the two, pushing them apar
Remembering NobleIt wasn't an impending air raid, but it sure sounded like one. The girl moaned and rolled over in her bed, her eyes fluttering open unwillingly. She tried to reach for her alarm clock, but got tangled in her sheets and, in the ensuing struggle to get free, fell out of bed, taking her covers with her. She landed in a heap on the floor and made an "oof" sound, then extricated herself awkwardly and staggered to her feet, finally able to turn the hated device off.Remembering Noble4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was 6:00 in the morning, still a bit dark outside. The girl drew in a hasty breath as the chilly morning air nipped at her bare toes. She immediately attacked her chest of drawers, pulling out a black and yellow jogging suit and a black tank top, which she put on hastily. She glanced in the mirror and went over to her cabinet, where she took out a jar of hair gel and slicked back her short, wavy auburn hair. This done, she went back to the bureau and put on some socks, then running shoes. Then she exited her room, l
YSTH :Chapter 2: Falling StarsYSTH :Chapter 2: Falling Stars5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Opening his eyes to see nothing but darkness, Yakko shot up from his covers, taking in heavy breaths. His entire body trembled; sweat poured down his face as he clenched his blanket. The nightmare had really spooked him. He took a quick glance around the room, realizing that he was now in his bed. Taking a heavy sigh of relief, Yakko plopped back into his mattress, slowly closing his eyes and tried to go back to sleep.
"What happened?" A familiar liver-pool voice cried.
Hearing that voice, Yakko jumped up from his covers causing him to bonk his head on the bunker of his bed. Rubbing his bump that had formed, Yakko frowned at the person who had spoken: Wakko. He was tilting from his top bunker, holding on to the edge with his tail as he hovered over his brother's. Yakko could see that he was wearing his sky blue night suit, with little buttons snapped closed to hold the outfit together. Knowing that he wasn't amused from the unexpected wake up call, Wakko gave a sheepish grin, letting h
RvB - Bits of MemoryIt's cold.RvB - Bits of Memory3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That is his first realization upon regaining consciousness.
His eyes close, open again. Half-lidded and shrouded by a visor scratched from battle, they strain to keep themselves from shutting once more, from letting the blackness become his consciousness. He coughs, then winces as the action causes his ribs to shake and shudder, damaging himself further.
'Ugh, I can't...'
Can't what? Vague memories float back to him, still too out of focus to be of much use. Memories... Yes, that's important, he recalls. For some reason, that word sticks in his mind. Memory...
He can feel the warmth in his fingertips draining out into the white snow. Slowly, he lifts them towards his chest, vision hazy. One moment, clear. The next, blurred confusion. Is this insanity, he wonders? Or is he just dead?
Another cough. This time, he raises a gloved hand to smother it, keep it inside of him where it belongs. It's a futile movement that only sends him another jolt of pain. His wrist collides
Save HimSave Him4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Even though he was alive, Amelia had nightmares for weeks.
She would wake up in the middle of the night, dry sobs wracking her body that woke Rory before she even became concious and he would hold her, silently stroking her hair because he knew why she was crying and that there was nothing he could say that would make it better.
Because he was 909, and had only 194 years left to live.
And no matter how Amy tried to think about it, one thousand, one hundered and three years was not a fraction of enough time for such a man as the Doctor to be alive.
Amy would watch him fall, and no matter how she struggled she couldn't get to him in time. Sometimes it would be River and Rory holding her back, just like before, but sometimes it would be a faceless force, a nameless evil keeping her from her raggedy Doctor as he breathed his last. Sometimes she would watch him go towards the astronaut, like a gentle lamb to the slaughter and she would shout for him to stop, to come back, but the words woul
Never Forget"Rose! Rose, please wake up!"Never Forget2 years ago in Drama More Like This
The voice sounds scared, desperate, and so far away everything feels like a thick fog and his voice echoes through my mind. Maybe I'm dreaming? Something is telling me to hang on to that voice, to follow it.
"Come on Rose, you're safe now." The voice said closer now, but still just a whisper against my ear. I can feel his warm breath on my face as I try hard to focus my attention. My head is throbbing, but it feels, so muddled everything is confusing. That voice, it grounds me. If I can just reach it. Something as simple as thinking is much harder than it should be, I try and talk but can't, and the only thing I can muster is a garbled moan. The pain is so intense, it hurts to think.
The stranger's voice is back now, louder this time. His voice is excited, frantic. "Hey, there you are, come on now Rose. Open your eyes for me. Cool fingers caress my forehead, then slide along my cheek. It feels so right, even if it doesn't relieve the pain. And I try a
AS: Au Du Phantom prt4AS: Au Du Phantom prt43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Au Du Phantom
The most fetching scent since ghost nip!
Their senses no longer picked up the scent of a newborn. White had been replaced with black, pale had been substituted with tan. The abrupt change was hard to not see. If not for observing the transformation right in front of their own eyes they'd never have known the seemingly average human boy was the newborn they'd been tracking aimlessly. What's more was the boy wasn't just another hybrid oh no he was the son of Danny Phantom the most unique halfa in existence, and a thorn in the foot or tail of many ghosts.
The dragon Aragon withdrew his talons from his prize taking flight to circle aimlessly around the unconscious boy. His expression though hard to make sense of in his reptilian form seemed to show shock, and mild confusion.
Hoteph Ra appeared to be in a similar predicament although instead of looking blank his mind was running double time trying to comprehend just how this was possible.
The Origin of ZoroarkIt was dark, rainy night in Sinnoh. The wind was blowing through the trees, leaves flying around in large masses. It was the end autumn, the time were the world lost it's classic orange and red colors, shifting to a more gloomy shade of gray, turning white the instant it starts snowing. There was nobody outside ofHearthome, not even wild Pokémon. The place was very silent.The Origin of Zoroark5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Maybe that was the reason why the young trainer had chills running down his spine the instant he left town. Probably wasn't the best time to leave, but promised his best friend that he was gonna get to his place in a few hours, so he had to hurry up.
"Can't be much longer now..." Peter muttered to himself as he started to run. He really didn't want to stay out too late, and he wanted to get to shelter just in case the weather got worse.
Seconds later he regretted thinking that, cause a few drops of rain started falling, and it got worse and worse in the following hour, until it was literally pouring with rain. T
A Prodigal's Return The Meta cleaned the blood off their blade. Stupid people. How dare they think they could defeat them. They walked over the hill and saw the one the others called Washington. They had had enough of him, time to kill him. “No, wait, see if he says something” Came the smooth voice in their mind. They growled with impatients but waited. Sigma had been right before. “That's it. Lead the Meta as far away from the compound as possible.” The call came over the radio. “It’s a trick. Get the A.I. We need them.” The Meta agreed and followed Washington ignoring the Warthogs driving away. The Meta tried to sneak after him but they had never been good at sneaking. Why be sneaky when you can just kill? They heard voices down the hallway. But hadn't they killed everyone in the compound? They came into a big room and they saw Washington. The Meta was happy and shot the gun to finish this, but a shield came up to block it. And their eA Prodigal's Return3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
~Still Got Legs~ 11th DoctorxReader Chapter OneYou sighed as you walked down the street, toward the nearest coffee shop, where you stopped for your morning coffee everyday before work. Today was just another ordinary day, which bored you to tears.~Still Got Legs~ 11th DoctorxReader Chapter One2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Ordinary days in this town consisted of you going to work in the Hastings bookstore that was a mere 5 minutes from your apartment, which you shared with your two best friends, Charlie and Jenna. They both went to school in the city that was about fifty miles away from this town, so You was mostly alone until about nine thirty at night.
They didn't return last night at all, and you woke up on the living room sofa alone, the television still on. This wasn't unusual behaviour; their parents lived in the aforementioned city, but they'd always called before they spent the night anywhere, because they knew how anxious you got when you knew something was amiss.
But, they hadn't texted, nor had they called, which was very uncharacteristic of them.
So you had frantically called both o
A Fantastic Fellowship of Fandoms PoemA Fantastic Fellowship of Fandoms PoemA Fantastic Fellowship of Fandoms Poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
“It began long ago,”
“In a hole in the ground,”
A little hobbit named Bilbo,
His unexpected journey abound.
The light of Durin’s Day, a map and a key,
Would open the door of the home it used to be.
The dwarves of Erebor,
Dragon fire in the sky,
The war would soon end,
Thus the hobbit said goodbye.
Fifty years later,
The story goes on,
The Fellowship was formed,
Their friendships were strong.
Sauron was defeated,
The Fellowship almost failed,
And at the Grey Havens,
There came an end to Frodo’s tale.
The Boy Who Lived,
A wizard at heart,
Even the dark Lord Voldemort,
Couldn’t tear his love for family apart.
He had Ron and Hermione,
We loved him as a friend,
If you stuck with Harry,
Until the very end.
In the forest of District 12,
Katniss and Gale were the hunters at hand,
War broke out before so everyone ran,
And thus The Hunger Games began.
At the reaping it was Primrose’s name,
But Katniss took her