Survival of the Fittest Part 1A/N: This story is based on elements of Mortal Kombat and The Hunger Games.Survival of the Fittest Part 13 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Doctor? Are you in here?" Rose said as she walked into the console room.
The Doctor looked over his shoulder while he stood at his console. He smiled warmly and beckoned to her when she came in.
"I'm here. What do you need?" he asked her.
"Just wanted to know what you were doing today," Rose said.
"Well I dunno. What do you wanna do?" the Doctor said.
The Doctor raised his eyebrow.
"Dinosaurs," he repeated.
"Yeah. Let's go kill a T-Rex or one of those velociraptor things," Rose said, sitting down on the jump seat.
"Are you bored?" the Doctor said while she laughed. "I mean REEEEALLY bored? Because it sounds like you're in a mood to challenge death."
"I just want to see you in action," Rose said. "I want to see you take on forty raptors like in Jurassic Park."
"That's wrong, you know. Most of the animals from Jurassic Park were from the Cretaceous period," the Doctor said.
Angels -Prologue- APH-WHOArthur backed up further, inching carefully, slowly, as far back as he could get while keeping his eyes ahead. He could already feel that sting, that need to lower one's eyelids just for a moment, but his heart quickened and he willed himself not to give in. He felt the rough surface, the cold crumbling scrape of stone against his shoulder blades beneath the material of his clothes and yet he still tried to push further back, almost as though he could will himself to pass through the wall and out of the path of that slow creeping danger.Angels -Prologue- APH-WHO5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There was a flurry of pale magenta and silver light, a gentle sound like that of beating dragonfly wings from off to his left. He could just make out the shape of a small male fairy on it's way from the inside of his house to some unknown parts of his backyard.
"Toot-Toot..." He ground out, trying to expel the fear he could feel seeping its way into his very being.
The small fairy paused, "Sire?" Then flitted
Let the Fun Begin PrologueLet the Fun BeginLet the Fun Begin Prologue2 years ago in Drama More Like This
A SuperWhoLock meets Pokemon story.
Summary: In the world of Pokemon, three very unique groups will meet to stop and evil worse than anything they can imagine.
Authors Note: So this will be the 10th Doctor. I really, really wanted to use the 9th, but it wouldn’t match up with the events from Doctor Who. I guess I could’ve made an AU that saving Rose didn’t make 9 regenerate, but I’m already going pretty out there anyway lol. Well, enjoy!
The Doctor was doing karaoke to a Disney sing-along VHS that he had picked up in the early 90’s. Rose didn’t know why he was doing this, but she didn’t know very much about the new Doctor. Well, she didn’t know very much about the old one either, but he wasn’t as zany as this new one. He was more down to Earth or whichever planet they had been on at the time.
“I just love the Lion King.” The Doctor said as the tape ended. “I knew a warthog and a meerkat o
Giveaway prompt: Who?Giveaway prompt: Who?4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Mrs. Hudson frowned as her daytime telly was drowned out by a strange wooshing sound coming from outside her window, unlike anything anything she'd ever heard before. Rising carefully from the couch (her hip was particularly bad today), she shuffled over to the front window to see if she could spy the source of the noise. A long pause, then the noise seemed to reverse itself just as the front door swung open quickly, admitting her boys from 221B. She hadn't seen them this happy and excited since the last big serial murderer case! "Sherlock!" Mrs. Hudson exclaimed, "What have you gotten yourself into?"
"Space and time, Mrs. Hudson!" Sherlock gripped her excitedly around the shoulders as John shed his jacket, shutting the front door behind himself. "We've just been with the Doctor!"
Mrs. Hudson hadn't heard Sherlock mention any other doctor other than John, but this sounded important. "Doctor who, dear?"
Sherlock was about to try to explain, but John placed a hand on each of their should
Paranoia 'There's no kindness in your eyes,Paranoia2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
the way you look at me it's just not right'
- Hilary Duff.
As I look over at you across the table, I can’t help but feel doubt creeping in from all sides. From the outside, our relationship is wonderful. You tell me that you love me every single day, you buy me flowers every week and you look after me better than I can look after myself. You even brought me to my favourite restaurant this evening as a surprise treat. I couldn’t ask for any more. You are everything I could possibly hope for. But yet, something is not right. A dark voice in the back of my mind keeps whispering: ‘Don’t be so blind’. I can’t help but feel that the interior of our relationship is not as perfect as the polished exterior. Something rotten is fester
Dragons Rise in the Brave Tangled TardisIt was a quiet evening in the lands of our four heroes. The lanterns had flown, the dragons were sleeping, the will ‘o wisps were nowhere to be seen, and the snow fell with a silent grace. Could things get any better? Perhaps, though all were content for the time being. Could things get worse? Certainly, but for now everything leaned towards the better end of the spectrum. Could things change? Well, let’s see...Dragons Rise in the Brave Tangled Tardis2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Merida: Eh? What? *stands slowly and stares at surroundings* Where...where am I? *sees Jack, Rapunzel, and Hiccup (all unconscious) * Who are all you lot!? *walks over to Hiccup and shakes him roughly by the shoulder* Hey! Oi, wake up ye great lump!
Hiccup: *slowly opens eyes* Huh? Uhh, red hair... *sees Merida standing in front of him and jerks upright clumsily* Aaah...what’s going on here?
Merida: I was gonna ask you the same question! *points at him accusingly but then sees Toothless laying down behind him* What’s that?
The Writer and His MuseThe Writer lay quietly in his bed. Rest was hard to come by. Vivid images filled his mind, ideas which blinked and twirled in the darkness before fading away, never to be seen again. As always, in the beginning he could control them, but they spiraled out of his grasp and took on lives of their own. He no longer had any say. They simply went where they intended and created their own paths. Slowly he drifted off amidst the stories being told around him. The images slowed, sleep was coming. Soon he was unconscious.The Writer and His Muse2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A sharp kick to the stomach woke him up. He grunted and clutched his gut.
“Come on, come on, get up. It is time.”
The Writer looked up to see Muse standing over him. “Don’t make me kick you again! I said it’s time to write.”
“What? I don’t want to write now! Its 3 in the morning!”
“As if you have any say. You know how this works slave. I won’t let you sleep until you obey me. Now get up!” Muse raised his f
~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
The Three Strike-Point-Flag System" What in the name of the Whos is that?"The Three Strike-Point-Flag System3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Once-ler's smile didn't waver as he glanced from his latest invention to the foot-and-a-half high ball of fluff that called itself the Lorax. "D'ya like it?" He chirped as he propped his hammer against his shoulder, speaking over a shrill squeal of glee from a hummingfish. "It's my latest invention!"
He received a scowl for his trouble, the Lorax's blue eyes narrowing to irritated slits and nearing vanishing in a veritable forest of orange. "I can see that, Einstein," the creature drawled as he stomped his way across the griffle grass, gaze flicking from the crowd of animals swarming the area to the culprit. "That don't mean I can tell what it is."
The Once-ler gave a breathless laugh at this, tugging absently at his shirt collar in an attempt to get some sort of breeze through. The heat here was usually comfortable, but it wasn't really made for actually doing anything in. "Why, it's a waterslide of course!" Here he gestu
Sherlock in the Tardis FanficSherlock in the Tardis Fanfic5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sherlock in the Tardis
John almost walked straight into it. A blue box. Right there in the middle of the street. No one seemed to find it odd and John didn't even seem to have been aware of it, before he crashed his nose into it. Even now, when he finally saw it, he didn't seem all that interested. He scowled at the box for having stood in his way and then walked over to the edge of the street, planning to get a cab.
Sherlock however had lost all interest in the case Lestrade had brought to their attention. Certainly, a severed foot sounded intriguing enough, but there was something about this blue box that was even more interesting than detached limbs.
Sherlock circled it. A police box, as he'd expected. He recognised the old design, though he wasn't sure where his mind had collected that particular piece of useless data. He blamed John, since meeting him, Sherlock's mind was being force fed useless information every day. He had no desire to know who the contestants of
Beyond AbeyanceI used to write of darkness.Beyond Abeyance2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of a place so hollow and apathetic,
And my insignificant place inside it.
But silence was deafening,
along with solitude savage.
I suffocated on thoughts of oblivion.
And I floated there.
my realm of
It wasn’t until I closed my eyes,
That I dreamed of COLOR.
C r e a t i o n f l o o d e d m y l u n g s,
And jump started my blood flow.
I was given all the universe
.........Of which to shape into something b e a u t i f u l..........
S o I g a v e l i f e.
I t o o k c o n t
~Still Got Legs~ 11th DoctorxReader Chapter Three"Don't blink."~Still Got Legs~ 11th DoctorxReader Chapter Three2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
You were relieved to hear the Doctor's voice come to your ears, and tried your best not to blink when looking at the angel. "What is this thing?" You asked, raising an eyebrow as he took a step closer to you.
"We'll get to that later. I found another one down the alleyway just a bit. They only move when nobody is looking at them, so we need to get them to look at each other."
You nodded, "Is the other one close by?"
"It's right in front of me," he stated, "On the count of three, we're both going to jump out of the way so that they're looking at each other, alright?"
"Okay," You agreed, bracing yourself, so that you jumped out of the way right on three, wanting to be rid of these things already.
"One... three!!" You raised an eyebrow at the fact that the Doctor said three before two, but you jumped away anyways. You turned to look at the statues, and they were staring at each other, both unmoving. You blinked, just to be sure, and were instantly relieved when neith
Bedmates - (Doctor/River)River finally has the Doctor exactly where she wants him... Sort of...Bedmates - (Doctor/River)3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Move over, sweetie," River said, bumping him with her hip.
"I can't move over, I'll fall out of the bed," the Doctor protested. "And stop hogging all the covers!" He jerked irritably at the comforter and she rolled closer into him.
She wiggled against him, giggling.
"River, stop it!" he said, fending off her hands and spitting her hair out of his mouth where it brushed his face.
"I'm just reaching for your sonic screwdriver."
"Tha..at's! Not where I keep my sonic screwdriver!" he said with a squeak.
"Yes, it is, sweetie." She patted him on the bum and pulled the sonic screwdriver out from under him.
"How'd that get down there?" he asked.
"You weren't paying attention," she said suggestively.
"Well, if you wouldn't keep distracting me..."
"Sh... Someone's coming." She laid a finger to his lips and they froze, trapped together, wrapped up tight in the quilt, ears straining in fear they would
~Still Got Legs~ 11th DoctorxReader Chapter TwoThe Doctor chatted with you over small, trivial things on the way over to Horizon City. Things like what your favourite color was, your favourite period of history. That kind of stuff.~Still Got Legs~ 11th DoctorxReader Chapter Two2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?" he asked, and you pondered on this for a moment. It was a hard question, that was for sure.
There were so many places in the world to go! How could you possibly choose one? "Well," You began, deciding on voicing this opinion to him, "I don't know. I want to go to so many places-- I can't possibly just choose one. I would love to go to China, and see the Great Wall. But, at the same time, London and Big Ben call out to me."
You shake your head, and giggle softly, "But I guess that's just me. I've always wanted to travel places, but my parents never really had the money. So I would read about other places. I guess that's why I work in a bookstore now," You said, "They let me read books when I'm not working."
You peered over at the Doctor, who had
Dragons Rise in the Brave Tangled TardisPART 2Dragons Rise in the Brave Tangled Tardis2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
*Tardis starts rumbling*
Doctor: Everyone hold on! *grips sides of control panel and laughs as the Tardis starts to spiral through the time/space vortex*
Hiccup: Whoa! *stumbles sideways and holds onto the side railing to steady himself*
Merida: What’s happenin’?!
Rapunzel: *cries out as she is thrown backwards by the Tardis’ movement*
Jack: *swoops over and catches her* I’ve got you.
Merida: This is chaos!
Doctor: *looks over at Merida and grins* This is time travel.
*Tardis stops rumbling*
Doctor: Ah, here we are. *let’s go of control panel and flips the screen towards him* Festoon Nine. Twelfth moon of the planet Caa`n. *clasps hands together and looks around at everyone, still grinning* Lovely big forests, incredible sunrises, and...*steps towards Merida and speaks directly to her, though he’s clearly addressing everyone* ...the largest collection of star maps in the universe. *runs to the Tardis doors but stops just in
Don't BlinkDon't let the angels touch your flesh,Don't Blink4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
or you will live an old life fresh.
Don't blink your eyes, or look away,
Lest you live your life in yesterday.
They turn to stone when them you spy,
And granite wings will never fly.
They'll kill you nice, but you'll be dead,
and all because you turned your head.
So never blink or avert your gaze,
or shortened then will be your days.
Don't blink, don't turn, don't wink an eye,
when'ere you see an angel cry.
Sympathy for the DevilSympathy for the Devil2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No..." whispered John in horror, his bags of shopping falling to the floor as he froze in the doorway. "Oh God, please, no..." The ghastly creature before him in the darkened front room of 221B Baker Street turned and snarled menacingly, pinkish-red saliva dripping from the gaping maw that was once a delicate Cupid's bow. Its face, rather gaunt even in life, now seemed little more than a skull with pale skin stretched tautly over it; its ears had lengthened to tapered tips; its ebony curls, that had always been such a breathtaking conundrum of disheveled and casually suave, were matted here and there with grime and blood; its eyes, so full of playful mischief and dazzling intellect when John had last seen them, glowed like blue ice within the sunken sockets and showed not even the slightest hint of recognition. Of humanity. The doctor's heart clenched.
The nightmare crouched low, the tattered black Belstaff it still wore over a perfectly-tailored suit nearly brushing along the carpet.
I'd like you to tell meThose are my genuine thoughts.I'd like you to tell me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This isn't just about my stupid ego.
I'd just like you to tell me,
That I make your blood boil
By my gaze's heat.
That I make your heart hatch
Like a crimson rose.
That your brain overheats
Picturing my body curves.
I'd just like you to show me,
From the air I breath out
How your lungs have healed.
From the sunshine of my smile
The toughness of your bones.
From the embracement of your arms
That I'll be safe from everything.
I'd just like you to make me dream awake,
By your voice's melody.
But it tore me inside
Not to know
If you have ever felt this way.
Thus I'll keep tracking you down
Following your shadow everytime
Hidden in the dark street corner
Until you finally dare looking at me.
The BullyHelloThe Bully2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I saw you today
yes I did
you looked even more pathetic than what you used to
as you cling to your boyfriend
showing him off like he is some kind of trophy
you have nothing better to brag about
other than the ''hunk'' you call your ''love'' your ''baby'' or any kind of foolish name you come up with
or so you think ,but you hide the fact that he only wants to fuck you
and then move on to the next one
your just another piece of meat to him
do you know that?
no you wouldn't
you're too naïve and small minded to look through all the sweet words he rubs over your raging hormones
I saw you today
I know you saw me too
do you remember it ?
do you remember all the times you fucked with me
do you remember each single letter of all the names you called me
want me to spell it out for you?
B I T C H
I can go on ,but we shouldn't get nasty now
I saw you today
you were wearing that smile
the same smile you took from your closet of skeletons
you wear so many of them
I know they a
The ABC's of Doctor WhoAngels, as a general rule, cause more harm than good.The ABC's of Doctor Who3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Bananas (unlike pears) are good; always bring one to parties.
Count the shadows.
Evil comes in many degrees and packages.
Feel down? Don't use a "Bliss" patch.
Go for the eye(stalks).
Hospitals are bad; avoid whenever possible.
If you're confused about something, don't be afraid to ask questions; fear the answers.
Just smile and nod if the Doctor asks you something you don't understand.
Killing is not (always) the answer.
Life is an adventure, a challenge, a game, and a Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy reference.
Mysteries are made to be solved; dive in headfirst!
Never trust a cat, nun, nurse, or combination of the three.
Options exist for everything, just be sure to take the best one.
Place your faith in only complete strangers and those you can trust.
Quit while you're ahead; it'll all be down
Bad WolfBad Wolf8 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Cronous watched the Doctor, he was surprised Theta had stood Donna Noble for so long. But then that was a good thing. The Doctor, and he knew this from experience, could be an idiot sometimes, especially when it came to something like crossing the Void. Donna was simply a distraction and soon she'd be gone and then it would begin.
The Doctor looked at the screen, numbers and calculations flew past unnoticed as he thought about Donna. He hadn't really wanted her to to travel with him but he had offered anyways, force of habit really. But now he was alone again and right now alone was dangerous, alone meant thoughts that had been thrust aside would come creeping back and start whispering in his head, alone meant dealing with dealing with things that he didn't want to deal with, alone meant thinking of Rose.
He shook his head and buried those thoughts. He quickly began the dematerialization sequence and
Golden Slumbers: Chapter 1Donna stepped out of the dark glow of the TARDIS and found herself bathed in light.Golden Slumbers: Chapter 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Plains of long, golden grass lay before her, stretching out as far as she could see, and in the distance she spotted glittering peaks reaching upwards to touch the sky. The mountains seemed to glow and shimmer, and as she watched in bewilderment she realized that they were reflecting the sunlight. Giving an excited grin, she stepped out of the TARDIS, slowly lowering a bare foot to the ground, and felt a surge of delight as warm, tan-coloured soil slipped between her toes.
She closed the TARDIS' doors behind her and beamed, suddenly feeling aware of the empty space beside her. She rarely left the TARDIS without the Doctor at her side, and while she loved traveling with him, Donna reveled in this feeling; the sheer nervousness and excitement of stepping out on to an alien planet by herself. This was her, Donna Noble, a lowly temp from Chiswick, adventuring out into the wilderness by herself. Anything cou
Tick Tock, Goes the Clock LyricsTick Tock, Goes the clock, and what then shall we play?Tick Tock, Goes the Clock Lyrics3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, now summer's gone away?
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, and what then shall we see?
Tick Tock, Until the day that thou shalt marry me.
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, and all the years they fly.
Tick Tock, And all too soon, you and I must die.
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, We laughed at fate and mourned her.
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, even for the Doctor.
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, he cradled and he rocked her.
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, 'Til River kills the Doctor.
Doctor, Brave and good, He turned away from violence,
When he understood the falling of the Silence.
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, He gave all he could give her.
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, Now prison waits for River.
The Tolling of NoonThe morning comes to an endThe Tolling of Noon2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the rays of the sun wrap around all
the air is warm and full of emotions
The journey has been long
not always one of the best
we have seen many shadows
but this has taught us so much
How to be more mature
how to be more childish
how to be more human
We have learned to seize the moment
and even some unusual recipe
we have learned to believe
we have learned to distrust
We grew up together in that light
that now shines high
we enjoyed every frame
in the first and in the last moment
we laughed and cried
in the last hour of the morning
The journey has been long
and has now reached its last stroke
but we can never forget
that it was the eleventh hour
which brought the sun to its highest point.