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Doctor Who: The Lonely Assassins by BasiliskRules
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Doctor Who and the Poisoned Pop TartsSomehow, the Doctor had lost the dining room. Victoria wasn’t quite sure how you could do that but you could bet that if anyone could, the Doctor would manage to lose an entire room in his ‘house’. Granted, it was a vast house. A vast, time-travelling house. After expressing her feelings of missing her old life, the Doctor had tried small little ways to make her feel more at home, and this dinner was supposed to be one of them. It was a sweet gesture, but this was the fifth time of being promised a ‘family dinner’; just like she used to remember, with silver cutlery and napkins, side plates and sturdy oak chairs that forced you into an attentive posture.And small talk. Glorious, British small talk. Instead to reminiscing over aliens and creatures they had battled and befriended, they might even talk about the weather.Not to mention, wonderful food with wafting aromas escaping to announce their arrival, offering teasing hints to what was to come. But after the fifth time, Victoria was even beginning to doubt the existence of this fabled dining room and the Plutonian candelabra that allegedly centred it. It wasn’t that she believed the Doctor to be lying exactly. More like, wanted to keep her hopes up and give her something to look forward to in his good-intentioned sort of way. When Victoria arrived in the make-shift dining room on the TARDIS (aka the console room) she was greeted by a peculiar smell and even more peculiar sight. The smell that hung thick like a fog in the air was definitely artificial - sweet and sickly - but with a vague resemblance to strawberries. That, and the smell of general burning. The sight, however, put the strange essence straight to the back of her mind as she stared in bewilderment.The bizarre image that unfolded before her was Jamie - dirk drawn and crouched ready to strike - snarling at what appeared, to Victoria’s understanding of the modern world, to be a rather simplistic, white plastic toaster. The Doctor, arms outstretched, was standing defensively in front of it in order to prevent Jamie from launching his attack.“Jamie, really...” the Doctor began disapprovingly.“Wasnea my fault! Yon beastie pounced!” Jamie protested, withdrawing his attention, only slightly, from his foe. Whatever, attack this creature was about unleash, Jamie would be ready.Victoria broke away from her astonishment to give an amused smile, Jamie reminded her so of one of the Royal Guards back home, always alert and ready to put himself in danger for his companions. Even if the danger was a kitchen appliance.“Jamie,” the Doctor spoke firmly yet softly, your “beastie”, as you call it, is a toaster.”“Eh?”“A device for cooking bread.”“Are ye sure yer understand how dangerous this “toaster” is, Doctor? It did attack me!” Still not convinced by the ‘beasties’ benign intentions, Jamie watch closely for any sudden movements but gradually began to drop his guard. “Well...” the Doctor’s voice trailed off as he remembered a few occasions with burnt fingers and something he’d heard about not inserting cutlery inside but decided not to inform Jamie of these as they would only confuse the bizarre situation further. “Completely harmless.” He smiled his most reassuring trust me face and Jamie was warily convinced. Replacing his dirk, he eyed the toaster a careful warning not to try anything.Victoria shouldn’t have been so surprised; almost every mealtime involved something odd or unusual happening (if you could call life with the Doctor ever usual). Frankly, she was surprised they ever actually got an opportunity to eat at all. Feeling like she’d been ignored for long enough, she announced her presence with a subtle, lady-like “ah-hem”. Both jumped a mile at the unnoticed third party and pretended in vain to ignore the events of the last 10 minutes. Jamie, in particular, looked embarrassed and tried not to meet Victoria’s gaze. Fortunately, the Doctor distracted their attention with perfect timing. He was a Timelord after all.“Victoria, just in time!” and beaming, he produced a steaming pile of slightly crisp looking... somethings. Aware of the baffled expressions of his companions, the Doctor explain, “They’re called ‘Pop Tarts’ placing the plateful on the floor between Victoria and Jamie who seated themselves beside it. The Doctor joined them, “found them in a cupboard from my last little trip to the late 20th century.” As if to add some comfort to their uncertainty he added, “they did come highly recommended.” Victoria wasn’t sure if Jamie felt it was his duty to test anything unknown before her or just was simply curious as he cautiously reached out and took an exploratory bite of the crunchy and gooey substance. His face instantly recoiled into a grimace, “och! Doctor, that’s revoltin’!” And shot the toaster a venomous stare, “I knew yon beastie was up tae no good!”At this news, Victoria was even less convinced this was a sensible idea and cautiously only took a tiny bite. She pulled an equally repulsed expression which only further confirmed to Jamie that this toaster was a creature of malice. Sloshing water into glasses, Jamie offered one to Victoria, face still drawn into an expression of distaste, and both quickly drained the glasses of their content. Pouring himself more water, he addressed the Doctor accusingly who looked perplexed by the unfolding events, “there ya see! Yon beastie tried tae poison us!”Amusement flooded the Doctor’s features and he laughed heartily; “oh, stop exaggerating you two!” He ceremoniously plucked a single Pop Tart from the pile and held it before him as if to examine it. “It may be different from what you’re used to but we must be open to new things.” That’s easy for him to say thought Victoria sullenly, she’d felt like she’d had quite enough new things recently to last her a lifetime.The Doctor took an enthusiastic bite of his Pop Tart and smiled pleasantly as he carefully chewed it as if analysing and mentally recording the whole process. His smile didn’t stay for long. His whole face sagged like an instant increase in gravity and his chirpy mood followed. First, he simply looked bemused by the new experience, then he looked more puzzled, and for the briefest moment, he actually looked close to actual enjoyment but this mood quickly reversed to one of definite distaste. He beckoned urgently at Jamie to hand him water and gratefully (if not elegantly) downed the contents in one. Meanwhile, his companions who had looked upon this spectacle were unsure how to react. They waited for an eternity for the Doctor to voice his feelings as he opened his mouth to speak, waited, shook his head and rushed to pour another glass of water which he drank instantly. Finally, when he’d dramatically swallowed the last glug of the liquid, he spoke; “blimey!”It was now the Doctor’s turn to eye the toaster suspiciously. “Yes... I see what you mean Jamie. No doubt the Cybermen or perhaps Yeti enjoy such treats for their tea but I think I’ll give this one a miss.” And, wiping his hands on his frock coat, he collected the hazardous plate with steam still billowing and placed them into a concealed panel in the main control panel. The Doctor swiftly prodded a few buttons in a random-looking pattern and grinned mischievously. Victoria and Jamie joined him at the console and waited for him to explain. When no explanation seemed forthcoming, Victoria, broke the suspense,“Doctor, what’s that down there?” she pointed to the panel that she’d previously never noticed.“That, Victoria”, the Doctor smiled gleefully, “is a matter-transporter. It transports... Well, matter I suppose.”“So...” Victoria understood most of her science from either her father or the Doctor and was finding this concept a little tricky to comprehend. “If everything is made of matter...” she spoke slowly as if contemplating and carefully considering her next sentence, “then a matter-transporter can...?” realisation struck her at once, “a matter-transporter can beam any object anywhere!” “Well done Victoria!”Jamie hadn’t said much as he’d grappled with all the talk of technology and science but now felt he understood enough to contribute. “So, if ye transported yon matter-tarts; where did they go?”“Ah ha,” the Doctor had that familiar mischievous glint in his deep eyes would usually only spelled trouble for himself and his companions. Tapping the side of his nose in the conspiratorial gesture of secrecy, he shot them both a wink; “that would be telling. Let’s just say that the people of my home planet have never experienced 20th century Earth’s breakfast cuisine either and I think it’s about time that they were enlightened.”Victoria looked a little confused and with furrowed brow at how anyone would want to attempt that, questioned; “but Doctor, that whatever-it-was was positively revolting. Surely your people won’t like that one bit!”The Doctor’s eyes twinkled with Puckish delight and face was set into a fixed smile of pure amusement and joviality when he spoke; “no Victoria, my dear, I don’t believe they will.”
1st - 8th Doctor
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AngelGhidorah Featured By Owner Feb 14, 2018
This group is pretty much dead. The Founder is the only Admin and she hasn't been online for nearly 150 weeks.
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FireVerseCeramics Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2015  Professional Artisan Crafter
Hello there and thank you for allowing me to join and share my ceramics pieces with the group. :)

I have some more pieces here at Etsy and I also make clayworking tutorials over on Youtube, if you were so inclined. Have a nice day.
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tenthdoctor10 Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2014
the 50th anniversary dissapointed me....I really hoped for a better STORY, now, saving Gallefrey was FANTASTIC, down right BRILLIANT in fact, but the story was bland....there wasn't a main bad guy, the bad guy they had was....well...not the scariest one ever.....I mean if you aren't gonna have a decent main idea, have a good NON central bad guy....I mean...I can see this and I don't even write for a living or anything!!! Clara's role was disappointing, she only showed the doctor ONE thing he needed to do, and other than that she was merely in the background. BAD WOLF, was good, could have been WAY better, I've come up with things that would have made this EPIC....I mean...really? You could have done WAY better Doctor Who writers....way better.... AND WHERE WAS RIVER?!?!?!?!? COME ON, THIS WAS THE PERFECT PLACE TO BRING HER!!!!! Come on Doctor Who writers....that is a LONG list.... 
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lucasmanlucas Featured By Owner Jun 30, 2013  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
hey the 50th anniversary trailer is finaly out.
this is the link for the trailer
(Doctor Who: 50th Anniversary Special Trailer - in 3D! )
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