Doctor Who and the Poisoned Pop Tarts by Shinobi-Of-Ookami, literature
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Doctor Who and the Poisoned Pop Tarts
Somehow, 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
The Casebook of Skasis Fane: K-ASHER (pt. 4) by CarryPhoenix, literature
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The Casebook of Skasis Fane: K-ASHER (pt. 4)
“Just like in an airport,” Erfin murmured to herself. The guards had already come for her and Thor, so she was obediently making her way to her possible doom. To make things worse, soon the corridor divided in two, and she was separated from her possible guide. “We still gonna participate in the same event, are we?” “Stop talking!” The guard puncher her under the shoulder-blade. “Freaks no geeks,” Erfin snarled and dodged the stick aiming for her eye. “I asked you a question. Or do you understand the fist language only?” She did not receive any response, but was thrown onto the floor, and the door slammed shut between her. Immediately, yelling and rooting, although muffled, made her feel as if she was underwater, metaphorical bells ringing in her head. Cursing under her breath, Erfin sat up and saw that she was in an empty hexagonal room with a door in each of its walls. Those doors would be identical if it were not for the patterns on them – those were the faces of a playing die, each
A hundred different faces, a thousand different names.
One who fights, one who forgets, one who remembers but is never the same.
He keeps count of all he’s lost, at night when she’s alone.
He doesn’t do the family thing, and yet she has a helpline telephone.
He’s the last of his kind, but she’s also the first.
Running through time and space, trying to save the universe.
Revery of Madness (01 - Running together) [DW] by TardisGhost, literature
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Revery of Madness (01 - Running together) [DW]
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Act I - Running together
In which the Master has too many secrets and Roka starts to accept her choices.
"Follow me," the boy whispered and swiftly ran into a nearby alleyway.
Roka spun around, only able to catch a glimpse at his vanishing small back. He wore the dirty, ragged clothes of an urchin. Judging by his size, probably not older than ten. In case he was of human origin, that is.
"Did the brat steal something from you?" the Master asked with a taunting undertone. "You really should start remembering that you're visible now."
"No, he didn't," she grumbled back. "Just r
Revery of Madness - Prologue [DW] by TardisGhost, literature
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Revery of Madness - Prologue [DW]
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Memories and fading dreams. Reality?
Are you awake?
"You endured travelling with the Doctor only to make Roka smile again?"
A smug smirk is tugging at the corner of the Master's mouth, his eyes flash towards Amy, his arms folding in front of his chest. "Who do you think I am, matchstick?" he sneers, "Of course there was more behind it."
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Revery of silence (2 - A lost past) [DW] by TardisGhost, literature
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Revery of silence (2 - A lost past) [DW]
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With a last look at the black hole and the dying galaxies around the Master followed Roka inside his TARDIS and closed the doors behind them.
Up until this point Roka had never seen another of these machines than the Doctor's. And the difference was quite noticeable. The interior was roughly the same size and well lit, but instead of orange, the predominant colour was green. In various hues and strengths did it light up the room, coming from the hexagonal and quite modern looking control table, sdditionally from some lights at the walls, that were mostly lined with book shelv
Revery of silence (1 - New face new life) [DW] by TardisGhost, literature
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Revery of silence (1 - New face new life) [DW]
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Amelia Pond followed the Doctor back to the TARDIS with light steps. They had made it! Once again. She had met Winston Churchill himself, had seen London during the war, had helped fighting off those Dalek things - she still had no idea what exactly they even had been though. Together with the Doctor she had even convinced the old mad scientist to live a nice life as a human, instead of deactivating himself. However, Amy really had a hard time not laughing at the thought of how this Dorabella might look at him, should she ever find out that he was a machine inside.
They had almost reached the blue box
Shadow of a Wing (Epilogue) [Doctor Who] by TardisGhost, literature
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Shadow of a Wing (Epilogue) [Doctor Who]
The Reaper was incredibly tired. Of travelling aimlessly, of chasing a ghost and never landing anywhere in time. Years of his own timeline had passed, he wasn't even completely sure how many, and he couldn't get any closer. The coordinates always were too distorted.
It was no use to continue like that. He had to find a way to fine tune the signal from the psychic link. Somehow. As if he hadn't thought about it over and over again without any result.
With a sigh he closed his eyes and leaned against the humming console. His thoughts wandered back. Back to his most recent years on Gallifrey, no, further even.
There had been a young woman. A
The Master's Game (Epilogue) [DW] by TardisGhost, literature
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The Master's Game (Epilogue) [DW]
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A/N: I highly recommend listening to this while reading -> [link] ;D
Night spread over the land like a cool velvet cloak, the darkness only infused by faint sounds of a crackling bonfire and waves, calmly caressing the sands beneath them. A nearby forest embraced the bay, but without even the slightest breeze its branches and leaves made no noise, giving the scene the appearance of a painting, cut out of reality and frozen in time.
Somewhere, not too far away, the silence got broken by the wheezing and woofing of engines. Moments later a stone formation appeared, faded i
Shadow of a Wing (9 - The Crow) [Doctor Who] by TardisGhost, literature
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Shadow of a Wing (9 - The Crow) [Doctor Who]
For quite a while he Reaper tested around with different frequencies, being almost absolutely sure that the ghost was still with him. If only he could manage to make it visible. Or at least feed it enough energy to communicate.
Even though he knew this wouldn't solve the main issue, it would still be comforting to know...
Slowly he let his tools sink and sighed. Maybe it would be a bad thing. The state his ghost had been in when entering the TARDIS certainly wasn't anything he wished for anyone. And being unconscious about it might still be better than having to be fully aware.
By the Time Vortex! Was he really thinking about not doing som