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silverwolfcc) wrote2017-11-22 01:47 pm
silverwolfcc) wrote2017-11-22 01:47 pm
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CHAOS THREAD
"Rules!"
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Fill out other prompts / Can be with OCs, based on RP, etc.
Try to keep it drabblicious so 300 words or less (note: CC breaks this 24/7)
HAVE FUN!!
= Put a rating in the header if it's over PG13 for the squishy chibi moeblobs
- Mention what fandom/characters you're doing somewhere in advance too lol
Put in a prompt!
Fill out other prompts / Can be with OCs, based on RP, etc.
Try to keep it drabblicious so 300 words or less (note: CC breaks this 24/7)
HAVE FUN!!
= Put a rating in the header if it's over PG13 for the squishy chibi moeblobs
- Mention what fandom/characters you're doing somewhere in advance too lol
Prompt
Prompt
"Doctor!"
"I'm not sure why. It's not as if anything particular goes along aside from all that shopping... Which I never do anyway."
"Doctor!"
"I just get a little pinchy tightness about the shoulders that I just can't shake."
"Doc~ tor!"
"What is it, Peri?" the Doctor said, turning to look at his companion who was being held aloft by what appeared to be a giant sentient robot bell with hands that was currently snoozing, it's great snores occasionally trembling along the platform on which they-- well mostly he, stood. "Can't you see I'm trying to have a conversation?"
She braced herself on the robotic hand and gave him a look as to where he could put said conversation.
"How much longer do I have to stay like this?" She said, struggling once more. "I can't feel my feet!"
"Oh I'm sure they're fine. Anyway, like I said, just a few more hours and then it will be Christmas Day and the Bellarian will awaken on instinct. So just hang in there, Peri. You're doing fine."
If looks could kill, he would have regenerated on the spot. After a moment she sagged with a great sigh, chin on her hands. He smiled sympathetically. This had not been in any of their plans. Well-- when was anything?
He reached up as much as he could and patted the air near her shoe.
"Don't worry, once you're free; Christmas in Paris in the Roaring Twenties."
"I thought you said we were near Cardiff."
"Which is even better!" the Doctor said, spreading his hands. "A Welsh Christmas! We could go to the Cardiff Christmas Market... if it's been invented yet." He was pretty sure it had. The '90s were a terrible mix of things and it was hard to get straight at the best of times.
Only..., he thought, as he stared out on the soft blanketed white land, the sky thinning and lightening with the glinting morning, the stars shifting into hazy focus... the quaint cottages, the stone buildings, the lack of industry... he was starting to think this was more the 1820s.
"Doctor..." said Peri suddenly, the faint seed of alarm in her voice. Though that's something she seemed to carry around with her always so he didn't give it more than a faint:
"Hmm?"
"Is this... Bell thing..."
"Bellarian."
"Bellarian... What is it going to do when it wakes up?"
"Well...ring I suppose. I shan't like to be anywhere near it in this old church. It'll shake it to pieces."
He smiled. Then stared. Then frowned.
"Doctor!" Peri said, now with considerable more alarm. He whirled to the giant thing, the robotic eyes starting to open, glinting with golden joy.
"Hang tight, Peri!" He said, searching for his sonic screwdriver. "I've got just the --"
"Doctor! Look out!" she screamed, but too late and he soon found himself in the Bellarian's other giant hand, his own trapped at his sides by a rather strong metal grip.
"Oh no," Peri moaned.
"Christmas," the Doctor said to the bemused gargoyle. "Not a fan."
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