CHAOS THREAD

[silverwolfcc]

"Rules!"

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

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Re: Prompt

[teethncurls]

He'd been on planets where the noise and din of the masses was overwhelming. Voices shouting for wares or accusations flying across street corners. Places where cars, ships,rockets and feet marched along to a rhythm that echoed everywhere and nowhere at once. It was chaos, and it was magnificent. A caucus race for the time and species of the universe, never ending once the gun sounded. Eternal so far as the noise continued.

But it was never loud. Not louder than a super nova or the birth of a brand new world. That first sound of creation. He could stand there you know. Stand there with the universe at his doorstep. Everything moving and expanding into a newness that was louder than anything else. No shout nor motor could compare with the hum of a planet in orbit.

It wasn't the loudest moment he'd heard though. Nothing could be the magnitude of it actually. No matter how much he saw or heard or did, nothing came close. It was the loudest sound he ever heard. Deafening and terrible. It made his bones tremble and his ears ring for hours and hours and hours. Echoes cropping up in those moments when thoughts were caught in fluff and webs and he had nothing to blind his ears. It was the loudest sound in the universe. And he would never be used to it. No one could. Even now, it stuttered his heart and made his eyes burn with emotions he could not comprehend.

Because there really was nothing louder than the silence of an empty ship.

Re: Prompt

[silverwolfcc]

ooooooooh damn I love it.

I was gonna ask for a sequel but I'll just say continue in vein!

-> Beauty and the [Insert Here] if a prompt is needed!

Re: Prompt

[classicms_smith]

"Oh, just you wait! You think you've the upper hand-"
"I always have the upper hand, Miss Smith, no matter what you or the Doctor may think."

She grumbled and glared at the man, pointed black mustache not withstanding, she was far from impressed. Sarah recognized him of course, but being held by the Master was hardly something to write home about. Well, maybe being grabbed by him as she was coming back to the TARDIS with groceries was a bit new. Usually he'd at least wait for her to put the milk away.

A soft huff and she stuck her tongue out at him, "You owe me a gallon of milk you know. It'll go bad." Unless they materialized right after she dropped the bag in her rush to get away from whatever the strange creatures holding her were. She'd never seen them and she wondered if the Doctor had. They were...well, ugly. Even by the standards she'd seen! No doubt from some far off world where either Timelords had never been heard of or were considered a sort of bed time faerie tale. Pale skinned, flat lips and no teeth. Instead they had almost hard, beak like gums.

She struggled against the hold, managing to pull free. The creatures came after her, but she'd already managed to grab something off the table. And as she came around the table, aiming the object high she couldn't help but smile.

The sound of the TARDIS arriving melded perfectly with the sound of the vase crashing against the creature's skull.