Posted on 2008.06.29 at 11:15
Current Location: Earth: Unit Headquarters
Current Mood: worried
The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago... had they happened to be within the reach of predatory human hands. ~Havelock Ellis, The Dance of Life, 1923
Humans. You not only destroy what you don't understand, you destroy your own planet in the name of profit or progress. You're greatly inventive, stubborn, resourceful, but sometimes you just don't think.
Living on Earth, working with the Brigadier, I have seen tragedy unfold. I watched him destroy a colony of Silurians, who had every bit as much right to the planet as you do, on the grounds that he considered them a threat.
I have seen dangerous experiments that nearly tore the Earth apart, waste spreading disease and horrible mutations, and misguided attempts to fix things that would have destroyed the Earth and all of it's inhabitants. And I don't understand why you're doing this to yourselves.
You are so much better than that. You could make your home world so much better with just a little effort, but only a few of you are trying.
And yet. Were my people any better, back in the early days. We tampered with forces we didn't understand, played chess with worlds and civilisations at a whim. Perhaps you must make your own mistakes so that you may learn from them. In time perhaps, you will grow past these follies and learn to value what you have. I just hope it doesn't take too long for you to realise the cost of what you're doing.
Posted on 2008.06.01 at 22:15
Current Mood: discontent
Posted on 2008.06.01 at 21:57
Current Mood: determined
There will always be a valley
Always mountains one must scale
There will always be perilous waters
Which someone must sail
Into valleys, into waters
Into jungles, into hell
Let us ride, let us ride home again with a story to tell
Into darkness, into danger
Into storms that rip the night
Don't give in, don't give up
But give thanks for the glorious fight( UNIT took some getting used to. The Doctor wasn't accustomed to backup beyond that of his current companion and now he had a whole army at his disposal. He did sometimes worry about the ethical implications, but it was certainly convenient.Collapse )Third Doctor
Posted on 2008.05.11 at 00:47
Current Location: UNIT HQ
Current Mood: optimistic
You need to hire someone, for a job. It can be a babysitter, or someone for a more professional position. Write a fic about the process of interviewing someone for that job.
companion assistant. Should be well versed in a variety of scientific fields, athletic, not easily scared, and have an open mind. Male or female in their mid-twenties. Duties include scientific investigation, handing me test tubes, running through corridors, and occasionally saving the world. Screamers need not apply.
At least, that's the advert the Doctor would have posted, if the Brigadier had ever let him choose his own staff. Instead he'd had to commandeer Miss Shaw, and had Miss Grant thrust upon him when Miss Shaw had left to pursue her own research. Not that he hadn't grown very fond of both women, but this time he promised himself it would be different.
That was the theory. In fact, he was called into the Brigadier's office after their return from Llanfairfach and informed that due to budget cuts, he would have to do without an assistant for the foreseeable future. After some grumbling he acquiesced, resolving that he'd find some other way of recruiting. He hadn't lacked companionship in the past, though most of them had found him rather than the other way around. Maybe the best thing to do was to sit back and wait. Sooner or later someone suitable would find a way into his TARDIS.
Posted on 2008.05.01 at 23:56
Current Mood: annoyed
I'd say it's an action-adventure show. We've got it all, dashing heroes *points to self*, beautiful women, fast cars, mad plots to take over the world. And did I mention that our hero is on the run from the government of his homeland, after being accused of a crime he didn't commit. Okay, it was a crime, but it shouldn't be. It's just another example of them trying to keep the stodgy, conservative government in power by arbitrary rules that have no purpose but to oppress free spirits like me.
I suppose some people would consider it a sci-fi show, but we rarely have aliens, robots or spaceships. Though I am an alien and so are many of the menaces I face. But not robots or spaceships. Except for the Cybermen and the Daleks. Or were the Cybermen last incarnation. Never mind. But absolutely no spaceships. Mine doesn't work. The Master's? I have to grant you that one and the Axons' ship and....
Oh, alright. It's clearly a sci-fi show. But with a deboniar anti-hero and lots of action. Happy now? Some people are just never satisfied. Well, at least you didn't try to claim it was a comedy.
Posted on 2008.04.20 at 11:46
Current Mood: horny
The Doctor had been surprised when Sarah decided that she'd rather make fudge and watch Fantasia than visit the planet Flamingo to see Fae and her Fearless Flying Frogs, but he'd offered her the choice and felt he had to go along with it. Not that he was horribly put out; he'd been a fan of the Disney films for a very long time.
He did feel a sense of foreboding when she handed him a fork to stir the fudge with while she went to find the film. He'd been foolish to think she would cook, after the last time, when the freak fire had burned Ford Prefect's eyebrows off and the resulting food had caused a week's worth of flatulence in all who had eaten it. Ford had thankfully, dropped all the charges. He hadn't relished the idea of defending Sarah from a food felony. As it was, they had to take the first ferry out of town. It was funny in retrospect, but as fearless as he normally was, he had resolved to keep her out of the kitchen in the future.
Funny, how he had forgotten that when he agreed to the idea of making fudge. Possibly because she was being such a flirt about it. Still there were only a finite number of ways that fudge could go wrong,and he'd handed her each ingredient as needed. Now he could only trust to fate that she hadn't wrecked it.
He moved forward to pour the unset fudge into the greased pan that he had prepared. To be frank, this was likely to be a pleasant evening. He put the tray in the fridge, and went off to find Sarah. As he walked down the corridor, he heard her singing in the theatre, so he went in. She had changed her clothes and was wearing a short dress, about as flimsy as a coffee filter and as she moved to put the DVD in the player, she made a little flip of her skirt that confirmed that she was wearing nothing underneath.
He grinned and stopped worrying. Even if the fudge didn't turn out well, this was going to be a fantastic evening.
Posted on 2008.03.29 at 22:20
Current Mood: contemplative
89. TEN ways you procrastinate in everyday life.
1. Fixing the TARDIS
2. Drinking tea.
3. Fiddling with gadgets.
4. Annoying the Brigadier.
5. Taking a drive in Bessie.
6. Explaining something in ten words when three will do.
7. Building new gadgets.
8. Pressing my ruffles.
9. Brushing my velvet.
10. Nattering on about nothing in particular.
90. TEN TV shows you are addicted to and why you like them
You people do action/adventure well and space shows that are amusing. All of these fall into one category or the other. No apologies for being anachronistic. That's what the TARDIS is for.
1. The Man From Uncle
2. The Avengers
4. It Takes a Thief
5. Danger Man
6. Blake's 7
7. Star Trek
8. Mission Impossible
9. The Champions
10. Sapphire and Steel
Posted on 2008.03.14 at 20:59
Current Mood: bouncy
Mun is off on holiday tomorrow and will be gone until the 24th. I'll try to tag in on any active threads before I go, but internet access and thus tagging will be sporadic at best.
Posted on 2008.03.09 at 23:11
Current Mood: determined
1. Go back to Gallifrey, unless forced.
2. Go native on Earth.
3. Go on a murderous rampage.
4. Try to take over the building/city/planet/universe.
5. Visit a psychiatrist...professionally.
6. Dance naked in the moonlight.
7. Convert to Scientology.
8. Play the lottery.
9. Use violence if there was another way.
10. Forget my former companions.
Posted on 2008.03.07 at 23:53
Current Mood: mischievous
I've never been one to tell other people how to dress. I wore robes and silly headdresses for most of my youth
and I'm sure there are still blackmail pictures out there. But here are a few tips in case you want that "just stepped out of a bandbox look".
1. Iron your shirts. Wrinkled shirts imply you don't care about your appearance and by extrapolation that you don't care about other things.
2. Cultivate a flair for the dramatic. There's no real reason to dress like everybody else. You don't want to be boring, do you?
3. Find a good tailor. Well fitting clothes are worth the extra cost.
4. Don't be afraid of bright colours or pastels. Black and white is just boring.
5. Capes are the perfect fashion accessory. See #2.
Though, quite honestly, I'd say that the only mandatory items on this list are #1 and #3, the rest being optional depending on your shape, colouring and personal sense of style.