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22nd-May-2009 02:27 pm - There's something fishy in Cardiff

And it isn't from the Bay. However, I'm a bit busy making sure T and Andy don't murder each other. Just... be extra careful about creating paradoxes and the like, okay? Fantastic.

This better not be the Master, because if it is the Master then it's likely a Master I am not supposed to meet yet, and anything I do will just give him more fuel.
21st-May-2009 11:37 pm - In case you were wondering...
the lonely god

I apologize for being seemingly absent, but you wouldn't believe the amount of running involved in sealing a multiuniversal breach, and texting is a difficult mode of communication when your other options include telepathy. Also, every other comment would have been "STOP COPULATING!" Bloody Torchwood. Where's Martha/Martin to yell "Condoms!" when you need her/him?

Nobody better have gotten pregnant. I cannot handle that, short although my involvement is bound to be. 

Anyway, after some minor complications, the Rift has been sealed, and everything's more or less back to normal.


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Also, I think I'll be picking up Andy and T some time tomorrow.

21st-May-2009 02:23 pm - It could be worse.
no you didn't

On that note, it is now raining in Cardiff. Color me surprised.

So, she says that we need to get Boy Hart to throw up on the Potentiallity Device so they can go home, and then we can seal off the breach without causing a paradox.
20th-May-2009 11:23 pm - I'm bored.
serious business
Very bored.

T and Andy are enjoy their enforced tropical getaway. I really should have seen that coming- this isn't the first time Companions of mine have fallen for each other, and they were falling before I met either of them. Still, I'll probably pick them up before too long. If I leave them alone with each other for too long they won't have any choice but to hate each other.

Maybe I'll pick up Alan Ginsburg on the way. After I stop by Cardiff to see what I look like as a female.
19th-May-2009 01:24 pm - Martha, I can see you on his flist!

Martha, it’s Donna. I’m borrowing Big Ears’ blog to check out his story. I’m in Istanbul or Constantinople or whatever, and the Doctor and I were in this bazaar and we got separated. And I thought, “Oh, it’s no big deal, I can find the TARDIS again no problem at all and if the Doctor get’s into trouble I’ll hear the screaming” and so I finish my shopping, get chased by men with swords, run back the TARDIS, and there’s this Northern guy mucking about with the controls. He claims he’s the Doctor before I met him! What’s all this about?

12th-May-2009 01:31 pm - We're here!
Well, we've made it to the correct time, at least. Where would you like to be picked up, T?
10th-May-2009 03:18 pm - Here's the plan
serious business
Andy, we're off to the 52nd century, and this time we aren't stopping until we get there. Unless someone needs saving or the universe is going to end or something, but given our recent adventure I think we're due for a break. We'll pick up T, and then I'll drop you both off in Abergavenny for your romantic getaway. The Dilgar and I will take a trip to the Shadow Proclamation, and then I'll pick you up whenever you like. Then we'll go back to the 52nd for my mindwipe. Andy, I'm afraid you'll probably act as a trigger, so you're either going to have to stay behind in Abergavenny or T will have to find a way to get you back to your native place and time; from what I've seen, the latter shouldn't be too difficult.

Torchwood- I've got three Sea Devils here. Do have facilities, or should I take them with me? Or call UNIT? I know you're in the middle of something of an upswing in Rift activity, but when one of you gets the chance drop me a line...
8th-May-2009 12:33 am - I did a little reading last night
stupid apes
As it turns out, my mistake was giving that man with the water scooter his freedom. Fairly peaceful political prisoner he may be, but his husband? Not really. It's that guy who made the oddly shaped explosion I showed you a picture of in my last post. He incited panic among the prisoners and guards alike; those who had come into contact with either Rima or myself decided to direct the panic against the guards, who then alerted other guards, and from there things just spiraled out of control. A lockdown was initiated, storm troopers and riot police were sent in, and panicked people trampled each other to death, suffocated, or were shot by trigger-happy soldiers. The Cnapan Prison Riots ended with a total of 164,034 survivors out of a population of roughly 5 million.


Andy is fine. I'm as fine as I ever was. There seems to have been a slight miscommunication between us: I had assumed he was on the purple prison island, he had been thinking I was referring to the color of his jersey. I did spend an awful lot of time trying to get to the purple island, but I don't see how not doing so would have prevented anything. And for what it's worth, the area he was in was the last to be swept up by the riots and the first to calm down- they had to lowest casualty rates. I'm not sure if that was Andy's doing or just plain luck, but it's something, at least.

Needless to say, I really want that mindwipe right about now. I don't even care if they're done calibrating, I want it done with. Unfortunately, I'm back in 21st century Cardiff. We're in the Harwood's Haulage office; Andy's gone to return his books and I'm shutting myself in the TARDIS for a day or so until to urge to sonic screwdrive my own head open recedes a bit. Feel free to stop by.

Some days, I really hate myself.
7th-May-2009 11:17 am - Cnapan
the lonely god
Well, we've overshot a bit, and ended up in the early 53rd instead of the early 52nd. However, we don't appear to be leaving anything soon, as we've come across 53rd century rugby. You'd like it Jack; it involves a lot of laser guns shooting people in the face.

Andy stopped being enthralled with rugby after people started dying en mass, so we're going to try figuring out what happened to the sport. I'll probably give you an update from inside a prison cell or something.
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I've found Andy. Rima has elected to stay behind and seal herself in one of the escape pods rather than come with. Good luck to her: that wasn't a rebellion we just lived through, it was a massacre.

I have a daughter. She calls herself Jenny, and shares 100% of the same genetic material as me, which is how I know any of this. This could end badly, so here are some instructions:

1) Any direct contact between Jenny and myself is hereby banned. Jenny, Martha mentioned this before, but I'm going to say it again: you can't be on this journal. I can't be on yours. We should also stay away from each others' comment threads on everyone else's journal, if at all possible. You ignore me, I ignore you. That's how this has to be.
2) Everyone else: no mention of Jenny in this journal. None. I have put the kabosh on her. Torchwood, I'm sure you can come up with a euphemism or six for when I get too close to the subject.
3) Andy and I are no longer going to Cardiff shortly. Instead, we'll be aiming for timeagency's place. It may take a bit though, I'm having a hard time coaxing the TARDIS to go that distance in one jump. Still, probably within the week.
4) This is less an instruction and more because I know you'll ask: she got 100% of her genes from me. Most of her displayed genes are recessive, but they're all mine. So, even if it hasn't happened to me yet, I can say with some confidence that being the last of the Time Lords just sent me around the twist and I loomed her, rather than her being the result of anything I'll do with the Master, Romana, the Rani, Jack, or whoever it is you think I might have done it with. So, we're ending any lines on inquiery right here, right now. No more.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I haven't seen Andy for hours, I think he might have gotten lost.

3rd-May-2009 11:19 pm - New Rule!
serious business
I understand that your original post may not have spoilers you need to cut for, but in an effort to preserve my sanity, please, please give me some heads up when things such as this and this are being discussed. I don't want to know how or why Jenny exists. And if the Master had anything to do with it I really, really don't want to know. Okay? Yeah? Fantastic.

Also, I believe Andy is drunk texting. Or, well, texting while having poor muscular and cognitive control after being hit with an energy weapon. More about that later. But timeagency , your boss has been found and should be returning shortly.

1st-May-2009 10:59 am - Andy Is Not Dead!
I just thought I should say that straight off, because I know there was some concern earlier. And don't listen to what he said, there was no nearly about it. I have closer shaves all the time!
Honestly, he had a pretty tame time of it.Collapse )

Andy wants to go back to Cardiff to return his library books. Apparently, he'll get a fine if he doesn't. I'm going to to try to make the trip in two jumps instead of one to go easier on the TARDIS, but we should be back in Cardiff soonish.

28th-Apr-2009 11:38 pm - I'm traveling again.
And not on Earth! Not in the 21st century! Not even in the Milky Way! Granted, I didn't mean to, but it doesn't matter. I'm back in the universe again! It's fantastic! Andy, when your stomach is settled a bit, come see!Collapse )
26th-Apr-2009 03:31 pm - The Dilgar

I did try to provoke some sense of guilt out of him, but to no avail. Some beings just can't regret their actions, no matter what the consequences are. For example, one consequence of my ending the time war is to make the Dilgar stop spitting curses at me and start making awkward sexual advances. Which would be a lot less horrifying if I didn't also find that slightly comforting. It is remarkably like being in the Hub, only slightly more subtle.

The Police Station is slightly less crowded and panicked today. I think I might be able to slip out right about tea time, take a look around. I'm sure I can find something out of sorts that Torchwood missed.

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