[NOTE: Where the Caption Says 'Well Of 'Em', it is actually supposed to say 'Well One Of 'Em', I think. Just so you know. Yes. I fail at life. I know!]
Tuesday, 10 April 2012
Another Vlog - Why 80s Doctor Who is Brilliant (More or Less, I Get Rather Side-Tracked)
Basically an excuse to slur Fern Britton...
[NOTE: Where the Caption Says 'Well Of 'Em', it is actually supposed to say 'Well One Of 'Em', I think. Just so you know. Yes. I fail at life. I know!]
[NOTE: Where the Caption Says 'Well Of 'Em', it is actually supposed to say 'Well One Of 'Em', I think. Just so you know. Yes. I fail at life. I know!]
- Fan Fiction - 'A New Beginning' - A Drabble -
The charred remains of the Master lay dormant, the pale moonlight revealing him to be no more than an empty, dead shell.
Another figure lurked in the shadows, a slight smile upon his moustached mouth.
“So this is my final destiny…” he muttered, glancing down at his closed fist, which opened to reveal a glowing green ring sitting at the centre of his palm.
“…Or so they thought…”
As he shrank away into the darkness, he laughed with twisted glee, stepping over the corpse of a woman with red fingernails, her body reduced to the size of a child’s doll.
- Fan Fiction - 'Never Play Chess With Yourself' - A Drabble -
Seven moved his pawn carefully across the board.
Six allowed himself a small grin.
Too easy, he thought proudly to himself, He’s no good at all!
Moving his own piece, Six then leant back in his chair, arms folded defiantly, as he announced, “Check!”
“Mate,” was Seven’s unexpected reply, as, seemingly from nowhere, he moved another piece, overthrowing the Queen.
“What?” Six leapt to his feet in shock, appalled at this sudden turn-around.
“Maybe a pie eating contest would be more appropriate for you? You’ve certainly had the practice…”
Seven was slightly unnerved by the look his opponent gave him.
Six allowed himself a small grin.
Too easy, he thought proudly to himself, He’s no good at all!
Moving his own piece, Six then leant back in his chair, arms folded defiantly, as he announced, “Check!”
“Mate,” was Seven’s unexpected reply, as, seemingly from nowhere, he moved another piece, overthrowing the Queen.
“What?” Six leapt to his feet in shock, appalled at this sudden turn-around.
“Maybe a pie eating contest would be more appropriate for you? You’ve certainly had the practice…”
Seven was slightly unnerved by the look his opponent gave him.
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