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THE PLOT:
Doctor and Master.
Ten and Harry, to be precise.
It had started when they’d visited a planet in the aftermath of a war. His partner had seen the destruction and the pain. He’d seen the helpers and the hope.
Nothing new.
But that time, they’d talked about it. His partner thought that humans were, by nature, destructive and violent. But he was wrong. Humanity was a social species, and they had survived and thrived because they cooperated, because they helped each other.
His partner was wrong. But…how to prove it? How to show him the real human nature, the love and kindness that was always there, even in the biggest tragedies? A bet. He’d never been able to resist it. For this to prove something, they both had agreed on this, participants should be picked randomly. Put them together, give them some challenges, and see if they destroyed each other or if they cooperated.
Easy.
Of course, his partner would cheat, and pick the participants, but it didn’t matter. He was right, and cheating that way would just mean that when he won, it would mean more. And he’d win…well, what they’d bet…..was private. But he was going to win, because he was right.
How You Arrive:
You wake up. Just like any other time.
Only problem is, you may have been ...flying a plane, driving a car, been in the middle of a fistfight or making love to your significant other - or whoever. It could happen literally out of any time and place and situation.
Why it is happens, how it happens, is a mystery the great Portal or Glitch keeps close to itself. We don't know. You won't know, at least not yet. But yes, you wake up. You're in a bedroom, looks like ... you slowly, or perhaps not so slowly, realize you aren't where you ought to be, and something BIG has happened to you and changed things ...It's not familiar. Not even close. It's generic, a motel perhaps? Bed, dresser. A door .. presumably out. Are there others here? If you had any items on you, weapons, anything not a permanent part of your body, it isn't with you. Clothes, only. Shoes, too if you had them on ..
Can you hear anyone?
Beautiful but boring paintings adorn the walls. There's a window, but you can already tell the 'outside' is either fake, or something is off. It just looks ..wrong.
It's not a bad room, but this isn't right! You get up, and from there ... it's up to you. You may notice all you have on you is the clothes on your back ...no objects at all ...And yes, the door will open.
Good luck.
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So I told my friend abt these kittens & told her how my brother fell in love with them but we can’t take them in bc of our parents. & she knows ever since I found my first two orange bundles of adorables (Alfie & Ollie) in 2019 I have been spotting lots of kittens. Is as if I became a kitten magnet & tbh i thought abt it Before but she made Me think abt it again & I think I am going to find a way to open up a shelter for kittens & cats around here since tbh cats have brought so much joy into my life & I have wanted to do this since.
& Ik the pandemic has been hard on all of us & somehow the post + thing is hated everywhere on here but if I use it please know that it is specifically for this purpose & the kittens bc I do want to eventually run a self sufficient shelter that runs by what we sell/donations & adoption fees.
i don’t want any of the money for anything else at all, I genuenly want to help any and all strays I ever see.
i need to come up with a more structured plan but I’m I need to take into consideration maybe having full time vets at hand/ partner with veterinaries, food, toys, tons of litter & litter boxes.
so all of it in the end will be costly but so worth it if little lives can be safe.
so please stay posted on how the project goes forward.
if anyone has knowledge on how any of this process works please comment or message me I am really interested in making this idea a reality.
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Mal was only in London for a couple days visiting the Holmes parents and Mycroft they were a breath of fresh air compared to the O'Malley family.
His mother's parents had been raising him sin his moms had died. He had never met Sherlock in person. They had written letters texted and talked on social media.
He laid two sunflower s with skulls sticking out of them on his grave.
"hey Dad, I wish we had gotten the chance to meet in person. I miss you" he whisperedin tears
Mal was only in London for a couple days visiting the Holmes parents and Mycroft they were a breath of fresh air compared to the O'Malley family.
His mother's parents had been raising him sin his moms had died. He had never met Sherlock in person. They had written letters texted and talked on social media.
He laid two sunflower s with skulls sticking out of them on his grave.
"hey Dad, I wish we had gotten the chance to meet in person. I miss you" he whisperedin tears
The bones in his body dragged heavier than his heart, he had walked all the way to the graveyard letting the nipping wind keep him from falling to sleep from the whiskey he took in his tea that morning. Upon seeing a figure at sherlock's grave he stopped in his tracks. Deciding not to think better of his bold actions he called out almost angry though kept his distance.
Mal rolled his eyes. "Sherlock donated sperm to his friend Sarah O'Malley a lesbian. She had a child. A girl.... Mallory Sarah O'Malley, which my legal guardian's still call me. I knew at a young age who I was. My mom helped me pick out the name Malcolm Scott Holmes. My father agreed. I have two high school diplomas and am working to Become a surgeon. I was supposed to meet my father on this visit. But that obviously isn't going to happen. So I brought him flowers!"
"yeah he told me about Billy in one of our letters. So when I saw them i thought he might have liked them." He sakd brokenly as if he had only recently gotten the news."
John bit back the tears in his stinging eyes "I guess he had more secrets than time to tell me... I guess I'll let you have... your time. I can always maybe come back tomorrow."
Slowly john walks toward him, Instinctively looking around to make sure they were alone. Reaching the gravestone he lightly touches it. "I came here to get a few things off my chest. But... I have a feeling me and you have a lot more to talk about."
"I got here yesterday uncle Mycroft took me suit shopping when he saw how uncomfortable I was. We had dinner with my Holmes grandparents.
My grandparents O'Malley want me home for the weekly get together. I also have to be there in time for..." He paused shaking his head. "Clothes shopping."
He chuckled running his had through his own hair. "They are going to be pissed I Uncle Mycroft got my hair cut."
John let him take in the kid properly. "Hey. I know we just met and... god I really am Insane but j know for a fact that if... if sherlock was still here he would say f- flip all the tables on the rules... yeah so how about I take you to meet someone really special and show you were your father lived. Wow it's weird to say sherlock had a kid."
"How old even are you? Kid you only looks about 10. Ah I walked here but..." takes out wallet, "yeah I think I got enough to get us back. I just uh... would it be a little weird to ask for a few private minutes?"
"I'm 36 kid I can pay for a taxi" he answered with equil frustration. After a few moments, she'd tears and whispered words john joined the kid again, clearing his throat. " are you ready to go? Or would you like to visit... anyone?"
"not a family thing. My grandparents have we'll off people over for dinner once a week. The person they want me to marry comes over too. They show me off.
My moms died when I was 10. We were in a car accident in a taxi. I was the only one that lived." He shrugged slightly.
"I know what that's like. The expectations and such not the... unfortunate accident. Ifnit makes you feel better we could walk or a bus?" He scrubs his hands rough over his face unsure about anything.
"Right. Well maybe they did it with your best interest at heart. Adults have hard decision to make especially when kids are involved... especially when sherlocks involved. Listen it's not where where you're from it's where you're going."
"I didn't tell Dad. I went by Mallory they whole time. I was afraid he wouldn't except me.
Uncle Mycroft figured something was wrong when he saw me and pushed the issue. My grandparents, the Holmes, only know me as Malcolm." He said shrugging. He had no idea Mycroft was getting custody and he wouldn't be leaving tomorrow. He also didn't know how pissed he was.
"I'm not the smartest man kid but I know for a fact sherlock, your dad, he wouldn't of put you out. Come on let's get out here, get some tea or uh... whatever you drink soda?"
"I cant believe- actually jo j very much can believe you be never had a soda. Right we will make a quick stop a shop and buy stuff you've never had before. Should be fun... I hope... and listen kid I know for a fact that if sherlock had, had his head together he would of seen you all the time. Its tricky being a kid, but it's just as tricky being an adult. Come on let's get out of here."
" Listen kid I dont have to do anything, I want to and sherlock Without a doubt one of the only good men in this world. Unfortunately there was just more bad." John gingerly puts his hand on the boys shoulder.
Mal nodded slightly. "Well at least I know both parents were good people." He said smiling slightly. He was doing his best to ignore the itch to not feel to go get high. He wouldn't even know where to go to get a fix.
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