May 6, 2013
Doctor Who Cares? - A spinoff in which all is right with the ladies’ storylines and they take custody of the TARDIS every weekend to explore the universe together, defeating misogyny and laughing along the way
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Doctor Who Cares? - A spinoff in which all is right with the ladies’ storylines and they take custody of the TARDIS every weekend to explore the universe together, defeating misogyny and laughing along the way
“I suppose it would be interesting enough. Right up to the point you became the midnight snack.” She gave a slight shrug. “So are you working with UNIT?” That was if Rose knew UNIT, Donna wondered if she’d met Martha yet, but decided it was better not to introduce any more...
"Well no they're not after him, he works for them, sort of. It's all a bit complicated you know how things get with the doctor... You're Torchwood? Oh do you know that handsome fellow then... Captain ... Something"
Nits belle shook her head, “Non, I’m not lost. I’m hiding from Montparnasse.”
“Oh.” Donna wasn’t sure who that was. To be honest she wasn’t even sure when and where they had landed. She loved the TARDIS’s translating abilities but it did make it...
"Hey," Donna reached over and pulled the girl into a hug. "You're alright." "A TARDIS is the most wonderful thing you can imagine. And it's my home" she smiled "it takes me where I need to go and apparently I needed to meet you. She could only imagine what the doctor would have to say about that.
Testing
“Yup.” Rose nodded, as if it were the most normal thing. She figured Donna would be used to it, too, after being aboard the TARDIS. “If I ended up in space, I’d die right away, no use worryin’ ‘bout that. And I’ve never seen dinosaurs, that might be fun.”
"I suppose it would be interesting enough. Right up to the point you became the midnight snack." She gave a slight shrug. "So are you working with UNIT?" That was if Rose knew UNIT, Donna wondered if she'd met Martha yet, but decided it was better not to introduce any more specifics at this point.
TARDIS adventures
Nits belle shook her head, "Non, I'm not lost. I'm hiding from Montparnasse."
"Oh." Donna wasn't sure who that was. To be honest she wasn't even sure when and where they had landed. She loved the TARDIS's translating abilities but it did make it trifle complicated to figure out where they were. "Do your parents know where you are?" Somebody had to be looking for, hopefully not the same people she was hiding from.
To her credit, Donna didn’t start right out of her chair. It was more of a shoulder jump really. “Oh… OH. oh… ” She started to laugh. “I take it back then. You would believe me. I met my traveling companion when his TARDIS stole me as I was walking down the aisle on my wedding day. Turns out I was about to be spider food. Your turn.”
“You know him too?” her voice was getting a big high. This woman knew the Doctor? She must be his new companion, then. “Well, I was sent to help him out. We were supposed to find the Key to Time, and I ended up staying with him.”
"The Key have Time? Wow," She gave a litlte head tilt. "Does that actually open a door?" She gave a knowning little smile. "He just makes it so easy to stay doesn't he? I turned him down once. I couldn't do it a second time."
Donna Noble has left the TARDIS
OOC: night boys and girls... and alien creatures. It's the witching hour round these parts.
Mirabelle looked up at the woman, who seemed very different. Tears were filling her eyes, but she wiped them away. "Yes, Miss. I'm sorry for hiding in your..." She looked around, not exactly sure what to call it, "Box. I really am! Please don't have me arrested!" She couldn't bare to think of what would happen if she was.
"Well I don't usually make a habit of arresting crying girls who wind up in the TARDIS. That's what this is called." Donna waved her hand all around. "You're in the TARDIS. I ended up in here by accident my first time too. Are you lost?"
If you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.
Nine: Out you go. This is big boy project. Ten: Hey look! A camera! Eleven: ogrdiuweguhregoiegwaoiewg
oh look guys the 50th anniversary promo pics are out
“Big boy” project? Blimey, I am over twelve hundred years old. I should be the one shoving my hand into his face.
Jus’ because I’ve got th’ TARDIS doesn’t mean you can go an’ throw a temper tantrum. An’ it was my TARDIS an’ways.
It’s- the same TARDIS! The same TARDIS! My TARDIS is your TARDIS is my TARDIS is your TARDIS! You are me and I am you, except I’m- older! Hah!
riiver-song started following you
Professor Song, good to see you again!
Mirabelle and Donna
Mirabelle hopped down from her stool and waved goodbye to the Les Amis, running out of the café. She stopped as soon as she turned the corner, and felt a tap on the shoulder. She whipped her head around to see Montparnasse standing with an open palm, “What’ve you got in your purse?” Her eyes widened as she stared at his hand, and managed to stammer out, “N-nothing…” He grabbed the strap of the bag, and pulled. “Give it to me.” She looked around nervously, then in a flash, yelled, “NO!” and darted down the street, looking for somewhere to hide. There was a large blue box at the end of the street that she was sure hadn’t been there before. Nevertheless, she needed to hide, so she picked up the pace and sprinted into the box, gasping once she got inside. “This… this isn’t possible…” She said, completely in awe. She looked around, making sure no one was there, then crawled underneath the console-thing, hugging her knees to her chest. But there came footsteps, nearing her.
"Oi You left the door open again". Donna called out as she came in the console room. "I swear you'd leave you head on another planet if--" she stopped as she spied the tip of a shoe. She took several steps back, and realized it was the tip of a very small shoe. She ducked down, still on guard but trying to be gentle. Her travels had taught her not to judge anything on sight, but this looked like a scared little girl. "Are you alright, love? Are you hurt?" < /p>
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“Hello, I’m Amy Pond.”
Hello. Donna, Donna Noble. Always nice to meet a new traveler
No Running, You Promised - Closed RP
The Doctor had also went and threw on one of the robes that he had been given, a Tardis blue on in fact, he had to admit that he did feel a bit awkward in it though not that he could help it really. He didn’t say a word as he waited for the other to finish slipping into her robe, he wasn’t really one for domestic like things like this but he was willing to put up with it, even for a bit. He was managing well up until this point, he was sure he could go a little further, it’s not like it would kill him but he might ramble on an awful lot.
"Good look on you Doctor." She twirled the belt on her purple robe and gave him a grin before hooking her arm in his and heading over to the chairs. She took a seat and settled in wiggling her toes with a happy little sigh. "Now this is the life. Seriously, how can you not love this?"
“Oh he’s used to being asked to pick things up,” Martha chuckled. “Whenever he’s in the room, I turn so clumsy! I drop everything!” She had to bite her bottom lip to keep herself from chuckling. She nodded at Donna’s words. “You’re right. I’ve been buried neckdeep in work, but now you mention it; it has been suspiciously quiet around here.” She wanted to say more, but at that moment, the door to her office opened and her assistent stepped through the door. “Ah Travis! Just in time! Donna, may I introduce to you; Travis. Travis, this is my friend: Donna Noble and she- oops!” With her elbow she’d nudged her pen off the desk and it rolled towards the man. “I’ll get that, ma’am,” he said, walking up to the desk to place down the tray with tea, before turning around and leaning over to pick up the pen. Behind his back, Martha winked at Donna, before arching an eyebrow in question.
Donna took a look or two then mouthed 'Oh very nice'. She put on an innocent face as Travis straightened and took her tea with thanks and a warm smile. She waited until he had finished and gone to laugh. "My stars, how in the world do you get any work done."
