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Top 5 old-timey/historical fashions?
1. 1920′s anything tbh but especially flapper dresses.
2. Naval uniforms from 1700s/1800s
3. Glam Rock look from 1970′s, flares, platforms, glitter, make up etc.
4. Victorian/Edwardian summer wear like cream suits and straw boaters.
5. All the elaborate outfits at the palace of Versailles at the time of Louis XIV.
Thanks!
51! :D
Thank you :)
51. what’s one TV cliche you despise?
Just one? lol. Despise is a bit of a strong word but we get bored of character cliches mainly. Examples being the miserable git detective who has been through stuff and mopes and moans and hates people, and then the bunny boiler woman who is cheated on/fired/betrayed in some way and then goes around stalking people and doing ridiculous things that are way worse than what happened to her in the first place. Or just ‘useless husband’ characters or maybe characters that tell you their personality instead of showing it. That kind of thing really. :D
A scientific analysis of Barbara not being drunk enough for this nonsense.
Thank you @lissy-strata for this, we’re loving how accurate this is. :D
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Doesn’t this imply that until this episode, Ian and Barbara didn’t know how to open the doors on the ship?
They probably weren’t allowed lol. Think it was Susan’s job and only when she was gone was the torch allowed to be passed on. Maybe the Doctor’s cunning way of assuring they never leave lol.
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97. Ben and Polly
Safety First
With a loud groan, Ben lifted one side of the wooden plank as Polly heaved the other.
“Blimey, Duchess, you’re not dressed for heavy lifting are ya? It’s safety first remember? You’re wearing sandals!”
Polly struggled under the weight of the wood. She didn’t delight in the task but the beam was in front of the TARDIS doors and the Doctor was trapped inside.
“Thank you, Ben, when I awoke this morning, I knew exactly the itinerary! How was I supposed to know this would happen? We were supposed to be holidaying on some glorious island!”
“Keep your barnet on!”
With an almighty heave, they managed to lift the beam away and they cuddled each other when it was complete.
Happy Birthday @lissy-strata. We wrote you a little fic. You said there was never enough Mel and Ace so that’s what you’ve got! Anyway, hope you have a lovely day! <3
Lying on the grass, side by side on a blanket, looking up at the clouds, Ace and Mel were content as they waited for the Doctor to finish his errand. It had been raining heavily all morning but now the sun had emerged and a rainbow appeared in the sky above them.
“Ace rainbow,” Ace said.
“So beautiful. I love to look at the sky, especially as weather changes. When I was little, I used to make up stories about the shapes of clouds,” Mel said with a reflective sigh.
Ace took a quick glance at her friend and smiled. “That really doesn’t surprise me.”
“Oh, come on, don’t tell me you never did that? It’s a child’s rite of passage, surely?”
“Maybe. Can’t remember.” Ace shrugged her shoulders. Whenever someone began to speak of childhood matters, she always immediately tried to change the subject.
“Let’s have a go now, it’ll be fun!”
“I dunno.”
“Don’t be such a grumpy grump, Ace. Come on, let’s play the game.”
Mel tried to ignore the lack of enthusiasm from Ace and instead concentrated on the sky. It was light blue and the clouds were distant and yet felt so close. They were full and fluffy and magnificent. She pointed at one of them.
“That one is a puppy with its tongue sticking out.”
Ace narrowed her eyes, trying desperately to see what Mel was seeing but failing miserably. “It looks like a man with a gun to me.”
“That’s its tongue!”
“A gun, Mel…or something else.”
Mel laughed, rolled over and nudged Ace in the ribs. “Oh, Ace you’re so naughty. I’d love to see how they’d analyse you in a psychology session.”
“No one is analysing me, thanks very much. No one gets inside my brain, not even the professor. It’s weird.”
“I think your mind is fascinating.”
“You need to get out more, Mel.” Ace laughed as she ran a twig through the blades of grass and then sighed deeply. “How long is he going to be?”
“He could be ages, you know him. But at least it gives us some alone time to get to know one another.”
“That’s true, we don’t need the professor as some naff old third wheel, do we?”
With a contended sigh, Mel rolled onto her back and placed her arms behind her head. Ace shuffled closer and did the same. It was a few moments of silence before they resumed their conversation.
Ace looked up at the clouds a second time. “You know, I don’t think it’s a puppy or a man with a gun, I think it’s a zombie reaching out.”
“A zombie?” Mel giggled. “I think it’s a man delivering flowers to his sweetheart.”
“You’re going blind, that’s a zombie, Mel, and it’s going to get you!” Ace got onto her knees and hovered over her friend, holding her hands above her with menace and mischief. “The zombie wants your brilliant brain, Mel!”
Mel screamed as Ace grabbed her arms, pinning her to the spot.
Ace laughed and then let go. “You’re dead, sorry.”
“Undead I think you’ll find,” Mel said smugly.
As they both regained composure from a fit of hysterical laughter, the women noticed the sky had started to turn black and now darkened clouds gathered above them. Was the weather set to change again so rapidly?
“I don’t like the look of the weather now and its getting a bit chilly,” Mel said, hugging her bare arms for warmth as a sudden gust of wind surrounded them.
“Here,” Ace said, removing her bomber jacket and placing it over Mel’s shoulders. “Can’t have you getting cold.”
Mel put the jacket on and struck a pose with a smile. “What do you think?”
“It’s ace.”
“Maybe I should get one of my own, but maybe in a different colour and with bows!”
Ace rolled her eyes. “Its all about the street cred, Mel.”
“Ha ha! Anyway. shall we go and get a cup of tea, treat ourselves to some cakes before the Doctor comes back, we can pick him up an Eccles cake?”
With agreement, Ace lead the way down the hill toward the main road. As the pair linked arms- Mel still wearing Ace’s jacket- it was as though the heaven’s opened for them and the rain fell suddenly upon them with almighty force.
Mel let out a high-pitched shriek of excitement. “It’s raining cats and dogs!” She lifted the jacket above her head and motioned for Ace to join her underneath. “There’s room for two if we squeeze in.”
Huddled together tightly, jacket over their heads, Mel and Ace laughed as they approached the road and tried to navigate the journey whilst being attached to the other. When they reached a side lane, they saw a tremendous puddle blocking the way to where they were to meet the Doctor.
“It’s like a river! Shame there’s no drawbridge,” Mel said.
“Does the pretty princess need a hand getting across?” Ace’s tone was both mocking and sincere.
“How are we going to get across?”
Ace grabbed Mel’s hand and their fingers intertwined as Ace pulled her close to the water. “Come on, last one through buys the cakes!”
She let go of Mel’s hand and started to run through the puddle but Mel was quickly gaining on her and had reached her side so that they emerged from the muddy water together- no winner in sight.
Laughing hysterically, covered in mud, the ladies ran for cover under a nearby bus shelter. As they wiped the mud from their clothing and faces, a bus pulled up at the stop and the doors opened with a whooshing sound. The Doctor stepped off and opened up his umbrella as he approached them.
“Ah, Ace, Mel, how nice of you to meet me.”
Mel and Ace glanced at one another and smiled.
“Always for you, Professor,” Ace said with a smirk.
He raised the umbrella over the three of them and together they made their way to the café.
“We’re getting some delicious tea and cakes,” Mel told him.
“Perfect. And did you ladies amuse yourselves whilst I was running my errand?”
Ace and Mel exchanged glances again and their hands touched, linking their little fingers together.
“It was really…ace,” Mel said with a chuckle.
