Director Fury Is In

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Ouch! #daleks #cybermen #cyberman #dalek #bbc #doctorwho #funny

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Camouflage.

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Ohmygosh. I had to.

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The Doctor!

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Well, hello there!

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You again? 

Could things get any worse?!

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“Ohhh dear. Is there any reason you’re still not in jail? I mean really. The justice system is severely lacking here. Might need to do something about it while I’m in town.”

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“I am in jail, actually. The Feds got to me. I knew it was a bad idea, letting experiments work for the NYPD.” 

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“So they let you on social media sites while in jail? Strange. Free wifi then? Know what a bad idea is? You experimenting on people in the first place.Definitely bad. And wrong. They should make a word for that. Bad-wrong. Ba-dong. It’s ba-dong.”

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“Shhh. It’s a secret…I’m not exactly supposed to have my phone…and I see you haven’t gotten any less judgmental.”

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"It's hardly a secret anymore. I shall be reporting you to whoever will do something about it. Give me that phone. Right now. You are grounded, young...well...not so young lady. You are a lady, right? You hardly act like one."

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Well, hello there!

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You again? 

Could things get any worse?!

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“Ohhh dear. Is there any reason you’re still not in jail? I mean really. The justice system is severely lacking here. Might need to do something about it while I’m in town.”

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“I am in jail, actually. The Feds got to me. I knew it was a bad idea, letting experiments work for the NYPD.” 

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"So they let you on social media sites while in jail? Strange. Free wifi then? Know what a bad idea is? You experimenting on people in the first place.Definitely bad. And wrong. They should make a word for that. Bad-wrong. Ba-dong. It's ba-dong."

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Well, hello there!

[the-real-marian-janssen-deactiv]

You again? 

Could things get any worse?!

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"Ohhh dear. Is there any reason you're still not in jail? I mean really. The justice system is severely lacking here. Might need to do something about it while I'm in town."

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Well, hello there!

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#ifyoucantsaynothingnice #silence

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Timeywimeymachine

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“Nine hundred and seven, actually.” 

“Well, it seems you know plenty about me - mind telling me your name then?” he asked, trying to not laugh at the man’s sheer excitement.

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“Oh, right, of course!” He laughed at himself. “I’m Dea- I mean, Wade! Wade Wilson! And… you’re the Doctor.” He caught himself and took a breath. “I’m, not high, right? Not dreaming?” He reached out and pet the side of the TARDIS. “Nope. This is definitely real.” Every time he took the time to breakthe fourth wall, he made sure to squeeze in an episode or two of Doctor Who. So, he had wished intimately that the Doctor and his adventures were real since the first Doctor. “And you actually look like David Tennant.” He noted, curiously.

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“I look like who?” he inquired curiously. “I think this David Tennant probably looks like me. I am older,” he adds with a laugh.  

“Pleased to meet you Wade! Now, I have to ask you a question.” He leans in and studies Wade, his expression completely serious. “This is very important,” he states in a grave tone.

He is quiet for a long while as he gives Wade a knowing look. The corner of his mouth suddenly quirks up into a smirk.

“Care to come with me?” 

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“Right, of course you are!” Wade flicked himself in the head. “He’s just an actor, but that doesn’t matter!” 

As the Doctor leaned in closer, the merc could feel himself getting giddy all over again. “Very important? Then ask away, Doctor!” He laughs, and nods as an answer . “But where to?” He asks, raising his hands in question. He felt childish, but this was beyond exciting - especially to someone with little stability, like himself. 

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"Good question," he commented.

He thought for a moment. "What do you think? There's always ancient Egypt. That's always good for a laugh. Probably not too dangerous. 1183 BC sound good?"

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//seeing as this blog really gets no use besides a thread with zapzap who i love but i feel like shes just doing it to be nice

this page might get deleted soon

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The grin breaks out across his face again. “Really? Where do you want to go?” He doesn’t touch her but somehow subtly steers her toward the TARDIS.  ”Goes anytime, any place. You name it!” He was so genuinely excited that he couldn’t help but have a bounce to his step as he approached his TARDIS and reached to open it. 

“Ladies first,” he says, bending at the waist in a mock bow. The broad smile never leaves his face as he waits for her reaction.

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The man can steer a woman like a border collie herding sheep, that’s for certain. Its a good thing she didn’t reconsider her answer on his offer, because before she can even open her mouth, she’s directed into the big blue box.

When Darcy steps inside, her jaw drops, blue eyes wide. She’d wondered, for a split second, how he himself fit inside the Police box, let alone how the both of them would travel comfortably. But the inside of the box is huge- bigger than any home Darcy’s ever known, and its so alien in appearance. 

“Holy sh…its so big.”

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One corner of his mouth curled up as he attempted to contain his grin. He loved seeing people's faces when they first entered the TARDIS.  The only thing he loved more was taking them somewhere "impossible" and seeing their expressions when they reemerged outside again.

He slipped  past her to the console in the center of the 'room' they were in.  His hands flew deftly along the controls as he readied the TARDIS for their trip. "Now," he began, turning to her, his expression mock serious, "Where and when would you like to go?"