The Imagination said
Stephen Moffat?Eh, he creates good episodes. Was really just a joke about all the tragedy he creates in the show :p
I like to believe that's the reason why we haven't seen Jack Harkness in a while.
Moffat can't kill him.
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I like to believe that's the reason why we haven't seen Jack Harkness in a while.
Moffat can't kill him.
Overwatch said
It's a girl listening to music... do you ever sit back and listen to music and nod your head to it?You all are thinking too much into it, I believe.
In all fairness.
It really doesn't look like ordinary head-bopping.
It definitely looks like nervous shuddering to me.
Halo said
I have no comprehension of why a pharmacy would sell cigarettes and alcohol in the first place. Really doesn't make any sense.
It's only half-pharmacy. The other half is a convenience store.
John Walrus III said
Holy dragon batman. That escalated quickly. FLY, MY PRETTY!
Muse transforms pretty casually.
Muse smiled as John’s words; at his readiness to rebuild his world. “That’s the spirit!” he exclaimed. “You’ve got the determination… I think you’ll be a natural at augmenting reality. I’ll be sure to teach you and the others soon, once I gather some more of you, maybe find a good base of operations so we don’t have to run around so much…” he began speaking out loud as he made his way towards the door.
“We’re heading out! We’ll be rid of the rain soon!” Muse told Ebil, narrowing his eyes slightly as he walked past. “Hopefully we won’t run into something worse!” Though he didn’t at first respond in words, Ebil’s apparent inability to be concerned with anything other than the water dripping on his own head did bother him – almost made him wonder how well the guy would fare when faced with danger other than unicorn magic or wrinkled skin from the rain.
“You two wait here for a sec,” Muse told the two of them before heading out the door. “I’ll get us some transportation.” As he walked outside and into the rain, he purposefully left the door open. Once he was out from under the roof of the building, his body transformed in only a few seconds into a large black dragon, body wide and wings wider. Crouching down next to the door, he extended his arm and reached with his clawed hand inside the doorway, palm up. “Climb onto my hand.” He told them. “I’ll carry you out of here.”
“We’re heading out! We’ll be rid of the rain soon!” Muse told Ebil, narrowing his eyes slightly as he walked past. “Hopefully we won’t run into something worse!” Though he didn’t at first respond in words, Ebil’s apparent inability to be concerned with anything other than the water dripping on his own head did bother him – almost made him wonder how well the guy would fare when faced with danger other than unicorn magic or wrinkled skin from the rain.
“You two wait here for a sec,” Muse told the two of them before heading out the door. “I’ll get us some transportation.” As he walked outside and into the rain, he purposefully left the door open. Once he was out from under the roof of the building, his body transformed in only a few seconds into a large black dragon, body wide and wings wider. Crouching down next to the door, he extended his arm and reached with his clawed hand inside the doorway, palm up. “Climb onto my hand.” He told them. “I’ll carry you out of here.”
Neobullseye said
Also, exactly what is Daniel/the Doctor trying to do anyway? I haven't seen all that much of Doctor Who, so... Yeah.
Oh. My bad, I assumed you were familiar with the whole canon.
Basically Time Lords have this ability to link minds with other people (apparently works on both Time Lords and humans). The Doctor's only used it a couple of times in-canon, but so far it's been revealed that he can view memories, suppress memories, and when a human was infested with an alien parasite in her brain partially controlling her, he could give all control to the parasite so that he could talk to it directly. That's kind of where the idea came from. I'd hoped to try this for a while. :D
“Shh… I’m not going to hurt you.” DoctorDaniel spoke gently, crouching down next to Lily so he stood eye-level with her. He could tell how nervous and afraid she was – why wouldn’t she be? The character controlling her probably knew even less about the situation than he and the other cosplayers did. At the same time, Daniel’s own heart was racing; he could hardly believe he’d chosen to do what he was about to do, hoping and praying that he didn’t make any mistakes. Hopefully though, if his fear showed at all, it would at least convey to Popoi that he had no evil intent.
“I’ll be real gentle, alright?” he told her, slowly extending his arms as he tried to place his first two fingers of each hand on the temples of her head as carefully as possible. I just want you to sleep for a bit, Popoi. he thought, hoping she’d cooperate, hoping he could make Popoi dormant and let Lily regain control. Just sleep…
“Why… why would anyone do this?!” A scream rang out through the hallways of BA as fists pounded on the now defiled walls. A young woman in a black-and-white, skull-adorned outfit had fallen to her knees, practically on the verge of tears as her hands slid down the wall on both sides of the phrase ‘BAD WOLF’. The layout of the hallway was so perfect; the entrance she’d come in from, another door at the end of the hall directly across from the entrance, and eight more doors on each side. Eight! The most beautiful number known to mankind! The hallway was so brilliantly designed that even the dust on the floor seemed to fall in perfect symmetry, all of it never ending as each hall beyond was truly exactly the same as the first – and yet it was all ruined by the graffiti of some mindless Doctor Who fanatic!! “And it’s not even in pencil, or some other removable substance…” she whimpered. “They scratched the paint off… so the only solution would be to paint over it, but without re-painting the entire hall, that would just make the paint job look uneven!!” she screamed in anguish. She almost reached for Liz and Patty out of sheer rage, but a series of bullet holes would be far more difficult to fix.
Slowly though, her breathing calmed as she pulled herself back to reality, starting to regain her sense of calm. “Get a grip, Kate.” She whispered to herself, pulling strands of black hair out of her eyes. “It’s just graffiti…” Virtually any Soul Eater fan would agree that Death the Kid’s most amusing characteristic would be his horrible case of OCD, and while Kate had particularly chosen to cosplay Kid because of her own tendency to stress over anything out-of-place, actually seeing the world through Kid’s turned out to be a complete nightmare. “How long have I been in here, anyway?” she asked aloud before reaching for the cell phone in her pocket, her hand brushing over Liz in her holster. God, I sure hope those two don’t turn real, as well… she thought grimly, stress levels beginning to rise again. Of course, she knew that in-canon, Death the Kid technically didn’t have any holsters for his guns, but that was only because the two weapons were intelligent living things that generally assumed human form when not in use…
I need to get out of here. Kate told herself as she climbed to her feet. The only thing worse than a distracting, perfect hallway lined with 8’s was a slightly imperfect hallway lined with 8’s. I have to stay sane… Her heart raced as the possibilities of ‘or else’ ran through her mind. As she reached the top of the stairs leading outside, she stopped at the sight of another individual standing just outside the building entrance, and what appeared to be a few more cosplayers not far beyond. But wait… so that means… A sliver of hope finally appearing, Kate raced towards Simon and spun him around, asking the only question currently going through her brain. “So I’m not the only one?!”
“I’ll be real gentle, alright?” he told her, slowly extending his arms as he tried to place his first two fingers of each hand on the temples of her head as carefully as possible. I just want you to sleep for a bit, Popoi. he thought, hoping she’d cooperate, hoping he could make Popoi dormant and let Lily regain control. Just sleep…
“Why… why would anyone do this?!” A scream rang out through the hallways of BA as fists pounded on the now defiled walls. A young woman in a black-and-white, skull-adorned outfit had fallen to her knees, practically on the verge of tears as her hands slid down the wall on both sides of the phrase ‘BAD WOLF’. The layout of the hallway was so perfect; the entrance she’d come in from, another door at the end of the hall directly across from the entrance, and eight more doors on each side. Eight! The most beautiful number known to mankind! The hallway was so brilliantly designed that even the dust on the floor seemed to fall in perfect symmetry, all of it never ending as each hall beyond was truly exactly the same as the first – and yet it was all ruined by the graffiti of some mindless Doctor Who fanatic!! “And it’s not even in pencil, or some other removable substance…” she whimpered. “They scratched the paint off… so the only solution would be to paint over it, but without re-painting the entire hall, that would just make the paint job look uneven!!” she screamed in anguish. She almost reached for Liz and Patty out of sheer rage, but a series of bullet holes would be far more difficult to fix.
Slowly though, her breathing calmed as she pulled herself back to reality, starting to regain her sense of calm. “Get a grip, Kate.” She whispered to herself, pulling strands of black hair out of her eyes. “It’s just graffiti…” Virtually any Soul Eater fan would agree that Death the Kid’s most amusing characteristic would be his horrible case of OCD, and while Kate had particularly chosen to cosplay Kid because of her own tendency to stress over anything out-of-place, actually seeing the world through Kid’s turned out to be a complete nightmare. “How long have I been in here, anyway?” she asked aloud before reaching for the cell phone in her pocket, her hand brushing over Liz in her holster. God, I sure hope those two don’t turn real, as well… she thought grimly, stress levels beginning to rise again. Of course, she knew that in-canon, Death the Kid technically didn’t have any holsters for his guns, but that was only because the two weapons were intelligent living things that generally assumed human form when not in use…
I need to get out of here. Kate told herself as she climbed to her feet. The only thing worse than a distracting, perfect hallway lined with 8’s was a slightly imperfect hallway lined with 8’s. I have to stay sane… Her heart raced as the possibilities of ‘or else’ ran through her mind. As she reached the top of the stairs leading outside, she stopped at the sight of another individual standing just outside the building entrance, and what appeared to be a few more cosplayers not far beyond. But wait… so that means… A sliver of hope finally appearing, Kate raced towards Simon and spun him around, asking the only question currently going through her brain. “So I’m not the only one?!”
Any of these to your liking?
Jorick said
Y'know how shit like Paypal works by putting money into an electronic format? Bitcoin and Dogecoin and such are like that, with a bunch of complicated crap added on with the goal being to have a secure and decentralized economy that isn't controlled by any government.
Now see, here's what I don't get.
A lot of people would say that they don't trust the government with their money.
...But would you really trust the collective minds of the internet more?
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