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doylePardon me while I go on a bit about the Doctor Who novel Heart of TARDIS, which I've just finished: I expressed my delight just a bit at the Queer as Folk UK injoke over here, but that was very early on into the novel. That was before I realised it was a Second Doctor/Fourth Doctor/The Professionals/The Simpsons crossover crackfic of *joy*, with a Good Omens reference chucked in there for good measure. Romana I gets chatted up by (a renamed) Bodie and Doyle (they quite like her earrings, too). Two has a medical difference of opinion with Dr. Hibbert, and doesn't trust Dr. Nick's second opinion too much, either. The plot's pretty thin and Two's OOC but I don't care, I couldn't stop giggling and I want to read it again.
Oh, and there's loads of Thatcher bashing and actual use of the phrase "then they done sex." Which makes me conclude that Dave Stone is![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nostalgia_lj, and I claim my five pounds.
The TARDIS had materialised in the hall of Big Pretend-Move Animals But Don't 'Cos They're Dead And Have Sand Stuck Up Them.
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The Doctor scowled bad-temperedly. "What have you gone and done to the basic underlying fabric of space/time now?"
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"Yes, we all know the Legends From the Dawn of Time Travel," said the Doctor, "and very poetical and edifying they are to be sure, if needlessly messianical and containing about as much relation to the truth as a toboggan does to a small tub of weasel cheese. We also know for a fact that Rassilon came upon the great and glorious secrets of Time by way of pinching one of the translation belts of that species who attacked us in the Time Wars, in retaliation for the things we did to them before we'd even heard of them in the first place..."
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"Yon lads had it in their minds to try a bit of monkey business," Jamie told her, "but they thought better of it when I showed them my dirk."
Victoria looked at him. "You did say dirk, didn't you?"
"Ochaway, girl. I had it concealed on my person, no bother. It's amazing how some people take away from searching too close on what they think is a man in a dress."
--
Victoria realises that the motel room the Doctor has booked the three of them into is a themed bondage dungeon...
All of a sudden, certain comments made by the concierge as the Doctor had booked them bed and board for the night became clear[...]
"You could at the very least," Victoria said pointedly, anger to some extent overriding her embarrassment, "when the gentleman asked, not said yes, of course we were going to make full use of the facilities, share and share alike, and we'd let him know if we needed an extra hand..."
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I MUST NOT STIK BIG KNIVES IN ESTINCT ANIMALS JUST BECAS I DONT LIKE THE LOOK OF EM
- Two goes all teachery and makes Jamie do lines.
The bit where Victoria shops at GAP is sadly too long to type up but caused me to almost explode with love.
Oh, and there's loads of Thatcher bashing and actual use of the phrase "then they done sex." Which makes me conclude that Dave Stone is
nostalgia_lj, and I claim my five pounds.The TARDIS had materialised in the hall of Big Pretend-Move Animals But Don't 'Cos They're Dead And Have Sand Stuck Up Them.
--
The Doctor scowled bad-temperedly. "What have you gone and done to the basic underlying fabric of space/time now?"
--
"Yes, we all know the Legends From the Dawn of Time Travel," said the Doctor, "and very poetical and edifying they are to be sure, if needlessly messianical and containing about as much relation to the truth as a toboggan does to a small tub of weasel cheese. We also know for a fact that Rassilon came upon the great and glorious secrets of Time by way of pinching one of the translation belts of that species who attacked us in the Time Wars, in retaliation for the things we did to them before we'd even heard of them in the first place..."
--
"Yon lads had it in their minds to try a bit of monkey business," Jamie told her, "but they thought better of it when I showed them my dirk."
Victoria looked at him. "You did say dirk, didn't you?"
"Ochaway, girl. I had it concealed on my person, no bother. It's amazing how some people take away from searching too close on what they think is a man in a dress."
--
Victoria realises that the motel room the Doctor has booked the three of them into is a themed bondage dungeon...
All of a sudden, certain comments made by the concierge as the Doctor had booked them bed and board for the night became clear[...]
"You could at the very least," Victoria said pointedly, anger to some extent overriding her embarrassment, "when the gentleman asked, not said yes, of course we were going to make full use of the facilities, share and share alike, and we'd let him know if we needed an extra hand..."
--
I MUST NOT STIK BIG KNIVES IN ESTINCT ANIMALS JUST BECAS I DONT LIKE THE LOOK OF EM
- Two goes all teachery and makes Jamie do lines.
The bit where Victoria shops at GAP is sadly too long to type up but caused me to almost explode with love.
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on 2006-03-09 08:18 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-03-09 08:21 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-03-09 08:26 pm (UTC)Can you mail me your address so I can send your disc?
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on 2006-03-09 08:48 pm (UTC)The weird thing is all this time I've been assuming that the PDAs and such would all be po-faced hardcore sci-fi written by boys who didn't actually ever go out of the house, meet people etc. And I am now realising that for once, the spinoffs actually possess all the flailing idiotic delight of really great fanfic: silly crossovers and in-jokes and stuff that is only there Cos You Can. And subtext, hurrah!
Must own, must own...
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on 2006-03-09 08:55 pm (UTC)Well, some are, bleh. But others are marvellous wonders full of in-jokes and crossovers and subtext and generally taking the piss, hurrah.
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on 2006-03-09 09:01 pm (UTC)Oh, hang on...
:D
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on 2006-03-09 09:06 pm (UTC)Like this:
Eight: (amnesiac and confused) I... I remember you. We're friends, aren't we?
The Brig: (humouring him) That's right, old chap. Practically childhood sweethearts.
- from the Minuet in Hell audio, which is rubbish but goes a bit EIGHT/BRIG4EVAOMG in several places.
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on 2006-03-09 09:14 pm (UTC)Style code didn't finish running in a timely fashion. Possible causes:
* Infinite loop in style or layer
Timely fashion? Infinite loop? Genius!
(I think Eight's totally fibbing about all this amnesia business. It's just a cunning ruse to make people snog him/declare undying love/let him snog them and then claim he only did it while a bit bewildered. He's such a wag.)
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on 2006-03-09 09:28 pm (UTC)Hold me.
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on 2006-03-09 09:42 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-03-09 11:09 pm (UTC)About the only thing most snooty book reviewers and I agree on is the fact that the NA Human Nature rocks :D
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on 2006-03-09 11:54 pm (UTC)omg, he so would say that!
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on 2006-03-09 11:58 pm (UTC)unlike Ten and MickeyWhyfore you not on AIM? *sad*no subject
on 2006-03-10 12:00 am (UTC)