#[timey wimey stuff and all that]
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milothefish-is-anoxymoron · 9 months ago
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Thinking about the doctor who episode last night and thinking about how this has happened before. The best horror episodes we get in doctor who, even just the best episodes outright, all happen when we don't have the usual gang together. Midnight, with Ten - when Donna stayed behind. The Waters of Mars - again, Ten by himself. Heaven Sent - often seen as the best written doctor who episode ever - only had Twelve, and he was even almost the sole character in it. Blink, which is an absolute fan favourite iconic episode, barely had Ten or Martha in it at all. And now 73 yards, which only had Ruby, most of the way through. Not sure what this means, but I do absolutely love when doctor who breaks out from the usual format because absolutely the format is fun for character dynamics and we get some really great stories there too, but they really do make some bangers when they do something a little different.
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charlie-rulerofhell · 11 months ago
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i love them, your honour
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improbabledreamgirl · 10 months ago
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iamsonotoriginal · 1 year ago
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The ADHD urge for a sonic screwdriver is SO REAL
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vordenburg · 2 years ago
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Through a mirror darkly. And here the L’rell who holds the glass is darker still. Voq. Defeated in armed combat after a bioengineered virus decimated his Klingon homeworld. The Romulans. All (presumed) dead after committing mass suicide to prevent being subjugated by the Terran Empire. And Sarek. Ambassador Sarek. Decapitated on the steps of the Vulcan Science Academy in front of a crowd that included his wife and son. And all carried out by the same withering hand... the greatest general Earth has ever seen. The most bloodthirsty, merciless, ruthless tyrant to ever set out to conquer the galaxy. Khan Noonien-Singh.
My real name is La'an Noonien-Singh. My ancestor is Khan Noonien-Singh. And his legacy is genocide, torture… and me.
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thevalleyisjolly · 1 year ago
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It's very funny to me whenever people complain about continuity or changes to the "canon" in Doctor Who because there's the whole UNIT dating controversy, which is hilarious peak long-running TV series with multiple writers shenanigans, and which still has not and probably never will be definitively resolved.
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thebirdandhersong · 2 years ago
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Finished season 2 of The OA and I'm happy to report: I don't understand a darn thing
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willosword · 2 years ago
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okay something fishy is going on with ff7r there’s no way the original game had all of this stuff in it. might have to do some investigating after i beat it 
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abigailspinach · 1 month ago
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“We’re getting on, Kip. Faldo’s twenty-two this year. Parno’s nineteen. Your nephew’s twenty-one. It’s about time to stop while we can still enjoy life. Let them do the work for a change.”
Faldo and Parno were Bertie’s sons from his first marriage. Cliopher had never married, had no children, had none of that. He had—He had a hundred projects that had made the world a better place.
“And it’s been longer in Solaara, hasn’t it?”
“I suppose so. It never seems like it.”
Bertie reeled in his line, examined the hook, put on a piece of baitfish.
“Nearly a thousand years, people say.”
Cliopher did not like to think too much about the strange jumps in time that had happened in the early days after the Fall. He blinked against the bright water.
“That was mostly right after the Fall. It just seems like the days are long and full. ... After my lord finished the Lights that seems to have been sorted, and it’s the same amount of time here as there. Before I think everyone wondered how I found the time to write to everyone, but the letters were farther apart for me.”
Bertie grunted. “All the more reason, then, for you to retire.”
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yellingmetatron · 3 months ago
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How exactly do you relate to the rest of the angelic hierarchy? I see so many angels who are supposed to be 'the most powerful angel', it's confusing.
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"IT'S ONLY CONFUSING BECAUSE YOU'RE STUCK SEEING IN ONLY FOUR DIMENSIONS, TOPS, AND ALSO 'POWER' IS FUCKIN' RELATIVE.
"I AM THE ARCHCHANCELLOR OF HEAVEN. THEORETICALLY THIS PUTS ME AT THE TOP OF THE SHITPILE, BUT IN PRACTICE ALL I CAN REALLY DO IS RELAY G-D'S WILL TO THE REST OF THE HOST IF HE DOESN'T FEEL LIKE TALKING TO THEM PERSONALLY-- WHICH HAPPENS MORE THAN YOU'D THINK. I USED TO TAKE A MORE... ACTIVE ROLE IN AFFAIRS BOTH DIVINE AND MUNDANE. IT DIDN'T FUCKING WORK OUT WELL FOR ANYONE.
"THE BIG THREE-- MIKE, GABE, AND RAPH-- WOULD THEORETICALLY ANSWER TO ME ONLY IF I HAD A DIVINE MANDATE. WITHOUT THAT, I'M STUCK WITH THE THREE SAME FUCKING SHITTY PREROGATIVES AS THE BRITISH MONARCHY-- THE RIGHT TO BE CONSULTED, THE RIGHT TO ENCOURAGE, AND THE RIGHT TO WARN. SAME GOES FOR HOWEVER MANY ARCHANGELS THERE ARE RULING IN WHATEVER FUCKING FACET OF THE MULTIVERSE YOU PERCEIVE.
"AND YES, DESPITE MY POSITION, IN MOST ITERATIONS OF CREATION, LUCE WAS ALWAYS DAD'S FAVORITE. BELIEVE IT OR NOT, THAT GENUINELY NEVER MATTERED TO ME. IT WAS JUST NICE THAT THEY WERE... HAPPY IN EACH OTHER. FOR A TIME.
"ANYWAY, THIS IS ALL A GROSS FUCKING OVERSIMPLIFICATION. HOW I RELATE TO MY SIBS DEPENDS ON WHICH ITERATIONS OF THEM I'M INTERACTING WITH. PERCEIVING MULTIPLES REALITIES SIMULTANEOUSLY IS KIND OF A FUCKING MENTAL SHITSTORM."
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wolfyraged · 6 months ago
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man, i liked umbrella academy’s fourth season
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boymagicalgirl · 7 months ago
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Theories on Steins;Gate so far
With the John Titor thing of the previous siting of him years ago not being a thing, rather than the time machine/satellite crash just changing the timeline making it so Kurisu never died, I think it caused that divergence thing the supposed Titor was talking about.
Okabe landed (somehow) in a divergent timeline which explained the disappearances in Akiba, the satellite, Kurisu being alive, and THIS being the first appearance of John Titor.
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storiedhistories · 1 year ago
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@missallanea asked: ❛ you’re lucky you’re cute. ❜ / vex @ percy
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Percy had fucked up rather badly today. His guns hadn't gone off properly, and Bad News was out of commission until he could take the time to properly fix her. Which was going to take time and money, both of which they didn't currently have the luxury of being able to squander.
He'd even asked Vex if they could spare the amount it would take for repairs, fully expecting that she would need time to look over everything. But instead, she'd told him he was lucky he was cute and handed over the gold.
The gunslinger offered her something of a smile, despite the fact that he didn't feel particularly jovial, at the moment.
"Oh, I am, yes," he agreed, tucking the gold away until he could make it out to get his supplies. "I rather suspect that's how I made it this far." He'd been going to joke that it had been how he'd made it into adulthood, but they both knew the truth of that.
Still, he's trying not to dwell on the past as much, and he flashes Vex a proper smile, albeit a small one.
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"Thank you, Vex," he murmurs, and his tone is soft, genuine. "Truth be told…., I certainly wouldn't have gotten this far without you."
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eggwhiteswithspinach · 2 years ago
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👏 It's ALL wibbley wobbly timey wimey stuff Lucy. The Dr. said so!
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longwayaround · 21 days ago
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If he met her at the very end of her life, then... yes, at some point she would meet him for the first time, and he would know all of this, probably more, and she would have no idea who he was. If it didn't happen soon, if she meant more to him by then than... potential, than an idea, than what he knew they would become, then — well, he didn't think he liked that thought much better than he liked not knowing now.
Funny that she'd get spoilers from him, though. He was pretty sure he got that from her.
Their very first paradox.
But this led him to a question that'd been nagging at the back of his mind, one that he hoped she might be willing to answer.
"So we never meet in the right order. Makes sense, I'm never in the same place or time for very long, am I? Have to assume you aren't, either." How she managed the time travel, he wasn't sure, but strongly suspected that she had her ways of getting around. "But does it all ever start to... line up?"
Or would one of them always be much further ahead than the other, with just a few meetings in between where they found themselves on the same page?
An allergy? He expected she would know that — she might know this version of him a little better than he did, actually, considering he'd only been this him for a few years so far. Well, probably a few years. It really was very difficult to track between all his trips, and in the end, for a being like him, it hardly mattered. The 900 years he'd adopted as his age were already horribly off anyway.
Was this... one of her first meetings with this version of him? That would be a nice thought. Maybe they, at least, could align from there, if time and happenstance were kind.
"Don't think so. Never come across one, anyway. But it's a big universe, and I've only had this body for a few years. Could be there's something out there I'm allergic to."
Would it be easier if she brought the TARDIS to him? Yes, probably.
But then he would be sitting there waiting for her, and he'd have to let her pilot the TARDIS — which he knew she wouldn't be able to do unless at some point in the future he trusted her enough that the TARDIS would accept her, and that he would teach her how to pilot her, but still...
And he really, really would rather reach the TARDIS on his own. He'd already ended up knocked out and cuffed just out of reach of anything useful while she sacrificed herself in his place the last time they met. Having her come to his aid this time just... didn't feel right.
And those circles she was stroking on the back of his hand felt nice, too. He could make it another few minutes.
"And miss this nice stroll through the woods?" he asked, offering her a small, lopsided smile. "I'm fine, just... knee didn't get the message. It's not too far, anyway, right?"
"Darling, as your wife, I can assure you one day there will be a day when you know more than me, and you'll be telling me 'spoilers'." She looked over at him with a loving smile. "You're where I got the word from."
This regeneration didn't seem to get the same itch of frustration that came with the 11th Doctor's reaction of early on. Only mild annoyance and somehow a whole lot more trust than River ever expected out of any version of the Doctor at this stage.
"Do you have an allergy, Doctor?" A genuine inquiry as she never came across any implication of that, and the question he posed offered that as one of two options; the other being his body wasn't suitable for what he got. If the hypothetical happened to be fact. "No, that still wouldn't explain why you ran."
River stopped when he stumbled and waited as he regained his balance. They were in no rush, no one was chasing them. Yet. Moreover, she still feared vomiting would be in his near future.
"Are you sure I can't just bring the TARDIS here?" She asked after a minute, thumb stroking circles into the back of his hand.
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hezuart · 3 months ago
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Character Rewrite: Princess Elise. When Elise was a young child, to prevent an apocalyptic disaster, her father sealed half of Solaris; Iblis, inside of her. Elise was aware of her duty to the family and her people, willingly becoming it's vessel. Before her father died of his injuries, he told her to stomp on her anger to prevent the flames from overtaking her. She must not get angry, no matter what happens.
Because of her youth, a lot of advisors in her kingdom had taken power from her or often tried to manipulate her into decisions she didn't want to make. She was unable to stand up for herself or fight back, and lacking control made her angry. She would set things on fire around her by accident when frustrated. To prevent this, she often retreated into her mind, dissociating, masking her negative emotions. She knew it wasn't the best coping mechanism.
So, to keep her mind as peaceful as possible, she'd practice meditation, drink warm tea, and go to the spa. Her people and advisors often saw her as spoiled or weak, not knowing that if she let her stress consume her, everyone around her could die. She was actively protecting them from a great disaster, and they didn't even know it.
Then, when she was kidnapped by Eggman, in came Sonic, who whisked her away from everything- the stress of her duties as princess, as well as the vessel. She saw different parts of her kingdom, traveled far, met many people, and did amazing things she would only dream of. It was all thanks to Sonic, whom she became rather attached to. She even encountered Blaze, another princess of flame, who offered to teach her how to control her powers before an untimely, tragic death. Elise could cry all she wanted, for grief was impossible to stifle. But when Mephiles snuck up and killed Sonic, her closest friend and symbol of salvation and freedom- she snapped. The flames of Iblis activated from within her soul, and she fought Mephiles with more power than she's ever used. It was more than she could take- especially without training. Her anger eventually consumed her, and Iblis broke free of her, fusing with Mephiles. Timey-wimey stuff happens, too much to really rewrite, but when Sonic and Elise go into the past, right before she becomes the vessel and she is meant to blow out the flame- saving so many people from death... she hesitates. Because it means she'll forget all about Sonic. She'll forget all their adventures, all her happiness, all her exhilaration. (She'll miss her power over fire too, even if she wouldn't say so) But Sonic insists that their timeline will always be real to them, even if they don't remember, and convinces Elise by reminding her that- with the flame inside of her gone, she'll finally be free. Free to let her emotions go, free to command her kingdom like a queen she was always meant to be. So she blows out the flame, and resets all that happened.
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