Stuff and Recs and Things!
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eponymous_roseOnly signs of a parallel universe today have been excessively cheerful people all around me (Overheard the following exchange with the bus driver when someone departed my bus: "Could I get off before the lights, please?" "Certainly! You have yourself a great day!" "You too, sir! Thank you!") and the fact that my boss's boss came to me in order to find a certain obscure scientific paper in a certain obscure journal. Lo, my Google-fu is getting known even there.
I've now written three dozen pages of extremely dry reports, which made me fear for the interestingness of my subsequent ficcings (though not, apparently, my ability to make up words), until I realised I'd managed to sneak in things like: "The GEMLAM model makes several valiant attempts to mimic the observed wind patterns, but the subtleties elude it by Day Two." IN UR LABS, PERSONIFYING UR SUPERCOMPUTERS' OUTPUT.
Anyway, in honour of finally having watched Scream of the Shalka, I've got a couple of recs that are born of having scoured the interwebs at large for fic:
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calapine has written the requisite Withnail & I crossover, Making Time (Lords)! It is made of win, truly.
There's a spectacular longer fic by Cryptile as well, which I vaguely remember reading when it was recced on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
calufrax here - it is shiny and terrible and wonderful, and it is definitely one of the best fics I've read. The whole story is suffused with the confusion and bitterness and snarkiness and hysteria that makes up REG!Doctor, and the final product is just amazing. Go read it!
My Googlish peregrinations also came up with a shiny piece of art on the BBC website here. Neat!
(You can watch "Scream of the Shalka" here, on the BBCi player, free of charge! You don't even have to be in the UK - it loads fine for me. Don't let the flash animation throw you off! Persevere! It's Paul Cornell writing for Richard E. Grant and Sophie Okonedo and Derek Jacobi!)
And now I think there should be a quotespam. What can I say? It's a quotable serial.
Joe: What do you think you can do?
Doctor: Resist them. Surprise them. Oh, and possibly perform a few show tunes.
Joe: You're not human!
Doctor: Decent of you to say.
Alison: What are you?
Doctor: Mildly annoyed.
Joe: Do you know what it's like to be a doctor, and stand by and watch these terrible things and not be able to do anything?
Doctor: ...oh, so many answers to that. But no. No interest in giving them.
Kennet: What is it?
Greaves: Dirty great alien monster, sir! Just a guess.
(The Doctor and the Master's answering machine on the TARDIS, which... doesn't transcribe very well. Just take it from me that it's hilarious.)
Master: We really should change that message.
Doctor: Well, I am slightly curious. Why did you only invade a tiny bit of Lancashire?
Prime: Our ambition is greater than that!
Doctor: You mean... Nottinghamshire?
Alison: I'd just started telling him how unhappy I was, only then the place got invaded by aliens, and, hey, priorities.
Greaves: Oh no. I was hoping you'd got crushed under an avalanche.
Kennet: Greaves.
Greaves: Sorry, sir. Permission to speak freely... retroactively, sir?
Master: I am the Master, and you will-
Doctor: Evening!
Master: -come to like me when you get to know me!
Doctor: Do you trust me?
Alison: Oh, how needy are you? Yes!
I've now written three dozen pages of extremely dry reports, which made me fear for the interestingness of my subsequent ficcings (though not, apparently, my ability to make up words), until I realised I'd managed to sneak in things like: "The GEMLAM model makes several valiant attempts to mimic the observed wind patterns, but the subtleties elude it by Day Two." IN UR LABS, PERSONIFYING UR SUPERCOMPUTERS' OUTPUT.
Anyway, in honour of finally having watched Scream of the Shalka, I've got a couple of recs that are born of having scoured the interwebs at large for fic:
calapine has written the requisite Withnail & I crossover, Making Time (Lords)! It is made of win, truly.There's a spectacular longer fic by Cryptile as well, which I vaguely remember reading when it was recced on
calufrax here - it is shiny and terrible and wonderful, and it is definitely one of the best fics I've read. The whole story is suffused with the confusion and bitterness and snarkiness and hysteria that makes up REG!Doctor, and the final product is just amazing. Go read it!My Googlish peregrinations also came up with a shiny piece of art on the BBC website here. Neat!
(You can watch "Scream of the Shalka" here, on the BBCi player, free of charge! You don't even have to be in the UK - it loads fine for me. Don't let the flash animation throw you off! Persevere! It's Paul Cornell writing for Richard E. Grant and Sophie Okonedo and Derek Jacobi!)
And now I think there should be a quotespam. What can I say? It's a quotable serial.
Joe: What do you think you can do?
Doctor: Resist them. Surprise them. Oh, and possibly perform a few show tunes.
Joe: You're not human!
Doctor: Decent of you to say.
Alison: What are you?
Doctor: Mildly annoyed.
Joe: Do you know what it's like to be a doctor, and stand by and watch these terrible things and not be able to do anything?
Doctor: ...oh, so many answers to that. But no. No interest in giving them.
Kennet: What is it?
Greaves: Dirty great alien monster, sir! Just a guess.
(The Doctor and the Master's answering machine on the TARDIS, which... doesn't transcribe very well. Just take it from me that it's hilarious.)
Master: We really should change that message.
Doctor: Well, I am slightly curious. Why did you only invade a tiny bit of Lancashire?
Prime: Our ambition is greater than that!
Doctor: You mean... Nottinghamshire?
Alison: I'd just started telling him how unhappy I was, only then the place got invaded by aliens, and, hey, priorities.
Greaves: Oh no. I was hoping you'd got crushed under an avalanche.
Kennet: Greaves.
Greaves: Sorry, sir. Permission to speak freely... retroactively, sir?
Master: I am the Master, and you will-
Doctor: Evening!
Master: -come to like me when you get to know me!
Doctor: Do you trust me?
Alison: Oh, how needy are you? Yes!
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Date: 2008-09-11 02:48 am (UTC)FINALLY! *off to read*
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Date: 2008-09-11 03:05 am (UTC)XD
Those quotes are amazing. I gotta get around to watching this.
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Date: 2008-09-11 06:15 am (UTC)"He really should change that...!"
Needs moar Shalka!Verse fic, y/y?
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Date: 2008-09-11 04:47 pm (UTC)Prime: Our ambition is greater than that!
Doctor: You mean... Nottinghamshire?
Heeeee! *giggles*
Master: I am the Master, and you will-
Doctor: Evening!
Master: -come to like me when you get to know me!
Oh, ROTFL. AWESOME.
I am loading it right now. Curse your evil influence. Curse the Master apparently being hilarious in it.
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Date: 2008-09-12 04:36 pm (UTC)And yay for personalizing supercomputer output. *grins*