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Signs as Doctor Who EU Characters

Aries: Lucie Miller

Taurus: Evelyn Smythe

Gemini: Fitz Kreiner

Cancer: Frobisher

Leo: Erimem

Virgo: Hex Schofield

Libra: Irving Braxiatel

Scorpio: Iris Wildthyme

Sagittarius: Narvin

Capricorn: Shalka Doctor

Aquarius: Izzy Sinclair

Pisces: Bernice Summerfield

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          “My manners are frigid, are they? Well well, that may just be the regeneration. Still working it in. Though I expect that I would react the same regardless given this abominable situation.”

        The Doctor caught and held the gazes of several of the Gallifreyans they passed, What did they say of him nowadays, relatively speaking? Legend? The unspeakable? There had been reasons he left Gallifrey in the first place, but how much of that was riddled to death he didn’t care to know. Honestly, he was probably just a damn nuisance.

        “What I go by now?” he repeated with an incredulous coolness. It had seemed like centuries since anyone had questioned his decision, and yet it also seemed like he was asked daily. “I am the Doctor. I chose to be that name. Narvin, is it? Was that something they called you in the Academy, or is it something Narvincalifragilisticexpialidocious?”

        He felt like his point was apparent. He had never enjoyed the restraint and foisted upon names of his youth, and it was not an unusual phenomenon at all. Other Time Lords had gone renegade, and occasionally one would abandon their Gallifreyan name as well. The same drive that made otherwise intelligent, capable Time Lords flee into the vortex often caused them to forsake their own names.

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“That’s a rather cold way to put it. Like I said, I wouldn’t have brought you back to Gallifrey if everything was under my control. You could be a renegade all you would want, unfortunately the High Council does not share my views.” Narvin stated, holding his hands behind him as the majority of the CIA agents had learned to do. Of course, being Coordinator he did have a weapon on him, a gun, but it would be rather hard to tell with the layers of the uniform. Someone had to be prepared for a climate that could easily switch in less time then one could blink. Unlike the Doctor, he had learned to navigate the Capital rather well  in his lives and enjoyed it for the majority of the time.

He let out another soft sigh of annoyance at the Doctor’s, well, everything at this point., Now I understand why the majority of timelords ignore him willingly. “Yes, I do in fact to have somewhere to take you. Hopefully, a little bit of my manners will rub off before you see the High Council once again.” Even though with the tone that was used it was quite easy to see that despite his obedience, he wasn’t their largest fan. “Narvin, my name is Narvin.” He responded with what could easily be classified as annoyance growing rather quickly. Even though it was quite easy to tell that the Doctor was doing it on purpose, but that didn’t make it any less of a nuisance. He continued to walk towards the location, ignoring the curious looks of other agents or regular timelords. “And you go by the Doctor now, ever miss your original name?”

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          “Well I do suppose it’s more your taste, Brax old man. Don’t be afraid to ring me up if you ever need a slab of John Wayne’s footprints or something.”

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“Quite good? That’s one of the great treasures of the universe and you say ‘quite good’?”

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thankfully Andred has the aim of a Stormtrooper

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are we still talking about Tom Baker

Can Dragon!Four open their eyes frighteningly wide like Tom Baker can?

everything about four is frightening imo

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          “Through no fault of my own, I would be so bold to conclude. I have a fondness for my continued existence, and this universe has been rather agreeable to me, as well.”

“The feeling is mutual,” he answered shortly while taking another sip from the bottle. Each and every time he met the Doctor, he ended up in distress.

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Douglas Adams's Doctor Who-- Inbox Starters

“Moons of madness, why am I encumbered with incompetents?”

“Horrible place. Cold, wet, icy. No life of any sort. Boring.”

“Would you like some jelly babies?”

“We’re all murderers! Murderers!”

“Well, of course I can open it. It’s just a question of how.”

“Such hospitality. I’m underwhelmed.”

“Beware. Your manner appeals only to the homicidal side of my nature.”

“No, no, he told me to clear off out of his tree.”

“My dear, nobody could be as stupid as he seems.”

“I say, what a wonderful butler, he’s so violent!”

“Patron, three glasses of water. Make them doubles.”

“Quite good? That’s one of the great treasures of the universe and you say ‘quite good’?”

“Well, I suppose the best way to find out where you’ve come from is to find out where you’re going and then work backwards.”

“How very discourteous when I’d gone through all the trouble of fetching the thumbscrews!”

“If YOU wanted an omelette, I’d expect to find a pile of broken crockery, a cooker in flames and an unconscious chef.”

“Oh, undergraduates talking to each other, I expect. I’ve tried to have it banned.”

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that one comic yo

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TAKE THAT  (2006-2014)  sentence starter pack:

Beautiful World

❛ If our words could only bridge the doubt. ❜ ❛ Are you my enemy or my friend? ❜ ❛ ‘Cause I don’t know you, and you don’t know me. ❜ ❛ How can we be fighting? ❜ ❛ We all grieve in different ways. ❜ ❛ Just have a little patience. ❜ ❛ I’m feeling your frustration. ❜ ❛ Any minute all the pain will stop. ❜ ❛ I need time. ❜ ❛ I really wanna start over again. ❜ ❛ I’ll try to be strong. ❜ ❛ Believe me, I’m trying to move on. ❜ ❛ It’s complicated but understand me. ❜    ❛ It’s been hard but I have to believe. ❜ ❛ We’ve been here many times before. ❜ ❛ Why are we so complicated? ❜ ❛ How did we lose our way? ❜ ❛ It’s like I never loved you at all. ❜ ❛ I’m staying here tonight. ❜ ❛ Hold on. ❜ ❛ Just tell me what to say to let you know I’ll always stay. ❜ ❛ We used to laugh ‘til we fell down. ❜  ❛ Did you ever care? ❜ ❛ If these walls could talk… ❜ ❛ You’re everything I wanna be. ❜ ❛ We’re all just pushing along, trying to figure it out. ❜ ❛ You can have it all. ❜ ❛ Don’t know what you’re waiting for. ❜ ❛ Your time is coming. ❜ ❛ Don’t be late. ❜ ❛ Stop being so hard on yourself. ❜ ❛ You’re all that matters to me. ❜ ❛ I don’t know where to start. ❜ ❛ You are always on my mind. ❜ ❛ There’s no place on Earth I’d rather be. ❜ ❛ You’re not the one I need, you’re just the one that I want. ❜ ❛ It’s not logical. ❜ ❛ Give me something ‘cause I’m losing it. ❜ ❛ The world has changed. ❜ ❛ They tried to stop her. ❜ ❛ I’m driving home again. ❜ ❛ Sometimes we don’t know what we’re waiting for. ❜ ❛ Who knows how long this will last? ❜ ❛ It’s 4am. ❜ ❛ I thought I’d found my everything. ❜ ❛ The hours we’d spend, just doing nothing at all. ❜

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“Depends on the person, really. Some were delighted, some terrified, some begged for an autograph… I enjoyed that immensely.”

          “My my, autographs from the Great Omega himself. How plebeian of my fellow Time Lords; I do apologise. You’re an extraordinary individual, though forgive me if I’m a bit wary.”

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          He plunged his hands into his greatcoat pockets and gave the other man what he felt was a judiciously appropriate glare of annoyance. “I see. I’m the CIA’s dirty agent. I do what you want and your agency’s reputation is clean.” He had never been any good at navigating the political atmosphere of the Capitol, and never wanted to. His mind was not suited to it, far be for him to admit it, but the layered deviousness and complex plans had always left him feeling confused and inadequate. The Doctor hated being on Gallifrey.

          “Very well. I’ll just enjoy the idle talk until then,” he announced loudly, having no conception of an indoor voice. He shooed the Coordinator. “Go on, I trust you have somewhere exalted to take me. Which is excellent. I have words for the President and High Council. Norman, is it?” he asked, wringing his mind for the name of the head of the CIA, and then just picking some human name that he felt would irk the Time Lord.

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When the TARDIS began to appear amongst the machinery and lower agents, the majority of the agents began to move away, but Narvin headed down the stairs to greet the incomer. Everything was going just as planned, or at least that is what he presumed until one thing became evident. The appearance of the TARDIS. It looked like the same blue box that had appeared the times he had met the Doctor’s previous incarnations. ‘Why is it stuck looking like that? It should be in default, certainly if it is coming into a basic sterile environment such as this. Does he choose to keep it that way? Only a fool would do that…’

Once the TARDIS had fully materialized, the Doctor soon appeared from inside. The remainder of the agents either moved back out of the way, or saluted towards Narvin. “It is not your place nor mine to question that, but trust me there is business I find much more urgent then your bouncing about the universe.” He let out a sigh at the next demand, rolling his eyes at absolutely how impatient the other timelord was being. “The High Council was the one who decided to implant that device inside of your TARDIS. Despite my position having more power then those on the council, I will have to deny your demands. I am not going to tarnish the reputation of myself and the agency I control for one renegade’s whims.” He motioned with his hand for the rest of the agents to continue on with business. “You may discuss the problems that are occurring with Madame President once we arrive in her office.”

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          “Fascinating opinion as always, Omega. I hang on your every expression of wisdom. Tell me, what did the Celestial Intervention Agency say about your return?”

"Hi, sorry, I saw you from across the time vortex and had to say hi. Hi."

Omega rolled his eyes and took a swing from the bottle of whisky he was holding.

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Meeting of the Muses

"Hi, sorry, I saw you from across the room and had to say hi. Hi."

"Oops! So sorry. Did I hurt you?"

"I think they gave me your coffee by mistake."

"Your dress is beautiful."

"That is an adorable dog. What's their name?"

"Wow. What a jerk."

"I don't suppose you have a pen, do you?"

"Where did you get that coat? It's gorgeous."

"Is there a problem here?"

"Are you okay?"

"Did you loose a cat?"

"You left your bag behind."

"Sorry. I didn't mean to stare."

"You don't look good. Are you feeling okay?"

"It's raining and I don't have an umbrella."

"This is going to sound crazy but my car died and I need to call AAA but I left my phone at home. Can you call them for me?"

"You wouldn't happen to have seen a pair of sunglasses around, have you?"

"Have you been crying?"

"You look hungry, let's get you something to eat."

"I don't get modern art."

"I'm not sure it's a great idea to be in this neighborhood after dark."

"That smells amazing. What is it?"

"I have been trying to come up with a good opening line for a while and keep failing."

"Are you okay?"

"Is this your car? I'm afraid I nicked the door."

"Could you turn the music down?"

"Can you believe that asshole?"

"Sorry, let me move my stuff."

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          The Doctor exited the TARDIS, closing the blue wood door and locking it behind him superfluously. He scanned the other Time Lords around him briefly, then exhaled wearily. “Ah, the Celestial Intervention Agency. What have I done now, ‘now’ being suitably relative?” he asked, waving his hand dismissively.

          “Nevermind; I demand to speak with the Madame President. No, I first demand that the CIA restore my TARDIS’ independence and remove the recall circuit immediately. I’m universally acknowledged as a renegade, so how am I to renegade properly with you lot about?”

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Narvin had learned to simply obey orders by the High Council and others who could easily chain up the agency. Even if it caused them to ignore more universally important matters in the short term, it allowed for more freedoms. The most important one being that despite what the CIA specialized in, the majority of those in power had faith in the agency. B Wether that be the truth or a simple facade. He looked down from the balcony like platform, and couldn’t help but think. ‘Dragging a renegade back to Gallifrey is hardly a job for me or this agency…’

Knowing there was nothing to do though, he began to yell orders to those below him (figuratively and literally). When the people and machinery ended up working correctly, the Doctor slowly began to be hauled back to the planet. Even though the dull anxiety that clung to the Coordinator’s shoulders wouldn’t disappear until everything had preformed to perfection.