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Genre: Science Fiction
About randompenguin42Location: southern IL Home Region: Age:23 Website: http://darthsemicolon.livejournal.com Favorite writers: Tolkien, Rowling, Pierce, Gaiman, Jordan, Lackey, Pullman, Pratchett Favorite music: classical, soundtracks, alternative, indie, britpop Non-noveling interests: music, internet, roleplaying, video games |
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Synopsis: Martha and Donna's Excellent Adventure
So I thought I'd actually, uh, put something here for once. (PS, the title is basically what I call it for fun.)
When Martha goes to find Donna after the little problem with the Daleks has been cleared up, she finds out that things are very, very wrong. And, like any good episode of Doctor Who, they're only going to get worse for our heroes: Martha is a stalker, Donna's attracting aliens (and a cat), and UNIT is fiddling around with equipment salvaged from Torchwood One - which draws the notice of some very unsavoury characters. Can Martha handle everything by herself, or will she have to call in the cavalry, in the form of one unhappy Doctor? Will Donna actually manage to date a perfectly normal bloke for once? Will I actually manage to include science fiction in my novel? And what's up with Jack Sarah Jane, anyway?
(AU, set post-S4, pre-CoE. Or maybe CoE just never happened. Something like that. I don't even know about the timeline relative to the specials. Probably after PotD?)
Excerpt: Martha and Donna's Excellent Adventure
Changing time was a load of rubbish, Donna thought; the old lady had no idea what she was on about. And controlling time? What on Earth was that supposed to mean? Donna couldn’t even set the time on her mum’s new DVR, and she was pretty sure that it was meant to get such things straight all on its own. But clocks went haywire around her – even her watch could never decide whether it wanted to run fast or slow. She reckoned that if she could speed up or slow down time as she wanted to – which was absolute bollocks – she’d be able to make a mint, even without rigging the lottery. (It wouldn’t be time travel, she told herself, if you just sped it up and slowed down – and then something else from the back of her head, said, yes, but what if you speed up enough to go all the way round to the beginning and approach it that way. Donna didn’t like that voice, as temporal physics rather tended to give her a headache.)
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